“This might feel intense.” Kit’s voice rumbles low, a soothing purr in my eardrum. “He knows to go slow but tell us if it’s too much.”
I feel safe and protected in the cradle of his chest. Logan holds my hips from behind as the head of his cock bumps my entrance.
“Oh.” My breath hitches as Kit flexes his lower abs. He does it again, grazing my clit with the roll of his muscles. “Are you doing”—another gasp as those taut ridges ripple—“that on purpose?”
A warm, rumbly chuckle rolls through his chest. “Need to get you close again.”
I’m already halfway to coming. I’ve been close from the moment he entered my body. What is it about this man?
Logan advances, hands biting into my hips. “You look so fucking good, Eve. I wish you could see how hot you are taking his cock.”
Those dirty words drag a whimper from my throat as Logan’s cock nudges my entrance again. “Good?”
“So good.” I’m panting hard now, rubbing my clit on Kit’s lower abs. There’s so much damn friction I’m dizzy. “I’m getting close.”
“Not yet.” Logan squeezes my hips, timing his movement with the speed of Kit’s thrusts. “That’s it, Eve. Feel me inching inside you?”
“Oh, God.” The stretching is almost unbearable. It’s the best kind of ache, an intense swell of fullness as Logan slides home.
“Breathe, Eve.” Kit strokes my back, his eyes locked with mine as his cock sets a slow, steady rhythm. “That’s it. Nice and easy. Slow down, Logan.”
The man at my back retreats just a little. “No,” I whimper, missing the fullness already. “Don’t stop.”
Logan chuckles. “Not stopping. Just making sure you can handle it.”
I’m so fucking hungry for more. The urge to slam back on his dick drives me crazy. I’m already so full of Kit. His cock is so big, and Logan’s feels nearly as large. There’s no way they’ll both fit, but there’s nothing on Earth I want more than to feel it.
“That’s it,” Kit coaxes. “Relax.”
The laugh that rolls out of me sounds desperate and strained. “Yourelax when you’re fighting this hard not to come.”
“Oh, Eve.” He smiles as his thumb skims my cheekbone. “Right there with you.”
Logan slides deeper inside me. “Oh, fuck.” As the points of his hips touch my ass, I breathe easier knowing that’s all there is. That I won’t need to take twelve more inches of cock.
Kit’s eyes search mine. “All good?”
Holy shit. They’re both inside me. I open my mouth in a wide, breathlessO, but no sound comes out.
“Eve?” Kit holds my eyes. “You okay?”
“Oh my God.” I gasp. “There are two dicks inside me right now.”
They both laugh as the tension leaks out of the moment. My breasts press Kit’s chest as the two men start moving in tandem. The incredible fullness, this sensation of having it all—I can’t find words to describe it.
“God.” My lips find Kit’s and I kiss him, connecting us more than we already are. “That feels amazing.”
“Good.” He starts to move faster, giving Logan a nod over my shoulder. That must be some kind of sign, since Logan quickens his pace. “Want this to be good for you, Eve.”
“It’s so far beyond good I can’t breathe.”
He chuckles and thrusts up again. “Slow breaths, Eve. We’re not in any rush.”
The two set a rhythm that feels like a dance. The push and the thrust. The sizzle of pleasure between us. This sensation of fullness I feel deep in my spine. “Faster.”
There’s a low growl behind me, then Logan starts pumping me hard. “You like that, Eve? Are you going to come all over our cocks?”
Kit strokes my back, eyes fixed on mine as I start to unravel.