“Yes. Whatever it takes.”
Trevor dipped his head. Annabelle kissed him with everything she had to show him that this was what she wanted. He moved away then Mac was there. Annabelle held onto the back of his head as she thrust her tongue inside his mouth.
He nipped her bottom lip as they separated. Trevor was back beside her and showed her a bottle of lube. “Let us prepare you, baby. Let us make you feel so good.”
“Please.”
Trevor helped her sit up and roll over. Annabelle positioned herself on all fours as Trevor’s fingers brushed over her weeping pussy. She was already ready for them. She pushed against his hand, and he chuckled.
“Hold on,” he ordered.
“Now. I want you both now,” she complained.
“Keep her busy,” Trevor instructed.
Mac moved in front of her and gripped her hair, showing her just how he planned to distract her. The feel of Mac’s cock pushing in her mouth was enough to keep her thoughts away from Trevor’s fingers.
As Mac pushed himself inside and slid in and out of her mouth, Annabelle closed her eyes. His strong, spicy flavour was his alone and was almost branded in her memory. Mine. The two men were hers.
Mac’s hand tightened, and she tilted her head back to take him deeper in her throat. He groaned and his hips whipped faster.
“Don’t you dare come.” Trevor’s voice invaded the fog her mind was in.
It was only then she realised that she was moving her hips, slamming back against his hand as his fingers moved inside her pussy.
“Hurry!” Mac panted out.
Trevor only grunted in response and moved his fingers from her sex to her back entrance. She felt him circle her puckered hole before he started to push inside. She moaned around Mac’s cock at the slight sting then pleasure. Once his finger was seated deep inside, he moved it around, and Annabelle’s hips bucked. She pressed back against him, wanting more.
Trevor didn’t disappoint as he continued to prepare her with two fingers then three. Mac had slowed his own movements, drawing out each time he pushed between her lips.
“Ready baby?” Trevor asked, kissing the small of her back. Unable to talk, she moaned in response.
“Mac.”
Mac pulled out of her mouth with a wet sloppy pop. He lay down under her, and Annabelle shifted so she could straddle his waist. He gripped her hips and held her as she slowly pushed down and he slid through her slick folds. They both moaned when she was seated.
“Not going to last,” Mac panted.
Annabelle rocked her hips, lifted off, then slammed down. Trevor moved his hand to her lower back and pushed her down to rest against Mac’s chest before he covered her.
Gently he started to invade her virgin ass. His fingers had helped prepare her, but the thickness of his cock was different. Her body tensed.
“Relax baby,” he whispered against her ear.
She nodded, trying to do that, and he moved in another inch. Her breath caught in her throat, and she almost told him to stop. Then Mac’s mouth was on hers, kissing her, pulling her into a deep erotic dance, and she forgot everything else.
Trevor’s hands tightened on her hips, and she pulled away from Mac when Trevor pushed harder and fully entered her.
It felt wonderful. Being filled by her two men. Like a dance, they both started to move, and she cried out as her body tightened.
“You fill so good. So tight.” Trevor spoke softly.
Annabelle arched her back as they continued to thrust in and out. Her body screamed for release, and she whimpered in need for completion. Mac slammed up, and Annabelle fell over the edge and cried out into the night as her orgasm ripped through her body.
Two mouths went to opposite sides of her throat, and she felt the sharp punctures as teeth bit into her skin.
Another orgasm flowed, and Annabelle saw spots dance before her eyes as she heard the echoes of her men reaching their own releases.
* * * *
Annabelle rubbed her face against her pillow before opening her eyes. She popped her head up, seeing that she was once again in a bed. She was lying between Trevor and Mac, and both men were watching her.
“How’d we get in here?”
Trevor pulled her on top of his naked but fully awake body. “We carried you in last night.”
Annabelle wiggled her hips, moving down and straddled his legs. “Last night?”
“You were very tired,” Mac told her, against her back.
“Well, I had reason to be.” She wrapped her hand around Trevor’s morning erection. “You boys aren’t too tired, are you?”
Mac responded by pressing his hard cock against her inviting pussy. “What do you think?”
Annabelle laughed and pumped Trevor, pulling a moan from him.