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“Angel…” Enzo says softly. “Look at me.”

I open my eyes. I hadn’t even realized they were closed. “Relax,” he says, this time more firmly. It’s a demand. I listen to his demands. At least, when we’re in the bedroom, I do.

I nod and he pulls me down to kiss him. His lips brush mine, his tongue entering my mouth with long, languid strokes. I’m so lost in his kiss I don’t realize Rafael is pushing himself inside me. I feel it, but I can’t worry about it because I’m too focused on Enzo’s mouth, on how good this all feels, and ignore the fact I’m terrified of what’s about to happen. Nothing about this has hurt so far, and I trust neither of them will hurt me, but it’s the unknown stressing me out.

I feel the resistance of my body against Rafael, feel how firmly he’s pushing into me. It burns a little, but he goes as slow as he can, and each inch is more anticipated than the next. My heart is pounding, and I find myself wanting him to be all the way in. The first few inches have the most resistance, but once he gets past that, he slides right in and I let out a long, relieving sigh.

It feels so good, but I can’t move. Everything is so tight, so full.

Holy shit, I’m so damn full.

“Go nice and slow, Rafael,” Enzo says. Rafael grips my hips and pulls out, then slides all the way back in.

“Oh my god,” I breathe out, resting my forehead on Enzo’s. Rafael finds a slow, rhythmic pace that has me rocking forward and backward on Enzo. The guys’ groans mix as they use my body for their pleasure, working together to take from me whatever they want.

The way my body lights up is both shocking and thrilling. This is so much better than I thought it would be.

“Your ass feels so good,” Rafael whispers. I whimper when he presses deeper into me, his dick throbbing. I can’t describe the way it feels, other than just more. It’s like vaginal sex, but times ten. Not in the way it makes me want to come, but sensitive wise. I feel every bit of him.

“You can come whenever you want, Rafael,” Enzo says, giving him permission. Is he going to come again so soon? I’m not judging, just surprised he doesn’t need more time to recover.

He murmurs a “Thank you.”

“It’s your reward for being such a good boy for me and my wife.”

The way Enzo refers to me as his wife so possessively has my chest flooding with lust and warmth.

“I’ll always be a good boy for you,” Rafael grunts out, fingers tightening into my skin.

Enzo groans a satisfied sound.

It’s this moment I realize I could get used to this. Not all the time, because I want to enjoy my husband alone too. Being with both of them is fun, but there’s something different about the way Enzo is with me. More careful. Sweet. So attentive. I’m not sold on them two being together alone. I mean, Enzo and I don’t share a bed yet, and I’m supposed to let him fuck a man whenever he wants? Maybe in time it’ll be okay, when the three of us trust each other enough, but for now? This is good. This is so good.

Rafael’s movements become a little jerky, his breathing increasing, which pulls me from my thoughts and back to the here and now.

“Use my wife for your pleasure, Rafael. Enjoy her virgin ass.”

Jesus!

Rafael’s increased pace has my stomach fluttering like crazy, the sensations inside me going crazy. I feel like—oh my god! I’m going to come again. Just like this!

“Enzo,” I whine.

“What, angel?” he asks, smoothing his hand down my side and resting it on my hip. His other arm is still lazily behind his head, like he’s so relaxed and enjoying the show. Something about it so damn sexy, an image that’ll be burned into my brain.

“I want… I need—”

“Tell me what you need.”

“You to t-touch me.”

He reaches up to pinch my nipple, which isn’t what I meant, but it causes me to clench and Rafael to groan deeply behind me.

“I’m coming,” he grunts out.

“Good boy for telling me,” Enzo praises, thrusting beneath me harder, his cock stroking Rafael’s inside me.

Rafael’s cock pulses, and I feel it much more than when he comes in my pussy.