"I'm healed," I promised, fluttering my eyelashes open to give them a shy smile.
They glanced at each other, something wordless passing between them. The decision made, Drake gathered me into his arms, lifting me up, carrying me to the bedroom. Dane led; his naked body highlighted in the soft lamp light.
"Gonna make love to you, Blue."
"We're gonna claim you again."
Drake lay me on the bed, both of them stepping back to look at me.
"Strip," I whispered, an delicious ache settling low in my abdomen.
Dane quickly stripped Drake then they turned, climbing onto the bed and pushing me gently back until I lay flat.
With gentle hands as they unwrapped me, lingerie gliding from my body. Their mouths worshipped every inch of my skin, delighting in lingering over the newly revealed inches as they peeled fabric away.
Drake kissed me, pulling needy moans from my mouth as Dane drifted down, kissing his way to my wet, throbbing pussy.
"Such a pretty little cunt," he murmured, his voice causing my inner muscles to squeeze. "Gonna lick this until you come. Drake, suck her tits."
The rough words were a stark contrast to the softness with which they'd treated me. I felt myself jolt, my body responding with liquid heat to the filthy words.
With the skill of masters, they painted my world in technicolor, stroking and sucking, licking and nipping, each taste a practice in eroticism.
I broke under them, my body clenching, at once satisfied but unsated. I needed to be filled. Needed to be fucked until there was no me, just us.
"Dane… Drake…."
They answered my plea, swapping positions. Drake lined up, teasing me with this cock, Dane coming up to kiss me, the taste of my arousal on his tongue.
I moaned, breathing into his mouth, shuddering as Drake eased inside me, filling me up.
"Feel good, baby?"
I nodded, unable to speak, lost to the pleasure of being filled.
"How about another?" Dane asked, lifting me up and sliding under me. I don’t know how they did it, but Drake never slipped free, just pulled out slightly before surging back in, trapping me between them.
Best night ever.
"Lube."
Drake reached over, handing it to Dane. With practiced ease he slid me up his chest slightly, reaching around to coat his cock as Drake reached under me, playing with my tight little ass, spreading the lube.
"Oh God," I moaned, closing my eyes and bracing myself. "You're gonna ruin me."
"You fucking love it."
I did. I absolutely adored being filled from both sides. Our bodies moving together in a carnal, sinful mating. I loved the way Dane filled my ass, careful and gentle. It felt good, so fucking good. I'd never imagined this pleasure, never even considered it as an option.
This wasn't the first time they'd filled me thusly, leaving no part of me untouched. And I was sure it wouldn't be the last.
Drake set the rhythm, his thrusts pushing me up and down on Dane's cock, freeing Dane to play with my breasts and whisper filthy praises in my ear.
"Look at him, Blue. Look at his sexy as fuck chest. Look at his arms. Watch as his cock fucks you. Feel that, baby? That's how much we want you. How much we need you. We're so fucking desperate for you, baby. You're so fucking sexy. Fuck me, fuck, you feel good. Fuck, I'm gonna—"
I shattered, breaking under them, a scream slipping free as my body bowed, a ripple of divine sensation spiraling out to wrap them in the moment, both of them doing the same, filling me with their cum.
Drake collapsed to the side, Dane rolling me gently so he could slip free. We lay on our giant bed, arms and legs entwined, touching and kissing, whispering sweet nothings to each other.
As our bodies cooled and we came back into the moment, Drake lifted up, staring down at me with serious eyes.
"Promise you ever feel that way again, Blue, that you'll just tell us. Okay?"
I nodded, tears prickling.
"We love you, baby." Dane pressed a kiss to my shoulder. "We hurt if you hurt."
"I know. I'm sorry."
They both groaned.
"Don't be sorry, ain't nothing to be sorry for."
"Just let us in next time. And we promise not to treat you so gently."
I giggled at Drake's statement. "I don't know, that didn't feel overly gentle to me."
With a growl, they both surged forward, locking me in their arms, plastering kisses along my skin.
"What do you want now?" Dane asked, raising his head slightly from my lips.
"To watch you two."
They grinned, cocks already hardening at my request.
"I think that can be arranged."
Later, after we'd made love in every possible position. After I'd watched them and they'd watched me. After we'd eaten and fallen asleep. After, long after, we lay under the stars, staring at the night sky outside.
"I love you," I whispered, sighing into the night.
"And we love you."
"Hundred and ten percent."
With a sigh, I settled between them, wrapped in the knowledge that these men were my life and I theirs.
And that was perfect.
Handcuffs and Honeypots
Honey
The flashing lights in my rear vision mirror had me pulling off to the side of the quiet road. I sighed as the car pulled in behind me, its headlights illuminating the inside of my car. I switched off my engine, reaching for my purse. By the time the officer arrived at my window I had my driver’s license and registration ready.
The police officer tapped on the window and I rolled it down, offering him a smile.
“Good evening, Officer”
“Ma’am.” He leaned against my window, glancing around the car. “You have an idea why I pulled you over?”
“No, sorry,” I replied. “Was I speeding?”
“We’ve had reports of drugs being trafficked through this area. You mind stepping out of the car?”
My heart leapt into my throat, my heart hammering against my ribcage. “D-d-drugs?”
“Ma’am, gonna ask you to step out of the vehicle.”
I unsnapped the seat belt, pushing the door open and getting out.
I heard his quick intake of breath as I stepped out, immediately blushing at the appreciation I saw in his eyes. I was dressed in a gold figure hugging shimmer dress with a high split up one thigh. Some people would say a girl of my size had no business wearing something so sexy. I’d say, fuck them. I looked ah-fricken-mazing.
“You got somewhere to be?” he asked, stepping around me to shine a light in the car.
“I had a dinner with a friend. I’m just returning home.”
“You been drinking?”
“Only one glass of wine with dinner. That was about two hours ago.”