She whimpered, and Clay whispered, “Slow, baby, just breathe for me. He won’t hurt you.”
Tell my ass that!
Del curved an arm around her hips and held still for a few seconds, giving her time to adjust a bit. The burning ache gave way to a sensation of intense fullness and need, and soon she flexed against him, wanting more.
His forehead on her shoulder left a damp trail as he kissed her, and she realized how much Del was restraining himself with her. He growled as he thrust gently and his cock slid in a minute degree. As he pulled out, his rigid length lit up newly awakened nerve endings, and she anticipated the next thrust and pushed against him, and more of his cock slid in. Clay stilled her hips when she tried to thrust back against Del, wanting all of it.
“You feel so good, Lily Bell. Clay, get ready because I’m not gonna last long. She feels so fucking good. So damned tight.”
Clay considerately coated his cock with lubricant and pulled her left knee over his hip as Del rose up and thrust until she felt his hips against her ass cheeks. She felt thoroughly invaded as he grasped her hips and shifted them astride of Clay so she now lay fully atop him with his cockhead pressed against her pussy.
How he planned to get that monster inside her crowded pussy she had no idea. But with her inner calves tight against Clay’s hips and Del’s powerful legs pressed alongside hers, Del controlled the moment and lifted her hips and pulled out just a bit to allow Clay’s entry.
Thanks to the lubricant, Clay was able to breach her tightened entrance, and she cried out in wonder as she was filled with two big cocks. The sensation was tight and hot, a tinge of pain mixed with unearthly pleasure. Clay pulled her to his chest and murmured in her ear as Del thrust slowly and pulled out as Clay curled his hips and thrust into her. The sensation was like nothing she’d ever experienced. As much bad as had happened in her life, this moment made up for all of it as her men made sweet, hot ménage love to her.
“Damn, you feel good,” Del groaned as he curled his body over hers and braced himself with his left hand. He pulled her up to his chest, and she braced herself on Clay’s chest.
Clay’s intense green-gold gaze stole her heart as he thrust against her and then tilted his head back as he groaned in ecstasy. Del slid his other hand between her and Clay, and played with her clit as he fucked her ass. The tension increased inside her when he stroked that sensitive bundle of nerve endings, and her pussy clenched impossibly tighter with them filling her so full.
She found her place in their rhythm, and the pulses that had been flickering on the periphery took hold. She moved with abandon, taking them both inside her and reveling in the moment. She felt strong, powerful, taking her pleasure as she moved between them. Del wrapped his arms around her middle and held on to her tightly as his thrusts became more animalistic, and it made her even wilder.
“Fuck me, oh, please fuck me harder!”
Del’s strokes came in perfect time with Clay’s, long and swift.
Del growled, “You’re ours, Lily! Mine!”
“And mine!” Clay said in a deep, gravelly voice as his breathing turned to great panting. He held her hips in a firm grip as he thrust hard several times and then howled in ecstasy.
His orgasm and Del’s attentions threw her over the edge, and she froze between them, her body pulsing from the top of her head to the tip of her toes. Bright flashes of light danced behind her tightly closed eyelids, and her body was turned to ash as the orgasm burned through her. Del grasped her hard and crushed her to his chest as his final thrusts pummeled against her, and he came with a long, triumphant sounding growl. It was a possessive, animalistic sound, and she loved hearing it. He fell forward with her in his arms and caught himself with one hand before they both landed on Clay, and Del chortled softly.
Lily went limp against Clay as Del released her, and she rested her head against Clay’s sweaty chest. She stretched her arms out, feeling how tense and stiff she’d become during their lovemaking. Lily’s fingertips tingled, and she giggled when it dawned on her that she couldn’t feel her legs at all.
Clay laughed and stroked her shoulder and said, “I like that you’re a screamer.”
Hoarsely, she asked, “Did I burst your eardrums? I don’t even remember screaming. That was intense.”
“I love the sounds that you make when you come, Lily Bell,” Del whispered as he gently withdrew from her. “I want to hear them every day. I’ll be right back.”
Lily watched as Del climbed from the bed and smiled when he had to brace himself against the wall as he walked down the hall on wobbly looking legs.