Page 45 of Her Double Desire

Together they drive into me again and again, each time sending my arousal to new levels I never imagined. I can't make any words, just moans. Fingers tug at my tender nipples, expertly rolling them between thumb and forefinger, sending shock waves down to my melting cunt.

My mind is blurring, my own juices coating my thighs, the need for release immense, almost painful. “Your cunt is so fucking tight,” Shawn hisses. “Do I really have to pull out? Wouldn't you like me to pour you so full of my come that it drips out of you?”

The wanton moan that I sing is too much for him; his cock flexes, he gasps, and just as I shake with another orgasm, Shawn rips his dick free. Spurt after spurt of his jizz lands on my belly. The warmth of it makes me delirious.

The pleasure hits me in consuming waves from my scalp to my toes. I'm one big ripple. I worry I'll black out, the bursts of color behind my eyes intense, the vibration in my muscles and skin too acute, too alive.

The pressure of my orgasm sends Jared to the brink. Unlike Shawn, he doesn't even try to pull out. Wrapping his arms around me from behind, he embraces me as he grunts. His cock pulses, warning me of his come right as it pours into my ass.

This is true carnal bliss.

Nothing else could ever compete.

Exhausted, I go slack, my body unable to stand any more. My pussy clenches with random after shocks. My rear-end joins in when Jared extracts himself. With no one to hold me up, I collapse face-first on the bed.

“Relax,” Jared whispers in my ear. “You need to rest.”

He's right. Breathing deeply, I lie there in drained passion. The backs of my eyelids are dark, then they get darker—someone turned off the light.

Blinking, I slowly adjust to the shadow filled room. Both of them have left me alone on this grand bed that smells like all of us. I snuggle into the pillows, inhaling deeply, trying to absorb the connection we had so it can never vanish.

Those two... they both said they love me.Remembering their certainty makes me clench up. My smile is so huge it hurts. Jared and Shawn have taught me so much. Not just about how to embrace my sexual urges, but how to allow myself to be open enough to consider theycouldlove me.

However, as much as I adore them... how I itch to obey them... they aren't really my masters. No, what I serve is something much more powerful. A fierce, protective, demanding thing that I can never be truly free from.

My heart.

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