“Bo, don’t you slip inside her without a rubber.” Trev stood at the foot of the bed, watching. He tossed Bo a foil packet. Mouse couldn’t miss the fact that Trev’s cock, flaccid and docile just moments before, was already straining again. It rose from his perfectly trimmed nest of pubic hair, pointing toward her as though she were a magnet.
Bo cursed over her. He sat back on heels and took the proffered condom. He ripped through the package while Mouse finally took in his cock. God, he was practically Trev’s twin. Trev might be a little longer, but Bo’s cock was so thick. She doubted she would be able to close her hand around it. Bo fisted his cock before slipping the condom over it and settling himself back between her legs.
He leaned over and covered her, their bodies touching. Chest to chest. Legs tangling. Feet mingling. His cock twitched against her pussy, moistening itself. He brushed his nipples to hers.
And then he leaned down and kissed her nose.
“I love you. You’ve been half my soul for so long I didn’t even recognize it until you were gone. Forgive me.” His words were a benediction across her skin, making her whole body sing with the recognition of her soul’s mate. One of them anyway. Somehow she’d gotten two. Somehow she’d been blessed enough to have found two men to complete her.
“You’re forgiven. I love you, too, Bo. Forgive me for hiding from it. You should know I won’t let you take it back. You’re mine now. I won’t let you go. I’ll fight for you. And you should tell Clarissa that I don’t share my man. Either of them.”
“Crap, I made a monster.” Trev laughed over them, his cock in hand. “You should watch it, Bo.”
But Bo was still serious. “Not another woman, Beth. I swear it.”
Bo leaned over and kissed her long and hard. She could taste herself on his tongue and lips. His tongue tangled around hers as he thrust his cock up and inside her. He groaned into her mouth, but held himself still, allowing her to adjust to his girth.
She felt deliciously pinned by him. His weight held her down, pressing her into the bed.
“Fuck, I can feel the plug. She’s so fucking tight.” Bo came up for air and looked to Trev, as though trying to bring him into the experience.
“Imagine how it’s going to feel when that’s me in her ass.” Trev’s voice was pure seduction. “We’ll fill her up. She’s going to be packed with cock. We’ll have to be damn careful because no matter what your sexual orientation, the feel of another cock sliding against yours is intensely stimulating. We’ll make her scream before we fill her up.”
“Damn, Trev, are you trying to make me go off?” He looked down at Beth. He flexed inside her, his face contorting with pleasure. “You feel so good, baby. Is this all right?”
No. It wasn’t all right. He was moving far too slowly. It was pure torture. “More. I need more.”
She pressed her hips up, and he slid in another inch or so. His pelvis ground down against her clit, sending shock waves through her nerves. “Please, Bo.”
Bo eased himself up onto his hands. He thrust forward. “God, just a little more, Beth. A little more. Take me all the way to my balls.”
Trev knelt down, his face close to hers. “Relax, you can take him.” Trev kissed her earlobe. “You were made for your men.”
Mouse wrapped her legs around Bo’s waist, hooking her ankles together, watching his face as he slid deeper into her body. He stretched her. He pushed inside like he was trying to fuse them together. She felt so close to him.
“You two look beautiful together.” Trev’s voice whispered in her ear.
Bo found a steady rhythm, his pelvis grinding down on hers. His cock slid in and out. She fought to keep him in. Every long, hard drag of his dick brought her closer to that glorious edge, and then she fell over it. The orgasm covered her body in pleasure. She barely recognized the cries that filled the room as her own.
Bo stiffened above her. His mouth opened, and he called her name while he came, not the one she’d been branded with as a child, but the name her parents had given her, the name she seemed to be reclaiming. He pumped into her over and over again, pleasure evident on his face and in his voice. He finally slumped down, his head nestling in her breasts.
“I love you, Beth.”
And Beth Hobbes knew in that moment that she wouldn’t think of herself as Mouse again. No little mouse ever claimed such men. No mouse could handle them. No mouse could keep them. But Bethany Hobbes would.
“I love you, too. I love you both.” She put a hand out toward Trev. She knew it was a risk to tell Trev, but she was done being scared. She wouldn’t hide her love. It filled her with confidence and warmth. Her love for these two men was proving transformative. If he didn’t want it, then that was on Trev. She wouldn’t take back a second of the time she’d spent with him.
Trev took her hand and put it to his heart. She could feel it beat under her fingers. “Thank you. I’ll try to be worthy of it. You can’t know what it means.”
He didn’t say it back, but her big, bad Dom had some hang-ups of his own. Trev had been hurt, too. She could understand his reluctance to throw himself in. She wouldn’t let it hold her back.
“Then make love to me.”
“Are you sure? I don’t want you sore.” But she could see the longing on his face. His body was stiff with arousal. He didn’t want to walk away.
Bo looked up, his forehead wrinkled in dismay. He nuzzled her breast with great affection. “Does that mean I have to move?”
He said it with a little pout, but he rolled off her. He got to his knees and hauled her up.
“What are you doing?” Beth asked. She’d expected Trev to just roll on top of her.
“I’m sharing.” Bo pulled her back in his arms, his chest to her back. “I’m sharing with my friend.”
Trev had another condom in his hand. His eyes seemed to water for a moment before he shook it off. He ran his hand through her pussy. “Look at that. It’s all pouty and red.”
Bo’s hands found her breasts. He played with her nipples. “I think we should keep it that way. I think one of us should be on top of her all the time.”
Trev moved to cover her. The sweat from his body mixed with Beth’s and Bo’s. She loved the fact that she was covered in them both. His cock found her pussy, and he pushed in. “Always. This little pussy needs a cock inside it all the time.”
Beth wasn’t sure about always, but it felt good now. Trev stretched her all over again. She was sore, but it seemed like just another sensation to be had. Trev pressed in relentlessly until she could feel his balls hit her ass. She was so aware of the plug filling her.
Beth leaned back as Trev started to thrust. Bo’s arms were around her, his voice whispering to her. She was sexy. She was a goddess. He was never going to let her go.
Beth gave up and let her men take her over completely.
Chapter Sixteen
Trev came awake to the sound of a large truck rumbling into the driveway. He stiffened at the sound. It was Sunday. Who came out on a Sunday morning at what appeared to be the butt crack of dawn?
Beth turned in her sleep. Her hips were barely covered by the sheet. She looked gorgeous in repose, her mouth open slightly, hair caressing her cheek.
And Bo was nowhere to be found. Trev eased out of bed and looked out the window, careful not to let in too much light.
He and Bo had been rough on her the night before, taking her twice each. She had fallen into an exhausted sleep just hours before. She would need her rest for what he had planned later in the day. There was still punishment to be meted out. It was even more important now that Bo was involved. Though he’d shared equally with Bo the night before, he wanted the younger man to understand that he wouldn’t allow either of them to be in danger.