“I know you didn’t. You were just being your normal, selfish
self.”
“Hey.” Brandon gave him a little shove.
“Truth hurts right? Seriously, I’m fine. This was for the
best.” Eric remained quiet for a moment. “But I’m glad you guys came over and
gave me…this.”
“I am too.” Brandon settled his head deeper into the pillow,
his eyes sliding closed. “I am too…”
Chapter Twelve
Alexa awoke to find Eric reaching over her and stroking
Brandon’s cock. Memories flooded her of the first time she caught them together
and she watched with lowered lids, savoring the sight of such a masculine hand
touching another man’s cock. Her already wet pussy creamed even more and she
rubbed her thighs together, wishing she could join in.
She felt the telltale nudge of Eric’s cock against her butt
and she wiggled against him, unable to help herself. Heard him chuckle and then
his lips were close to her ear, whispering in encouragement. “Join me.”
“I thought you said you didn’t want to do anything with
Brandon,” she whispered back, grinding back against him once again.
His breath hitched in her ear. “I changed my mind. Touch
him, Lex. Touch him with me.”
Brandon was still asleep, sprawled onto his back with
abandon, his cock rising stiff and tall, enjoying its attentions. Alexa reached
out, traced her finger across the tip of his damp cock. Drew back her finger
and brought it to her mouth so she could lick at the salty pre-come.
“Delicious,” she murmured.
“Let’s suck his cock together,” Eric suggested, excitement
filling his voice.
She glanced over her shoulder, eyebrows raised in surprise.
“Are you sure? I mean…you won’t regret it?”
“I won’t.” He leaned in and pressed the softest, sweetest
kiss to her lips. “I’ve realized that I should savor this moment with you two.
As a sort of bittersweet goodbye.”
“You’re being terribly mature about this.” God, she didn’t
know how he had the strength. She wasn’t quite sure if she could ever let Eric
completely go.
“I want what’s best for both of you. And what’s best for
me.” He paused, letting his whispered words sink in. “And the three of us
together isn’t what’s best. Now come on.”
Eric moved toward Brandon, going up on all fours to crawl
over his sprawled form, careful not to disturb him. He settled on the other
side of Brandon and rested on his forearms, his mouth just above his jutting
hipbone. Alexa situated herself across from him, she watched Brandon’s thick
cock. It lengthened in front of her eyes, twitched as if to wave her over and
she couldn’t help the giggle that escaped her.
“He really knows how to use that thing,” Eric mock
whispered, a devilish glint in his eyes.
She came closer to Brandon, could smell his musky, aroused
scent. “You’re not so bad with yours either you know.”
He smiled, wrapped his fingers tight around the base of
Brandon’s cock. Positioned it close to his mouth and gave it a decadent lick.
“Mmm,” he murmured, his voice gone husky, eyes gone hazy.
Alexa watched, a rapt audience of one as Eric took his time,
licking Brandon’s cock as if it were an ice cream cone on a sizzling hot day.
He circled the head with his tongue, tickled the flared cap just beneath before
he traced each distended vein along Brandon’s engorged length. Bathing it with
his tongue, he slid his lips along it, slurping loudly and driving Alexa
straight out of her mind.
“God,” Brandon choked out, startling them both. “Don’t ever
fucking stop.”
“Join in, Lex,” Eric encouraged. He held Brandon’s cock
toward her like some sort of gift. “Lick him.”
“Do it,” Brandon mumbled, sounding practically incoherent.
She took Eric’s offering eagerly, lapping at the tip of
Brandon’s cock before she drew it into her mouth. Relished the groan that
sounded just above her, she lashed her tongue around it, sucked him even
deeper. Eric leaned in just below her, running his tongue along the length of
Brandon’s cock, and she released her hold on him so she could do the same
thing. Their tongues tangled, licked against each other and then they were
kissing, the taste of Brandon’s cock on their lips, inside their mouths.
“Jesus that’s hot,” Brandon muttered. “I’ll forgive you for
ignoring my cock if you two keep doing that for a while.”
They both laughed against each other’s mouths before they
resumed kissing. Mouths wide, tongues wild, Alexa exaggerated her movements,
hoping to put on a show for Brandon. It must’ve worked because he continued to
grow, and his hand settled on the back of her head, his long fingers tangling
in her hair.
“Suck my dick,” he finally demanded in a guttural voice.
“Both of you.”
