Page 98 of Lavender and Lightning

“I want you. I want you both to fuck me,” she whispers.

Rhett exhales, and I swear I hear a prayer of thanks under his breath. I feel him slide free of my body, but with Lydia still impaled on my throbbing cock, the absence doesn’t leave me hollow or wanting. I lift her chin and bring her lips to mine, kissing her slowly and thoroughly as Rhett shuffles about for a moment, presumably cleaning himself up a bit before returning to the bed.

“You let me know if it’s too much, okay?” he prompts.

Lydia nods against my mouth, nibbling on my bottom lip and making me chuckle. I slide a hand between us, circling her clit slowly as I feel Rhett’s weight behind us. She sighs and relaxes into me, but tenses a moment later when Rhett’s fingers probe her tight entrance again. One finger slides in with ease, and I rock my hips slowly in time with Rhett’s hand, building that pleasure to distract from any discomfort. When his second finger joins the first, I moan at the pressure, excited to feel how tight she’s going to be with both of us filling her.

Rhett whispers words of praise, but doesn’t slow his work, coaxing a third finger in. Lydia pulls away from our kiss with a gasp, head pulling back to expose her throat. I nip and lick at the newly exposed skin, feeling her shudder and gasp.

“You ready, love?” Rhett asks breathlessly.

When Lydia nods frantically, my heart skips a beat. There’s a moment of emptiness when Rhett pulls his hand away, and Lydia sinks down onto my chest. I pull my hand from her clit, wrapping both of my arms around her back to hold her close.

“Bear down when he pushes in,” I whisper in her ear.

She nods, and I feel the way she tenses as the tip of Rhett’s cock presses against her tight entrance. I gasp as he slips past the resistance, stars bursting behind my eyes as I feel the slide of him along my cock, that thin muscle the only thing separating us. Rhett rocks slowly, backing off before driving forward again, over and over until at last his hips are flush with hers.

“You feel so good, so fucking tight. My good girl, my sweet, good girl.”

Rhett babbles praise, and I can’t help but smile, especially when Lydia tucks her chin to hide her face, and I feel her smile pressing into my pectoral.

I’m the first to move, making both of them moan at the drag of my cock. It’s almost too good, but I press my face into Lydia’s hair, determined to get her to her release before me. I want her to feel how good she makes us feel, how intense this moment is.

“I love being inside of you, Lydia. You feel so good squeezing me like that,” I whisper, not even caring if Rhett can hear.

“So full, oh my God. It’s so much,” she moans, eyes dazed as she looks up to meet my eyes.

“You take it so good, sweetheart. Let us take care of that pretty pussy and tight ass,” I purr, holding her face between my hands as I move faster and harder.

Rhett growls and matches my pace, and it’s like something comes over all of us. We’re a writhing mess of limbs, chasing the pleasure that only we can bring each other. I can’t look away from Lydia’s impossibly green eyes, even as tears of pleasure leak from the corners of them.

“I’m going to fill you up with my cum, sweetheart. Fill you till you’re bursting with it,” I pant, sweat beading on my forehead.

“I want it, please. Please give me your cum,” she parrots, and I don’t even know if she’s aware of what she’s saying as she fights to meet our thrusts.

“You have to come for us first, little one. Come all over our cocks, and then we’ll fill you to the brim.”

“Please, I need it. I can’t—”

There’s a crack of flesh on flesh and Lydia shrieks as the pain of Rhett’s hand on her ass arcs through her over sensitive body. I groan as her pussy clenches, and I have to fight against the squeeze of her channel just to keep moving. Rhett’s thrusting gets more frantic, the bed creaking as he slams into her over and over. I push Lydia’s chest up, changing the angle of her body just enough so the head of my cock can brush along that perfect spot. I know I’ve found it when her eyes fly open, and she screams. I don’t let up, gritting my teeth to hold back the tingling at the base of my spine.

Rhett’s hand comes out of nowhere and closes around her throat, making both Lydia and me gasp.

“Come on your alpha’s cock as he fucks your tight ass. Now.”

The command is a low growl, not a true bark, but whatever it is, Lydia explodes. A flood of wetness coats my hips, and I feel her walls spasming over and over. I can’t hold back as she rides me through her release. I throw my head back and shout a curse to the ceiling, my entire body tingling as I feel my cock pulse, shooting my load deep into her. Rhett groans, and I feel him throb, unable to hold back his own orgasm. He thrusts forward a few more times, drawing out the sensations for all of us.

When it’s over, I can hardly feel my legs and my head spins. I try to swallow, but my mouth is dry. I take a deep breath and look up to find Rhett leaning over us, one arm braced on the bed, the other between me and Lydia, holding her close as he kisses her shoulder. I can’t help the fond smile that pulls on my lips as I reach up and run my fingers through Rhett’s golden hair. He looks up at me through his brows and I give him a smile.

“I love you,” Lydia whispers.

“Love you, too,” Rhett replies automatically.

I swallow, not sure what I’m supposed to do. But then Lydia looks down at me and brushes a finger along my cheekbone.

“I love you, Luc,” she says serenely.

My heart jumps into my throat, and my face breaks out into a wide smile. “You do?”

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