“Oh, Cody, I love that,” she murmured as she squirmed and pushed back against him, grinding on Spencer in the process.
The moment was unspeakably intimate and so completely elemental, Spencer nearly lost it and began thrusting. Her soft whimper pulled him back from the brink as Cody eased in farther. She needed him to be cool headed right then.
“Ooohhh,” she moaned and then cringed when her body clenched in reaction.
“I’ll go slow, angel,” Cody whispered. “Don’t push back. Just give your body a chance to adjust. It’ll get better.”
She nodded and breathed in and out slowly. Cody released her hair and stroked it like before, whispering words of love to her as he thrust in tiny increments, seeking purchase but not forcing it until his big cock finally slid past her resistance and she moaned, but this time in pleasure and not in pain.
“Oh, yes, Cody. Yes.”
Cody glanced at Spencer and grinned. Her uninhibited tone spoke volumes. There was no turning back for her. Not for Maizy. He loved that about her.
His hips flexing on their own, Spencer said, “Heath needs you, Maizy-kitty.”
Her bleary eyes cleared and the most beautiful smile crossed her lips as though his words had revived her. She looked up at Heath and purred as she lifted up so she was braced on her hands, while Cody thrust in and out carefully, claiming more and more of her ass.
She murmured, “You’re making me feel so good. Heath, I want your cock, too.”
Heath chuckled and held his cock for her as she leaned forward and took him into her mouth. “Whatever Maizy-kitty wants, Maizy-kitty gets. Fuck, that hot little mouth of yours feels so good. Not going to take long.”
She moaned softly as she sucked him down and began moving between the three of them, awkwardly at first, trying to find her place between Cody and Spencer’s concerted in-and-out thrusting movements, but gradually, she found her place in the beautiful union created by their dance.
Spencer stroked her uncovered breasts, rubbing her turgid nipples as he moved beneath her, feeling like he was stroking the very heart of her as they crowded around her, in her and under her—loving her. Before long, the tight reins he had on his control began to weaken. Her moans came more urgently, and Heath’s groaning turned to panting as he whispered, “Get ready, baby, I’m coming.”
Suddenly energized, Maizy sucked him even more enthusiastically, mewing like a feline until he shouted victoriously. He stroked the base of his cock hard, shuddering as she gulped his cum. Another softer cry left him as she finally released him from her mouth and he fell back against the headboard.
Spencer reached down between them and began stroking her clit again. She flattened herself against him, grabbing on to his biceps and holding on tight. She rocked her hips in time with their movements and tears formed in her eyes and her cheeks flushed a deep rose.
“It’s coming! Don’t stop! Oh my—”
She arched her back as her pussy suddenly clenched around his cock and her gasping breaths gradually turned into a scream of completion as she came undone. The sight of this beautiful woman losing control so completely brought him such profound pleasure.
He finally let go of the reins and allowed his body do what it wanted to do, what it knew how to do without thinking. Several more thrusts and his balls drew up so hard it was painful and his release exploded from him. His back arched powerfully and he threw his head back, letting loose with a loud yell as his cum spurted in hot jets inside her.
Cody took his release last, thrusting hard and finally stilling, his body trembling so hard it shook the bed frame as he held her by her hips. A deep, almost animalistic groan reverberated around the room before quiet descended, broken only by the sounds of their breathing as they recovered.
She flopped limply on Spencer’s chest, taking deep breaths. Her hair was wild all around them, sticking to his chest, his shoulders, and even his face but he didn’t care.
“You okay?” he asked quietly.
“Perfect,” she whispered.
The woman he loved was wrapped in his arms, and safely bookended between the three men who loved her. He couldn’t think of anywhere he’d rather be.
Epilogue
Three weeks later…
Standing near the portable dance floor set up in the empty lot adjacent to the Divine Memorial Rose Garden, Maizy blinked tears away as Woody Porter looked down at her. “Maizy-girl, you’ve done me proud. Promise to keep these three men of yours in line?”
She couldn’t resist hugging him and the tears finally leaked out and she sniffled. “I promise, Woody. Thank you again for standing up for me—for us—at the meeting.” Lights twinkled from the strands strung through the arching tree branches above them as the sun completed its arc and slipped behind the distant tree-covered hills.