Page 59 of This Is Love
“I want you gushing all over my face, Rya. Give it to me. Give me fucking everything.” Logan’s tongue and lips are everywhere, like an animal, he sucks and licks anything he can get at. Thetwo of them work me in tandem, handing me a one-way ticket to nirvana.
As my body begins to quake in earnest, my orgasm hovering on the horizon, a rough chuckle tears from Jaxon’s lips, and when I look down, I find Logan has taken Jaxon’s fingers into his mouth. He swirls his tongue around before letting them go with a wet pop, his lips curving into a teasing smirk.
God, they’re hot. A moment later, the heavy tension in my abdomen coils tightly, then snaps as my release begins to unfurl within me. Starting at my core and moving outward, bliss drenches each of my senses. My pussy throbs, and my body attempts to buck against Logan’s mouth and fingers, but he holds me steady as I cry out, the waves of pleasure rolling through me.
“She’s squeezing the hell out of my fingers. I fucking love it.”
“That’s our girl,” Jaxon whispers. And then he makes me completely fall apart when he rasps roughly, “Logan, you’d better lick up every drop of that. Don’t waste it.”
Logan’s pale eyes burn hot as he looks up at both of us, groaning low in his chest as he laves over every hypersensitive bit of my skin, making me squirm. I’m still reeling from the orgasm when he rises to his feet.
Jaxon lets go of my leg, and Logan pulls my naked body against him. He crushes his mouth to mine, bringing with it the taste of me on his tongue. It makes me more than a little wild, the kiss something carnal—dirty in the best way. “Good girl, Rya.” His lips brush mine as those words feather over them. Pleasure washes through me at his praise. Logan’s pale blues are hot on me, and my gaze follows his as it shifts to Jaxon.
He stands by the bed, shirtless. My heart gives an almost violent lurch as, staring boldly at me, he flicks open the button on his jeans and drags the zipper down. With a raise of his brows, he beckons to me with a curl of a few fingers.
My chest jerks in anticipation, and I reach for him, slowly tugging his pants from his hips. Swallowing hard, I glance down as I free his cock. It juts from his groin, and it does something to me, knowing that soon he’ll be pushing inside me, filling my body.
“His dick is begging for us to touch him,” Logan rasps, taking my hand in his and wrapping it around Jaxon’s length. His cock is hot and hard, and I release a stuttered exhale as, together, we stroke him.
“F-fuuuck,” comes Jaxon’s stuttered oath. His jaw tightens, dark eyes watching every move we make. After a few moments, with his breath heaving from him, Jaxon grabs Logan by the back of the neck and yanks him close. Their lips crash together, the meeting of their mouths primal in nature—so rough and savage it blows my mind.
It’s clear these two share something neither was expecting—and it’s more than just the physical aspect of their relationship. I can see it in the way they interact. And now that they’re no longer antagonizing one another at every turn, it’s evident they actually like being together. What they have is very different from the relationship I have with them. From the start, I’ve known that they both give me things I need. They seeme. But against all odds, they’ve found something they need in each other, too. It makes my heart so fucking happy.
For who knows how long, I must have been off in my head, because all of a sudden, Jaxon and Logan are urging me closer, and Jaxon sits, kicking his jeans the rest of the way off. Logan grasps me by the waist and lifts me to straddle Jaxon’s waist.
All the breath whooshes from my lungs at the intimate skin-on-skin contact, but I don’t have a second to think about it because Jaxon immediately draws me close, sampling my lips. He groans, the rumble a desperate vibration in his chest. His heart beats hard against mine.
In the moments Jaxon spends kissing me, I’m so swept away I hardly pay any attention to what Logan is doing until a strangled sound erupts from Jaxon’s lips. At the outburst, I push up, staring down at him. His eyes have this fucking amazing, dazed look to them, and I have to know what’s causing it.
Jaxon grits out, “Motherfucker. Jesus. Fuck, yes.” And he’s moving underneath me, kinda thrusting. “Her too,” he grunts.
My eyes widen as I turn my head to find Logan standing behind me, a small bottle of lube in one hand and in the other, Jaxon’s cock. I follow his rhythmic movements, mesmerized, both by the wicked gleam in Logan’s eye, but also by the muttered curses he continues to pull from Jaxon.
I only have a few seconds to enjoy the show because Logan shifts gears quickly, slick fingers caressing me, before a few slip inside my pussy. My mouth drops open, and I let out a choked gasp. Jaxon’s fingers join in the onslaught, rubbing my clit, until I think I’m going to go out of my mind. “Oh. Oh god. F-fuuuck.” I can hardly find it in me to breathe, much less get coherent words out.
“You gonna ride me, pretty girl?” Jaxon’s eyes shift between me and Logan, and I hurriedly nod, shifting as he grips my hips. His eyes become unfocused again, but this time, I know exactly why. Logan’s got Jaxon’s dick in his hand, rubbing the head along my slit and tempting both of us at once.
And then, Jaxon is pushing inside me—only it’s not so much pushing as it is fuckinggliding. It’s the lube. Holy shit. Everything is extremely slick, his cock moving in and out of me with ease. He groans. “Fuck. Your pussy is like a dream.”
It feels so good, I can’t find the words to express myself, even though I want to say something in return. The most that comes out of my mouth is little gasps and moans.
Logan leans in, practically sandwiching me between them. I turn my head, drinking of his lips like I’m wandering thedesert in desperate need of water. His tongue coaxes mine into a beautiful dance I never want to end. It’s almost overwhelming, accepting that these men both want me—and they’re willing to share me so they can have me, rather than duking it out like I was so sure would be the case weeks ago. He nips at my lip before pulling away. He lets out a groan on an exhale as his hand runs down my back and cups my ass. “You’re stunning, Rya. So fucking gorgeous taking his cock.”
“Fuuuck,” Jaxon groans, panting as he reaches for my face, slicking his tongue over my lips. Eyes pinned on a location over my shoulder, he rasps, “Touch us,” before plunging deep into a heady kiss that robs my breath. I’m a live wire, simultaneously relaxing into Jaxon’s hold but also waiting anxiously for Logan to follow through with his stepbrother’s demand.
My breath hitches at the first feel of Logan caressing us, and I let loose a startled gasp when at least two of his fingers slide inside my body along with Jaxon’s cock. Wide-eyed, I stare at Jaxon, my entire being about to combust. “Oh shit. Oh my fuck.” It’s intense in such a good way. But it’s not so much that as the look of rapture on Jaxon’s face and the idea he’s enjoying Logan touching him so fucking much he’s panting and moaning with each stroke of his dick inside me.
Logan presses his mouth to my shoulder, whispering, “How’s that feel for you? You tell us how you want things to go. You’re in control.”
I look into Jaxon’s dark eyes, and he nods. “We’re here for you. What do you want, pretty girl?”
My heart beats frantically in my chest, a galloping, racing, stumbling thing that I swear Idon’thave any control over any more than I can rein in the words that come flying out of my mouth. “I want you both. Inside me. All of us. Together.”
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My brain implodesat Rya’s words. I knew the moment Logan busted out the lube that he had something in mind, but to be fair… I never expected her to ask for both of us at once.
