Page 26 of The Third Wheel
"Please, yes," I whimpered. The words were barely out of my mouth before Gunnar pushed into my ass, filling me up. With Colby's cock already inside my pussy, the full, heavy sensation was almost too much to bear.
As Gunnar thrust deep inside me, I let out a gasp of pleasure, enjoying the delicious, familiar stretch of my husband filling my ass. In my pussy, Colby's piercings teased my inner walls, sending shivers of pleasure coursing through me.
"Such a good little fuckhole, Mira." Gunnar's voice was tinged with pride. "You're ours now."
"Yours," I choked out, unable to resist their control. The power dynamic between us was intoxicating, pushing me further and further towards the edge of ecstasy.
"Say it again," Colby demanded, his grip on my hips tightening as he thrust up into me.
"Yours," I repeated.
"Damn right," Gunnar said, picking up the pace as he fucked my ass relentlessly. The intensity of the sensations—Colby's piercings as they rubbed against my sensitive walls, Gunnar's rough thrusts as they stretched and filled my hole—sent me spiraling into a powerful orgasm. I screamed, the pleasure ripping through me like a tidal wave. Each thrust seemed to intensify the pleasure, tipping me over the edge again and again.
My nails dug into Colby's shoulders as I held on, trying to find reason again, but I was consumed by them, filled up and quaking with pleasure as they drove me wild.
"Good girl," Gunnar praised, his breath hot against my ear. His words only served to fuel my desire, and I felt another orgasmbuilding within me, even stronger than the first. As it overtook me, I lost all sense of time and space, my entire existence consumed by the need to be fucked. I didn't have the strength to hold my body up and collapsed forward, both men's grips on my hips the only thing anchoring me.
"More," I begged, unable to form any other words. My body was nothing more than a vessel for their pleasure—a quivering, limp doll that they used and claimed as their own.
As if in response to my words, both men groaned, their bodies tensing as their cocks swelled and they spilled deep inside me, filling me up, marking me, claiming me.
"Ours," Gunnar whispered against my ear, his grip on my hips tightening possessively.
"Ours." Colby pressed a soft kiss to my shoulder. "We love you, Mira."
I felt tears prickling at the corners of my eyes, the intensity of their love washing over me like a tidal wave. I'd never imagined myself in a polyamorous relationship, but now that I'd experienced the passion and connection we shared, I couldn't imagine being without either of them.
"Love you both too," I managed to choke out, my voice thick with emotion. "So much."
"Good," Colby murmured, stroking my hair. "Because we're never letting you go."
Gunnar
The scent of garlicand onions filled the kitchen as Colby and I cooked dinner together. His lean, sexy body moved gracefully around the space, and my eyes couldn't help but linger on the curve of his ass beneath those snug jeans. We'd spent the past week moving him out of his apartment at the bookstore, and he'd slipped into our lives as seamlessly as if he'd always been there.
"Tell me again," Colby said, smirking at me as he stirred the sauce. "Why do I have to have dinner with you, Wanda, and Jay?"
"Because you're our boyfriend and you live here." I slapped his ass. He yelped. "Stop looking so nervous. They love you!"
Colby shrugged. “Having Mira around would make things easier. It feels strange hosting guests with you when I've only just moved in. For all they know, we still hate each other.”
I bit my lip, letting my eyes skim down to his bulge. “I never hated you, Colby — and at this moment, hate is the very last thing on my mind.”
“You know what I meant,” he huffed. “Remember, when we used to argue nonstop?”
"Like we’re arguing now? I always enjoyed fighting with you — it got me all riled up. I’d fuck Mira so hard afterwards.”
“Gunnar,” he grumped.
“Might as well get used to my family, Colby. They love you already, and they’ll like you even better once they know how we feel about you. You're here for the long haul." I pulled him into a hug and kissed the tip of his nose. He was getting more and more accustomed to affection from me, and this time, he slipped his arms around my waist and dropped his head to my shoulder.
"I guess I just miss her.” His expression was the saddest, cutest thing, and for once I understood why people called him a golden retriever. Of course, none of those people knew what a dirty boy he was beneath all his adorable, small town charm. My dick twitched as I thought about his sexy pierced cock, imagining sucking it in front of others, showing them all what a badass he truly was.
Stepping closer, I stroked a hand down his back, massaging his tense muscles. "Mira has only been gone for a day. She's helping Nori clean up her apartment. Hell, you could have gone with them!"
He sighed. "I tried! She said this was a girl thing and I couldn't. Also, someone needed to watch the bookstore."
"Well, I enjoy your company, too." I stepped closer to him. "And it's about time you and I have some fun." I cupped Colby between the legs, feeling his cock twitch beneath my hand as I slid my palm up and down along his length, massaging him until he hardened for me.
