Gavan continued to lick her sex with pleasure.
Caelan rubbed the globes of her ass before parting her cheeks. He dipped his fingers in some salve that he used to ease his way into her ass if Gavan was going to be taking her cunny at the same time.
“Let me get ye nice and slick, sweetheart.” Caelan’s voice caressing her in the same way as his hands, or Gavan’s mouth. It raced along her skin, raising goosebumps as he kissed the small of her back. “Breathe, lass, and stay soft for me. I can’t wait to be inside you.”
Lizzie felt her pussy pulsing as Gavan licked the swollen nub at the apex of her thighs, drawing his tongue across the bundled nerves and bringing her to climax as Caelan worked the salve in. Lizzie was caught in a vortex of emotional and physical feeling between the soft work of Gavan’s tongue and the erotic caress of Caelan’s fingers as he rimmed her dark rosette. Her toes curled, and she felt her impending climax. So much sensation and sensory overload. She closed her eyes, trying to ride the wave.
“She’s so tight. She’s going to feel so good,” murmured Caelan to no one in particular as he sank his finger up to the knuckle and plunged it in and out in a gentle motion. “Don’t fight me, lass. Ye know ye want me inside ye as much as I do.”
Lizzie tried to relax. He was right. Although it was hard to admit and often was uncomfortable, especially at first, she had come to crave Caelan’s cock up her arse in the same way she wanted Gavan’s in her cunny. Best of all was when she had them both at the same time.
Gavan continued to fuck her with his tongue, stabbing up inside her core before moving to her nub and suckling.
Lizzie was too close to the edge and, as Caelan continued to finger her dark passage, she slipped over the edge, Gavan’s mouth shooting sparks of pure carnal ecstasy through her system. Her body shuddered as she cried out as her orgasm enveloped her.
Before she could recover, they were moving her into position, adjusting theirs before she’d even had a chance to completely ride the crest of her climax.
Gavan rolled out from under her and propped himself on the pillows in front of the iron headboard they had crafted for their enormous bed.
His cock was proud and strong, silently calling to her to impale herself.
“Come here, lass. Let’s get my cock settled in yer cunny.”
Caelan gave her a hand, helping her move over Gavan’s body.
Lizzie straddled his body with her thighs and, bracing her hands on his chest, lowered herself onto his rigid staff.
“Aye, Lizzie, that’s it. When yer cunny and arse are still dripping our seed, I’ll fuck your mouth and tickle that soft spot at the back of your throat. Ye’ll get everything I have, and more; but, for now, ye’ll give me what I want.”
He grasped her hips and pulled down, impaling her on his cock. He was so swollen, she had to work her way down, forcing him in, inch by tantalizing inch. He filled her until she might have questioned if Caelan would have room, but she knew he wouldn’t be denied. “This is where I want to be all the time, Lizzie.”
Gavan’s hips surged upward, making her see shooting stars in her mind’s eye as her body achieved a kind of perfect storm of feeling and emotion. She’d already come, but she was racing again toward the abyss of pleasure they always provided.
Caelan placed his hand on her spine and pushed her forward gently.
“Lean forward, lass. Smash your nipples against Gav’s chest. Him and that monster cock he’s got shoved up yer cunny aren’t giving me a lot of room.”
“So you can get your monster cock shoved up my ass?” she teased.
“Exactly,” he agreed.
Caelan’s hand pressed against her back. Her nipples rubbed against Gavan’s chest, the dark hair stimulating them.
Gavan kissed her, his tongue dancing with hers as Caelan pressed his cock to the tight ring of muscle that guarded her ass.
She whimpered a little as he started to push inside.
His cock, working its way in, was part pain, part pleasure, and all dominance in its most carnal, erotic form. Lizzie willed herself to relax and allowed him to take what he wanted because she wanted to give it to him.
Lizzie flattened her back, wanting to feel both of her husbands inside her body, taking pleasure from their possession.
“Fuck, she’s tight,” said Caelan as the head of his cock slipped inside her dark passage.
He held himself there, allowing her body to adjust and accept his penetration and knowing, in those few moments, he was driving her wild with desire. Lizzie felt so open and free, possessed and bound to them both.
“Cae, please,” she mewled, believing she would die if they both didn’t start working the respective hole they’d claimed.
Lizzie moaned and writhed in their dual embrace. She always reveled in their lovemaking, but this was different. It was unlike anything she’d ever felt before.
“Hush, now. Let me take my time with ye. Ye feel so good. So tight. So absolutely fucking right. Do ye have any idea how happy ye make us?”
Caelan pressed in, filling her with his cock.
Lizzie fought every instinct and need she had to begin to move on their cocks on her own but knew that would result in both of them withdrawing, her getting spanked and punished. Wanting to avoid that, she forced herself to obey and remained still.
She hated and loved this strange mix of pleasure, pain, fullness, and intimacy. She felt trapped in the most hedonistic and purest way possible.
Caelan continued to press forward until she could feel his balls resting against her. Both of her husbands were as deep as possible,
Suddenly curious, she asked, “Can you feel him?”
Gavan grinned, softening the angular lines of his face. “Yeah. Yer
