Their Virgin Princess (Masters of Ménage #4)(66)
Her body came back to life, and Lan's cock inside her seemed to throb, as if she could feel his very heartbeat. With Cooper at her back, she felt surrounded, treasured. Making love with them both would be like this, their breaths over her skin, both their big male bodies enveloping her in heat and straining to pleasure her. She worried for a moment that accommodating one in her pussy and the other in her ass would be somewhere between agonizing and impossible. But Piper never seemed distressed or frustrated. Her aunt never had either. Alea took another deep breath, giving herself over to Coop and Lan. They would make it work when the time was right. She trusted them.
As if trust were the magical key, she was able to unclench on Lan's cock and ease her body up a fraction. The pain was gone. Only pleasure flared through her as she sank back onto him.
"That's it, darlin'," Lan encouraged. "Take me."
"You're so sexy, Lea," Cooper whispered. "Fuck, I'm already hard again."
Alea tossed her head back and rocked her hips again with a whimpering moan. Now that the pain was gone, the sensations of Lan inside her weren't merely okay. They were incredible. The friction of his thick, hard flesh sliding against her nerve endings, scraping gently at the sensitive end of her channel, then dragging pleasure from her as she rose back up … Wow. Lan gripped her and moaned. Coop whispered dirty little encouragements in her ear. It should have overwhelmed her, but no. They made her feel beautiful and free. All her anxiety melted away as she let go of everything except how good they felt. Why had she been so scared of them? They were perfect, and she needed this. She needed them.
"Tilt your hips, Lea," Cooper instructed, positioning her just the way he wanted her. "Let his cock drag over the front wall of your cunt."
Beneath her, Lan tensed and thrust up, brushing over some insane pleasure button buried deep in her pussy. She nearly screamed out his name.
"Exactly like that, baby." Cooper let his teeth sink gently into her shoulder as he continued to rub gentle circles around her clit.
Her pussy was on fire. Orgasm bubbled and brewed, sharper than before. Deeper. She tightened on Lan and wailed, trying to absorb all the ecstasy about to crash over her. So close …
"Yes, Lea, yes." Lan's hips thrust up over and over again, a measured, insistent rhythm that got progressively faster.
The burn of his friction ignited her pleasure. Orgasm exploded inside her like a bomb, and she screamed, tossing her head back as she dug her nails into his shoulders. Lan's whole body bucked under her, tensing as he came inside her. She felt the warm flood of his seed jet against her sensitive flesh, making her heart race and her body arch as pleasure rolled over her body once more.
Finally, their movements and heartbeats slowed. A deep sense of peace filled her as she cuddled against his chest, her ear right over the steady, strong rhythm of his heart. Tears of joy pricked at her eyes. She was almost grateful for them following her on this impromptu trip, for the plane crash. Without those events, she'd still be lost in her darkness, dreadfully unhappy with no idea how to pull herself out of her shell. Being isolated with them in a life-or-death struggle had forced her to examine what was truly important … think about what she genuinely wanted in life. Because the answer was simple.
Them.
"I love you, Lea," Lan said, brushing her heavy hair away from her face and looking up at her with a soft smile of adoration.
Coop leaned around her and curled a finger around her chin, bringing her lips to his. "I do, too, Lea. That was incredible, baby."
She let their beautiful words sink into her. For once, she believed them. Happiness was so bright inside her, she must be glowing with it. For this one perfect second, she felt worthy of them all.
"Well, this gives a whole new meaning to 'showing her the pool.'" Dane's voice cut through her languor. "Looks to me like you showed her every inch of your dick, too-right up her pussy."
Dane. She hadn't thought about the fact that he wasn't here while the guys had drowned her in pleasure. But when she looked up, ready to hold out a hand and bring Dane close, the nasty fury on his face and the ice in his blue eyes stopped her cold.
"Dane, come on, man. What is your problem?" Cooper scowled.
"That fucker." He pointed at Lan. "I'm going to rip you limb from limb."
Lan sat up and lifted her off his cock, rolling to his feet in front of her as though determined to protect her. "Lea, why don't you get dressed and go back to camp while we talk this out."
"You didn't wear a fucking condom?" Dane's scream echoed through the trees. Startled birds flew from the treetops. Dane's face went red. He clenched his fists.