43. Sydney

CHAPTER 43

SYDNEY

As soon as the three of us stumble through DJ's front door, all eager hands and hungry kisses, DJ growls into my ear. "I've been dying to get you two alone all night."

We had to go to a celebration party before this, and while it was nice to see the other players, it was pure torture not getting to be alone with my guys.

"Me too," I admit breathlessly, my skin already tingling with anticipation. I can't believe this is finally happening.

Me, DJ and Tyler, together again at last.

Part of me still can't quite believe I'm bold enough to do this, to dive headfirst into a polyamorous relationship with two insanely hot hockey players. Old Sydney would never.

But I'm not that broken, beaten down girl anymore. With DJ and Tyler, I'm powerful, desired, alive.

DJ's kisses trail fire down my neck as he walks me backwards toward the bedroom, his big hands spanning my waist. Behind him, Tyler is already stripping off his shirt, revealing that muscular goalie body I've been pretending not to fantasize about for weeks.

We barely make it to the massive bed before the rest of our clothes go flying. I pause to drink in the sight of them— two flawless male specimens, bodies honed to perfection, cocks already hard and heavy. For me.

"God, you're breathtaking," Tyler murmurs, blue eyes roving over my naked curves with open appreciation—and then flicking to DJ, his eyes hot with arousal as he soaks in the sight of our other partner.

DJ slides up behind me, strong arms encircling my waist as he nuzzles into my neck.

"And you're all ours, baby," he says, his voice thick with satisfaction. "We're going to take such good care of you."

I flush with pleasure, still not used to feeling so precious, so adored.

My breath whooshes out as DJ spins me around and throws me onto the soft bed. I squeal and turn and then moan at the sight of Tyler's hands holding both his and DJ's cocks, stroking.

"We've been dreaming of having you back in this bed," Tyler whispers hoarsely, and then the men exchange a look so full of dark promise that I nearly lose it right then.

"Get her ready," DJ growls, and Tyler eagerly moves to the bed. "We're going to both take you—at once."

His voice is firm as he gives the order but his eyes dart to me, a silent question for permission. I nod frantically, already dripping in anticipation. I've never done anything like this.

I can't wait.

Tyler moves down the bed until he's between my legs, and DJ steps to the side until he has a perfect view. "Start with two fingers," he orders, "and just tease her with your tongue."

Tyler settles between my spread thighs, those blue eyes flashing with heat as he gazes up the length of my body.

"You're so fucking beautiful, Syd," he breathes reverently. "I can't believe we get to share you."

Then his fingers are on me, teasing through my slick folds with a feather-light touch that has me arching off the bed, desperate for more. True to DJ's command, he slides two long fingers inside me, crooking them just right to hit that perfect spot. I cry out, hands fisting in the sheets.

"That's it, Ty," DJ praises huskily from beside the bed, slowly stroking his own gorgeous cock as he watches us. "Get her nice and ready for us."

Tyler leans in, dragging the flat of his tongue along my slit in a long, slow lick that ends with a teasing flick to my clit. Pleasure sparks through me and I moan, hips rolling to chase his touch. He laps at me in light, playful licks, his fingers still moving in a steady rhythm that has me climbing higher and higher.

"Please," I whimper, head thrashing on the pillow. I'm so close already, wound tight just from the electrifying knowledge that I have both of them, that this is really happening. "I need..."

"I know what you need, baby," DJ says, voice rough with arousal.

DJ crawls onto the bed, kneeling up near my head. His hand tangles in my hair, tugging just enough to send shivers racing down my spine. "Open up for me, gorgeous."

I part my lips obediently and he feeds his cock into my eager mouth. I moan around him as I start to suck, the taste and weight of him on my tongue pushing me even closer to the edge.

Tyler chooses that moment to wrap his lips around my clit, sucking hard as he pushes a third finger into my dripping core. The dual stimulation is too much. I shatter with a garbled cry, my body shaking and clenching around Tyler's fingers as DJ fucks my mouth.

"That's it," DJ groans above me. "Fuck, I love the feel of your mouth around my cock."

I whimper, still shuddering as I come down. Tyler gentles me through it, licking and stroking until my tremors subside.

But they're far from done with me.

DJ pulls out of my mouth, then grips the base of his cock, rubbing the spit-slick head against my lips. "You ready for us both, sweetheart?"

"God, yes," I breathe, dizzy with how badly I want them. "Please, I need you."

I feel the blunt head of Tyler's cock nudging at my entrance as DJ moves down my body to position himself alongside Tyler between my quivering thighs. My nerves thrum with anticipation.

Tyler pushes forward slowly. The thick length of his cock makes me moan, my back lifting off the bed at the exquisite intrusion. DJ's hand caresses my inner thigh, his feather-light touch sending ripples of pleasure radiating across my fevered skin.

