Page 214 of Twisted Trails
“Delacroi…” Finn starts, probably to tell him to shut the fuck up, but then Luc pushes his hips forward and drives into me with one smooth thrust.
Holy shit.
Finn chokes on a groan. “F-fuck, she just got so much tighter.”
My body shudders against them, against the two cocksthat are stretching and filling every inch of me now. The sensation is overwhelming in the best possible way, my eyes fluttering closed. My nipples ache for touch, and my heart hammers so hard I can feel it in my throat. Reaching up, my hands curl into Finn’s muscles, desperate for something to grip as every nerve fires.
I let out a pathetic whine, and Luc grips my breast in answer, letting his thumb glide over the nipple. Each inch of him slipping deeper tightens me around Finn, and I gasp, my breath catching in my chest.
“How does it feel being filled by two of your men?” he growls against my lips, and my thighs clench, pressing into Luc’s hips.
Two men filling me. Two hearts pounding against me.
Not enough.
“Mason,” I moan, needing him too. Preferably in my mouth, but that’s not how we’re playing today.
Next time.
Mason lets out a low, rough sound and climbs onto the bed behind Luc, grabbing his hips and murmuring something low I can’t hear. Luc gets pressed even more into me, and he whimpers, his fingers digging into my skin as Mason enters him.
We all still for a moment until Luc exhales slowly and starts kissing up the curve of my neck, mouth trailing heat across my skin to my collarbone. Once our rhythm restarts, his kisses become both desperate and grounding, making the feeling of fullness that I’m sure he feels, too, even more intense.
Finn groans, his thumb stroking my waist where he’s still helping me sit upright, and I want to turn and ask how he’s doing, to know if it’s feeling as unreal to him as it is to me, but then Mason shifts his hips, punches them into Luc alittle harder, which drives Luc forward into me, and me onto Finn.
My mouth falls open in a silent scream, the sensation of all of us moving together almost too much. The boundary between us blurs even more the longer our bodies melt into one another. Luc kisses my cheek softly, then sucks on my neck, paying attention to me even as Mason’s rhythm builds behind him. Every deep push from Mason sends Luc harder into my pussy, while Finn thrusts softly up into my ass from below, matching Mason’s tempo.
We’re a seamless flow of pleasure.
Ateam.
Mason punches his hips in an even more powerful thrust, drawing sharp moans from everyone. His eyes flare with power, withpride,and Luc presses his forehead to mine, letting out a disbelieving laugh that sounds more like a groan. My thighs tremble on either side of him, and I move my hands back to Finn’s chest, needing to brace myself more if Mason isgoing tokeep leveling up like that.
As if he sensed I was preparing, Mason quickens his thrusts, and Luc’s entire body arches into his assaults, nostrils flaring, jaw taut, eyes squeezed shut in absolute surrender.
I gasp as Finn drags his thumb over one of my nipples before squeezing and pulling on it. Mason’s hand slides between Luc and me, his fingers finding my clit like he knows exactly where I need him most, because hedoes. The first stroke makes my hips jolt, and both Luc and Finn groan like I did it on purpose.
“OhGod.”
The pressure. The heat. The fullness. It’s dizzying.
It feels so damn good, having them all around me, being touched, seen,worshiped.
“Baby girl.” Finn’s arms wrap tighter around my waistwhile Mason builds pace, every movement of them rubbing, rocking, brushing me from both angles until I’m moaning nonstop, trembling in the midst of them.
“That’s it,” Mason murmurs, pressing his mouth to the side of Luc’s neck, the opposite of where Luc is kissing mine—no,sucking, his teeth sinking in just enough to make me whimper. “Taking both of them like this… fuck, you’re incredible, Bambi. Such a good girl for us.”
He keeps rubbing firm circles that make my whole body shudder.
“T’es parfaite.Fucking perfect,” Luc whispers against my skin, and I don’t know where to look. My vision is hazy, my brain fogged from the overwhelming fullness, friction, and touch. But when he finally pulls back from my neck, I force my eyes open.
Mason’s lips are still on his throat, while he strokes a hand down Luc’s arm, and asks, “Does it feel as good as we imagined?”
Luc pants out a breathless laugh, his body all but given up as he lets Mason’s thrusts do the work of fucking me. “You have no idea.”
Mason hums before kissing Luc’s cheek. “Greer? You good? You look like you’re either transcending or suffocating.”
Finn groans beneath me. “Fuck you.”
