Chapter 16

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I eyed Vance and Cain, naked from the looks of it, their bare shoulders jutting from the water. I said nothing because I worried it would emerge as a drooling hubba-hubba.

Vance cleared his throat. "So after much consideration?—"

"And too much talking," Cain grumbled.

"—we've decided to give this whole sharing thing a try."

"Really?" I squeaked, then I matured my tone to say, "Awesome."

"One ground rule, though. There will be no dicks touching," Cain added firmly.

"That's fine. I'm okay with the dicks being all for me." Yeah, I said it, and I swear to god, they both blushed.

"We also want the option to do one on one from time to time." Cain continued with his demands.

"So long as it's evenly applied," Vance interjected.

"I'm cool with that. I'm sure there's some days I won't want a threesome. The bigger question is, will you be able to handle watching Vance touching me and vice versa without getting into a fistfight?"

The guys eyed each other and rolled their big—luscious—naked shoulders. "Guess we'll find out," Cain replied.

Vance blushed as he admitted, "I read a few books with examples, and it didn't sound that bad."

I snorted. "It's sex. I promise it will be fun."

"I guess the question is, how do we start?" Vance glanced at Cain. "Rock paper scissors on who kisses her first."

For some reason that made me laugh. I floated over to them. "Does it really matter? You're both going to get a turn."

"Me first, then," Cain declared.

Vance rolled his eyes. "Go ahead."

I didn't know what to expect, certainly not Cain dragging me into his naked lap—with a massive erection. His mouth crushed mine, and I moaned. The kiss lasted only long enough to get me humming before he murmured, "Vance's turn."

I found myself spun and pulled into a different lap—also with a fat and ready cock. Vance kissed me more softly than Cain, a sensual glide that took on a new level as calloused hands began to knead my back. Not Vance's hands, I might add. Look at Cain, already getting into the swing of things.

They passed me back and forth, each taking a turn kissing me while the other fondled.

It was the most titillating thing ever.

When Cain lifted me suddenly, I opened heavy lids to murmur, "Where are we going?"

"Didn't I hear you say you had a bed?"

"Mmm, good plan."

We tumbled into it, three naked and damp bodies writhing against each other. They kept me between them, still taking turns with the kisses.

Four hands roamed my skin, teasing my flesh. When Cain possessed my mouth, Vance's lips went exploring, light caresses on my skin that caused me to shiver in delight. Even with my eyes closed, I knew who kissed and who touched. Cain had a firmness to his embrace, whereas Vance tended to lighter, softer touches.

I couldn't have said which I enjoyed more. All I knew? My body was on fire.

When their mouths chose to leave mine and wander, I opened my eyes to watch. What a sight. Two heads, one on each side, each claiming a breast.

My entire body bowed when they sucked the nipple. Sucked. Licked. Blew hotly on my moist skin while their rough fingers gripped and kneaded. Their techniques were different, and all the more arousing for it.

I lay between them, basking in the attention. My legs were splayed apart, with Vance's muscular thigh flung over the left, and my right trapped between Cain's legs. As if they'd synchronized a plan beforehand, they each began to tickle my inner thighs, the tips of their fingers lightly dragging, up and down.

I shivered and moaned. Practically begged them to do more than tease.

Someone's fingers dipped to where I wanted them, slipping between my nether lips, finding me wet. So fucking wet and ready.

"Lick her." The command came from Cain to Vance. "Taste that sweet honey."

"Oh, hell yeah," Vance murmured, moving that he might settle himself between my legs. To my surprise, Cain watched with me as Vance blew hotly on my sex.

I shuddered and Cain whispered, "I can't wait to watch you come."

God, I might just orgasm from the titillation of it all.

Vance ran his tongue across my pussy, spreading my lips and tasting me. "Fuck that's nice," he groaned.

"Get her clit," Cain advised. "She's got a sensitive one."

Wait, was Cain giving Vance direction? Could this get any sexier?

"Mmm." Vance hummed as he flicked me with his tongue, gliding across my nub, teasing me, and getting me writhing on the bed and panting.

Not to be left out, Cain played with my nipples, and it was too much.

"Give me your cock!" I demanded.

"How?" He looked a tad confused.

"Kneel by my head."

Even as Cain shifted, I reached for his hard dick, and soon had him in my mouth. I needed the distraction, or I'd be coming embarrassingly fast on Vance's tongue.

I sucked Cain as Vance kept sucking and flicking my clit. I couldn't help but moan around the cock in my mouth, the vibration of it drawing a groan from Cain.

"Fuck me, that's good," he murmured.

Yes, it was. I could feel my orgasm building, my whole body tightening. My climax hit me suddenly, and my hips bucked.

But Vance soon pinned me down and kept lapping until I whimpered, my first orgasm rolling into a second. Before I could come, Vance stopped, and I made a plaintive sound.

Cain sank his fingers in my hair to guide me on his cock, whispering, "Don't worry, he's not done yet."

Indeed, Vance just reposition himself so he could rub the swollen head of his shaft over my clit.

I groaned. I moaned as I sucked Cain so hard, he hissed, and his hips began fucking my mouth. Vance sank his cock into my pussy, driving it deep, his hard length a welcome thing to squeeze. I lost my rhythm on Cain's cock as Vance dragged his dick out and then slammed it back in.

"That's it, fuck her. Fuck her hard. I want to see her coming," Cain grunted. "I'm just about there."

Knowing that, I increased my suction, and the fingers in my hair tightened.

Vance dug his fingers into my hips to deepen the angle of penetration and hit my sweet inner spot.

"Oh," I yelled around Cain's cock before resuming my hard sucking.

I moaned nonstop as Vance and Cain pounded into me, mouth and pussy full of dick. I'd never been more aroused.

My second orgasm hit as Vance kept up the pace, and I clamped down on Cain, who suddenly bellowed and came. The hot spurt of his cum was greedily swallowed as I rode the wave of pleasure that rolled into a third orgasm as Vance impossibly swelled bigger just before he came.

We collapsed in a tangle of limbs, panting, sweaty and so fucking happy. At least I was. I was scared to peek at Cain. He'd seemed into it in the moment, but now that we were done how would he feel?

"Damn," he muttered.

Was that regret I heard in his tone?"

"What's wrong?" I asked in a small voice.

"Why the fuck did we wait so long to do that?" Cain complained.

"No shit." Vance crawled up my body, murmuring, "All these months we could have been having epic sex."

Wait, they'd both enjoyed it? I opened my eyes to see them both staring at me.

A shy spell hit me because, hello, how should one act after a threesome?

"Um, so does that mean we're good?"

"Better than good," Cain growled. "And wondering how long before we get to do that again."

"Um, now?" Because their ardent expressions, not to mention their roaming hands, had me tingling again.

For round two, I ended up on my hands and knees, with Cain pumping me from behind while I deep-throated Vance.

Then, the best part. We went to sleep in a sandwich, me in the middle cradled front and back, with Clover, who'd slunk in after we were done, nestled against our feet.

The next morning wasn't a repeat of the time I'd bespelled them. There was no regret, just more pleasure.

Best day ever.