"That's it, Ty," DJ encourages, his voice a low rumble. "Fuck, you both look so hot like this. I can't wait to be inside her with you, feeling you together."

Tyler bottoms out with a groan, his hips flush against my ass. He stills for a moment, letting me savor the feeling of him so deep inside. Then with a sudden move he flips me around until I'm straddling him, the change in position pushing him even deeper into me.

I cry out and grind down, wanting even more.

"Hold her still for me," DJ orders, his eyes meeting Tyler's. "Don't let her move."

Tyler's hands grab my hips, pulling me down hard, and sparks flash behind my eyes, so that I also miss that DJ's grabbed the lube from his bedside table and slicked his fingers up. But it's impossible to miss when he sinks a finger deep into my ass.

I moan, wriggling with pleasure, but Tyler's hands hold me firm.

DJ works me open slowly, thoroughly, his slick fingers stretching and probing until I'm a writhing, desperate mess. The feeling of DJ's finger and Tyler's throbbing cock inside of me at the same time is almost too much to handle.

I can't imagine what it will be like when DJ's inside of me too, and just thinking about that pushes me closer to the edge.

"Please," I whine, my voice high and needy. "I'm ready, I need you, please just fuck me..."

"Shh, we've got you, baby," DJ soothes, pressing a kiss to my shoulder blade. "We'll give you what you need."

He slips his fingers free and I shiver in anticipation. But then the hot, blunt pressure of his cockhead nudges against my rear entrance. Tyler shifts his hips slightly, and the movement sends sparks skittering through my core.

I'm so full of him already, I don't know how I can take any more.

But oh, how I want to.

DJ pushes forward, breaching me with excruciating slowness. The stretch is almost too much, skirting the knife's edge of pleasure and pain. I sob out a broken moan, my body trembling between the two men as he pushes in deeper.

"Fuck, Syd, your ass is so goddamn tight," DJ grits out. I can hear the strain in his voice, feel the tension in his body as he fights to control himself.

Tyler moans as the pressure of DJ's cock stimulates his own hard cock, already deep inside of me.

I feel impossibly full, stretched to my absolute limit with both their cocks buried deep inside me. The sensation builds until I'm dizzy with it. Tears leak from the corners of my eyes as I try to breathe through the overwhelming intensity.

"Shh, you're doing so well, baby," Tyler soothes, his hands petting over my sides. "Just relax, let us make you feel good."

DJ bottoms out with a low groan, his hips nestled snug against my ass. He drapes himself along my back, his chest heaving against my shoulder blades as he adjusts to the vice grip of my body around him.

"Fuck, the way you're squeezing us both," he pants. "You love our cocks, don't you sweetheart?"

"Yes," I whimper mindlessly, too lost in sensation to form coherent thoughts. "Yes, oh god, I need..."

And then they start to move, slowly at first, rocking in tandem in a way that has fireworks erupting behind my eyelids. The sliding of their cocks inside me is unimaginably erotic, stroking and stimulating secret places, and I can't stop the moans that fall from my lips.

"That's it, take it," DJ growls, snapping his hips harder, driving deeper. "Fuck, you feel incredible."

Tyler is more gentle but no less intense, rolling his hips in slow, deep thrusts. Their differing rhythms, DJ's rough and demanding, Tyler's smooth and worshipful, blend together into a symphony of bliss that carries me higher and higher.

"I can feel you, Ty," DJ groans, his voice tight with strain. "Feel your cock rubbing against mine inside her. Fuck, it's so good."

Tyler lets out a broken moan, his hands flexing on my hips. "It's better than I ever imagined."

Their dirty words only ratchet my arousal higher, the perverse thrill of being so thoroughly claimed by them both reducing me to wordless cries and desperate whimpers. My body is no longer my own. I've become pleasure itself.

It builds and builds, cresting like a tidal wave, until release crashes over me with shattering force. I scream my ecstasy, walls clamping down on their cocks. They fuck me through it relentlessly, wringing out every last shudder and spasm.

"Holy shit," DJ pants harshly. His hips bounce erratically against my ass as he chases his own end. "I'm gonna come, Syd..."

"Do it," Tyler urges breathlessly. "Come in her with me, DJ."

With a primal roar, DJ slams into me one last time and stills, his cock pulsing as he spills himself deep inside me. The hot flood of his release triggers Tyler's own climax, and he thrusts up hard, groaning deeply.

I shudder in bliss, thoroughly sated and filled their combined essence. It's filthy and depraved and I've never felt more deliriously satisfied in my life. They both remain buried inside me as we catch our breath, all slick skin and heaving chests.