Alexa grabbed his cock first, licking and sucking, allowing
Eric his turn. She reached for Eric’s cock and found it hard and steel, the tip
dripping wet. She stroked a thumb over the top of it, her fingers sliding up in
down in the same rhythm as she sucked Brandon’s cock. Both men were at her
mercy and the tortured moans that filled the room made her feel triumphant.
How she cherished them both. The pleasure they brought her,
the pleasure she could bring them. It was a heady experience.
“Your turn,” Eric suddenly murmured as he reached for her.
“Come on, Brandon. We need to take care of Lex.”
“It’ll be my pleasure,” he said with a growl as he rolled
away from them to reposition himself.
Eric pushed at her so she moved toward the pillows.
Anticipation swept through her veins as she laid her head on the pile of downy
soft pillows, her naked body sprawled across the center of the bed. The two men
eyed her with greedy lust on their faces, their hands wrapped around their
respective cocks. As if they coordinated it, they moved toward her at the same
time, Eric going for her breasts and Brandon burying his face between her legs.
“Oh,” Alexa gasped when she felt the warm caress of their
mouths and tongues on her most sensitive areas. She couldn’t tear her gaze away,
riveted as she watched both men make love to her body with their eager mouths.
Eric licked at her breasts, drawing one nipple into his
mouth and sucking mightily. She arched into his mouth, thrust her hands into
his hair and held him to her. Shifting, he moved to her other breast, tonguing
and licking the pebbled little nipple, pulling it so deep into his mouth she
felt the tug all the way to her womb.
She couldn’t see Brandon any longer since Eric blocked her
view, but she could feel him. His big hands on the inside of her thighs,
holding her spread wide open for him. His stubble-covered cheeks rubbed against
her flesh and she shivered. His hot, wet tongue rasped along her folds, tickled
at her entry, circled about her throbbing clit. He slid a thick finger into her
and slowly started to pump, bringing forth her orgasm at an overwhelmingly
rapid rate.
“Don’t stop,” she whispered harshly, encouraging Brandon to
continue his passionate assault. She spread her legs open farther, thrust her
hips in his direction so that she ground herself shamelessly against his face.
He didn’t let up, thrusting two fingers deep inside her pussy as he finger
fucked her into oblivion.
“You going to come, Lex?” Eric asked when he lifted himself
away from her breast. His lips glistened, his eyelids weighed heavy and he had
a slumberous, lusty look about him that instantly called to her.
She couldn’t make her voice work so she nodded furiously in
answer, her fingers still clutched in the hair at the back of his head. Tugging
down, she indicated she wanted more from him and he chuckled just before he
drew her nipple back into his mouth.
Brandon’s tongue worked furiously around her clit, sliding
over her pussy. She was wet, the liquid sounds of his tongue connecting with
her filled the room but there was no time for her to feel embarrassed.
She was going to come. And how.
“Oh, oh, oh.” The little pants tore from her throat while
her belly tightened, her entire body strained toward her release. And then she
was crashing, her body shuddering beneath both men’s attentions, their mouths
extending her climax until she finally collapsed into the mattress, sated.
Her heart raced, the pounding filled her head and she pushed
stray hairs away from her face. Brandon still touched her gently between her
legs with his tongue while Eric had already moved away from her. “I want you
both inside me,” she suddenly declared, overwhelmed with the need to have them
both surrounding her. Wrapped all around her, filling her completely.
“I’m more than ready to oblige,” Brandon said, lifting his
head away from his place between her legs. “Grab some condoms, Eric.”
Eric did as he was asked, rushing toward the bedside table
and pulling a few out, scattering them on the tabletop. He tossed a square foil
package in Brandon’s direction and he caught it with one hand, tore into it
with his teeth, then sheathed himself quickly.
“Not too worn out, baby?” Brandon asked softly, concern
lighting his eyes.
Her heart constricted at his tenderness. She shook her head.
“I’m ready.”
Smiling he went to her, his mouth meeting hers in a gentle kiss.
She tasted herself on his lips, his tongue and she reveled in it. The intimacy
they shared, the way he understood her, could read her every thought and
need—it touched her deeply.
So deeply she couldn’t imagine never having Brandon in her
life.
“Where do you want me?” Eric asked as he watched them.
“You get on the bottom Eric so you can take her ass.”
Brandon kept his gaze trained on her face. “Your pussy is mine, baby.”
