Page 44 of Her Double Desire

The bed springs shift; Shawn is on the mattress beside me. “Will you become our pet?” he asks in my ear.

The question catches me off guard, though I keep grinding onto Jared's hand. “W-what? But, I messed up with Oliver, I...” Jared twists his fingers, rubbing the roof of my pussy and making me whimper.Fuck, that feels amazing!

Shawn's hand strokes over my hair. He turns me towards him, his face close to mine, and all the while Jared pushes me closer to an inevitable orgasm. “Forget Oliver,” Shawn says. “Be honest with yourself, and with us. Do you want to be ours, little lamb?”

I'm lost in a sea of pleasure... confused by their multiple hands and voices...

But I still know the answer to this question.

“Yes,” I breathe.

He leans down, kissing me as he grips my hair firmly.

Jared's thumb runs over the smooth skin of my rear, resting on my pulsing asshole. The intimate touch makes me burn with nervousness and lust all at once. “Good girl,” he whispers.

He removes his fingers, dragging them over my slit until they're slippery. He returns to teasing my sensitive asshole. I wriggle my hips eagerly. Persistent, careful, he slides his thumb past my ring of muscle, letting it pop inside.

I squeal into Shawn's kiss. A new hand—his, or Jared's—fondles my bulging clit. That's all it takes; my muscles hug around the thumb in my ass, my cunt flexing madly as the orgasm rules me down to my molecules.

Using my hair, Shawn guides me up onto my hands. That's when I notice his cock is free. There's no more smile on his face or in his eyes; he's all business when he nudges his thick dick at my lips. Obediently, I begin lapping at his full length.

Jared's thumb retreats from my ass. The emptiness doesn't last long. Warm, plush, the head of his dick rolls against my lower lips, teasing a moment, threatening to push inside but never doing so. “Veronica, you're going to be so happy with us.”

I don't know the details... or how they plan to work out my contract with Oliver...

But I believe him.

He grips my waist, shoving his cock excruciatingly slow into my depths. I can feel every vein on the surface, each inch of him coaxing out my muffled cries. It's bliss, pure fucking bliss, and I'm in a fog of passion as he reaches to his root.

Yes, yes, finally fucking yes!

“Pay attention,” Shawn snaps, using his hold on my hair to help leverage the BJ I'm giving him. He fills my mouth for two strokes, then he yanks free. “Never mind, I want something a little warmer.”

Maneuvering me, Shawn adjusts until I'm kneeling between him and Jared. His cock-head presses eagerly on my pussy. “Wait,” I gasp. “What about a condom?”

“I'll pull out,” he promises, his voice tight from effort. His heavy breathing burns my neck when he leans in to kiss my ear. Ever so slowly, he enters me.

I'm sandwiched between two of the sexiest men I know.

We're joined together, their cocks as deep in me as they can go, their chests flaring with their wild breaths, giving me no space. I have no plans to escape their rigid members, but if I wanted to, I couldn't.

“Veronica,” Jared sighs, a whisper in the music of my thumping heart and raw panting, “No one is going to touch your body but us, ever again.” His tongue slides over my throat, soft and wet. “Got it?”

It's the most glorious prayer I could ask for. “Yes,” I manage to answer.

His lips settle on my shoulder-blade. “You belong to us... and we belong to you.” He hesitates, his pace slowing. “Everything is going to work out. Because I love you.”

My world goes still. Jared stops moving, so does Shawn. I try to turn so I can see the man behind me; I'm aching to see what's in his eyes. To understand if he means what he says.

Then Shawn grips my jaw, forcing me to face him. “I love you, too.” He's challenging me to deny his admission, ready to prove it anyway he has to.

Bending upwards, I kiss him gently. “I love you, Shawn.” I nuzzle him once, then twist, finding myself caught up in a kiss from Jared that can only be called carnal. “And I love you, too. I love you both. I truly do.”

Shawn draws backwards enough so just his tip is inside me. It sends bursts of pleasure straight to my clit, making me worried I won't be able to handle what's coming. There's no time to debate, he cups my tits, then slams into me with a solid stroke.

I'm electric from the fullness of them burying themselves into me. Every fiber in my body clings to their cocks, wanting more, nervous they might leave me at any moment.

I have nothing to worry about.

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