DJ presses open-mouthed kisses along my spine, murmuring praise into my sweat-dampened skin. "You were incredible, baby."

Tyler's hands stroke soothingly along my trembling thighs, his softening cock still twitching inside me. "You're amazing, Syd. I can't believe how lucky we are to have you."

I hum contentedly, too blissed out to form words. I've never felt so…worshiped. The fears that plagued me before, the scars from my past, all melt away in the face of their devoted affection.

Carefully, DJ pulls out of me with a hiss and I whimper as Tyler slips out next, feeling momentarily empty and open. But they maneuver me gently onto my side, DJ spooning up behind me as Tyler curls around my front, cocooning me in their strong arms.

And then I am perfectly, utterly content. My body aches in the best way, every nerve ending still tingling from the mind-blowing pleasure they wrung from me.

"That was..." I trail off, at a loss for words to describe the magnitude of what we just shared.

"Earth-shattering? Life-altering? The best sex of your entire existence?" DJ supplies with a grin, nuzzling into my neck.

I giggle and reach back to swat at his firm ass. "Someone's confident."

"He's not wrong though," Tyler murmurs, brushing a tender kiss to my forehead. "I've never felt anything like that. Being inside you, with DJ, it's…it's..indescribable, I guess."

"Mmm, eloquent as always, Ty," DJ teases, but there's a note of pure affection beneath the playful jab.

I smile softly, my heart so full it could burst. "I love you both so much. I didn't know it was possible to feel this way about two people at once, but god, I do. I really do."

"We love you too, baby," DJ says without hesitation, his arms tightening around me in unison with Tyler's. "More than anything."

It suddenly strikes me that what I feel for DJ and Tyler is so different from what I felt for Paul, from what I thought was love.

"I need to tell you more about…about my romantic past," I whisper, and squeeze my eyes as tears start to form. "I'm bringing a lot of baggage with me. Maybe more than it's fair for me to ask you both to handle."

Tyler cups my face gently, tilting my chin up to meet his earnest blue gaze. "Hey, no, don't talk like that. We're in this together, Syd. Your past, your baggage—it's part of you, and we love every part of you."

"He's right," DJ affirms, his voice low and sincere against my ear. "We're not going anywhere, sweetheart."

A tear slips down my cheek at their heartfelt words and Tyler brushes it away with the pad of his thumb, his touch infinitely tender. I take a shuddering breath, trying to center myself, to believe that I deserve this, that I'm worthy of their devotion.

"I want to tell you everything," I continue. "I don't want there to be any secrets between us. But it's...it's hard. Remembering how I let my ex break me down, chip away at me until I hardly recognized myself..."

DJ's arms tighten around my waist, anchoring me. "What that bastard did to you wasn't your fault, Syd. He took advantage of your big, beautiful heart. But he didn't break you. Look at you now. You're so strong, so brave to open yourself up to us after everything you've been through."

"We've got you," Tyler promises fiercely. "No matter what you tell us, no matter what happened in your past. We're not going anywhere."

I sigh, and tension I didn't even know I was holding finally releases. "I will. I'll tell you. I feel so safe with you both. But tonight, maybe you can both just…"

"Hold you?" Tyler asks, reaching one hand up to cup my face. "Anything you need."

"Mmm," I hum contentedly, wiggling a little and then realizing that DJ's cock is already half hard again behind me. "Oh, hello there," I coo, and giggle into Tyler's neck, almost delirious from the emotion and the pleasure I've felt tonight.

Tyler's hand lazily reaches around me, finding DJ's cock and slowly stroking. "Mmm, ready for round two already?" DJ murmurs, his voice husky with sleep and renewed arousal.

I shiver with anticipation as they both turn their attention to me. "With you two in bed with me, how could I not be?"

This time, there's no frantic urgency, no desperation. We take our time savoring each other, worshiping every inch of skin with lips and fingertips. As one by one we succumb to bliss, there's a profound sense of connection, of rightness. We finally collapse into a sweaty, satisfied tangle of limbs, trading gentle caresses as we drift off to sleep.

Some time later, I wake slowly, awareness returning in stages. The first thing I feel is contentment, a deep-seated calm that seems to originate from my very bones. Sandwiched between Tyler and DJ, their warm bodies pressed close, I'm whole, peaceful in a way I never knew with Paul.

The realization washes over me like a revelation: everything about this is different. Not just the mind-blowing sex, but the closeness, the care, the complete acceptance of who I am, flaws and all. There's no judgment here, no impossible standards to meet.

Just a beautiful, complex, wholly unique bond of love and desire.

I snuggle deeper into their embrace, a smile curving my lips.

For the first time in so long, I can breathe again.