She should’ve laughed. It was one of the crudest things any
man had ever said to her. Yet it warmed her from the inside out. The possessive
glint in his eyes, the way he said it. God, it was sexy.
He was sexy. Both men were.
How did she get so lucky?
Eric nudged Alexa out of his way and lay down on the bed on
his back, opening his arms to her. She went to him, sighing at his quick
embrace, his fleeting kiss. Then he positioned her so she lay on top of him,
his condom-covered cock nudging between her butt cheeks as if already seeking
entry.
Brandon hovered over her, broad shoulders blocking
everything out so she only saw him. He smiled at her, reached out and quickly
stroked her cheek and pressed in for a kiss. Their mouths lingered, drinking
from each other, tongues teasing until he finally broke the kiss and sat up on
his knees. Sprawled between their spread legs he positioned her just so,
preparing her for their wanted invasion. He touched her pussy, fingers
gathering cream and then coating her ass with it. Penetrated her easily with
the tip of his index finger, he slid in and out of her ass, making sure she was
ready.
God, she was so ready.
Eric entered her first, his long cock pushing against her
little hole carefully. Brandon had prepared her but Eric was still big and it
took patient work to get himself inside her. She gasped at the sensation of his
cock pushing past the tight ring of muscles and then settling deep. Large and
throbbing and so, so hot, he filled her, his hands coming around her waist to
settle on top of her stomach.
“You’re tight,” he whispered into her ear, his breath coming
in harsh pants, his lips brushing against her earlobe. “You feel so fucking
good.”
“S—so do you,” she stuttered, watching in breathless
anticipation as Brandon came at her. His cock, huge and thrusting toward her,
his expression was sexy and animalistic.
He entered her swiftly, filling her to the very brim, and
she moaned. All coherent thought fled as she lay there, sandwiched between two
hard, muscular men. She became nothing but sensation. Pure, blissful sensation
as they slowly started to move.
They soon established a rhythm, Eric pushing in as Brandon
pulled out. The drag of their cocks as they withdrew and thrust inside her body
was too much. She closed her eyes, breathing shallowly from parted lips as the
two men gloriously used her. Their damp skin sticking to her, the scent of sex
and sweat filling the room, the sounds of their grunts and groans as they
pushed inside her, she savored it. Tried desperately to burn it onto her brain
so that she would never forget this one last night between all three of them.
“Christ, you feel good,” Brandon muttered, dipping his head
down to savagely kiss her. “I can feel Eric’s cock moving inside you.”
“I can feel you too,” Eric agreed, just as he thrust deep
inside her, lifting his hips. “I really need to come.”
“Me too,” Brandon answered, his gaze meeting hers. “You
ready, Lexi? You close?”
It was taking everything she had not to fall apart between
the two of them. She nodded, a little whimper escaping her when Brandon reached
down between their connected bodies and flicked her clit. God, she was going to
explode if he continued to touch her like that.
And the bastard did continue to touch her, drive her out of
her ever freaking mind as he played with her clit, propped himself up on his
other hand pressed hard into the mattress. He drove into her body like a
madman, fucking her ruthlessly, shoving Eric’s cock deeper into her body with
his every thrust. She moaned her encouragement, her orgasm edging ever so close
and he removed his hand from her clit. Used both hands as leverage as he
continued to fuck her like a savage.
Alexa screamed when her orgasm crashed over her, though her
incoherent words were drowned out by the shouts of both men as they shuddered
around her. Their orgasms were intense, an endless event of tremors and
thrusts, both men wrapping themselves around her, touching her, kissing her,
filling her.
She lay there completely surrounded by them, breathing deep.
God, it was good, so good between them like this. No boundaries, no hang-ups,
just delicious, mind-blowing sex.
How she would miss Eric. Maybe he would be agreeable to
being with them again. But would Brandon?
She didn’t know. And she wasn’t about to go against his
wishes. She loved him too much to hurt him.
Exhaustion washed over her as Brandon withdrew from her
body. Eric grabbed her by the waist and settled her beside him. She curled up
on her side, her hands tucked under her cheek and she sighed. Sleep. She needed
to sleep. To mull over what just happened, the momentous declaration she’d made
to Brandon and the one he offered her in return. She needed to figure out her
life, what she should do next. She heard Brandon and Eric move about the
bedroom, most likely removing condoms and cleaning themselves up.