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I laughed and nodded my chin against his back. “I am.”

Dakota tried turning, but I rolled off him and dropped nimbly to the floor again. “Come…” I said, taking his hand.

He stirred slowly but silently, allowing me to lead him from the room. We crossed the hallway together and pushed our way into Kyle’s bedroom, where I motioned for my gentle giant to close the door behind us.

“Hey,” Kyle said, looking me over. His gaze jumped to Dakota, then back to me. “Oh.”

He gave me a knowing smile, even as I led Dakota in the direction of the bed.

“I thought you wanted the each of us alone tonight?”

I stopped at the edge of the bed. Reaching out I pulled Kyle’s head to my chest, sighing as his mouth closed over one warm nipple. At the same time, I felt Dakota’s strong arms slip themselves around my waist.

“A girl can change her mind you know…” I cooed softly.

Forty-Five

SAMMARA

“MMMMmmmm…” I cried, scratching at Dakota’s back. I held onto him for leverage, to claw him even deeper inside me. To keep myself anchored against his hard chest, as he drove his cock slowly in and out of my swollen, pink sheath…

But I also held him for another reason: to keep my body as steady as possible while Kyle surged upward… burying himself deep in my ass.

“Ohhhh… GOD!””

It wasn’t something I got on a regular basis, or asked for very often. But when I was in the mood for it? To feel totally owned and taken, sandwiched between two warm bodies to the point of sheer, joyful delirium?

No one did double-penetration better than Kyle and Dakota.

I had to remember to breathe, the whole thing was always so

intense. The feeling of fullness as I settled down on Kyle’s seemingly endless erection. The sensation of warmth as the lubricant soothed my tight little hole, giving me comfort, relaxing me so I could enjoy every last inch of him packed all the way inside me.

FUCK. ME.

It never got any better than this. Having one lover buried firmly in each of my holes. Being able to feel their arms around me, from in front and behind, all while experiencing me at the same time… and me them.

It was a mental effort just to keep myself straight. To keep myself sane. Each time it happened I remembered how good it felt to be so gloriously ensconced by sweat and skin and muscle. Pressed tightly from one side, and guided up and down by the other…

“Easy,” Kyle whispered, somewhere over my shoulder. “Just go easy.”

This certainly wasn’t the first time they’d DP’d me, but it was the first time trying it like this. Kyle had sat on the edge of the bed, holding himself firmly while I lowered myself onto him. I was facing away — facing Dakota — who supported my weight while it went in, ever-so gradually…

My God.

As the two globes of my ass settled onto my first lover’s thighs, Dakota helped lift my feet onto the bed. I was squatting on top of Kyle now, his cock buried achingly deep in my ass. Facing away from him, my legs spread, my pussy exposed...

“My turn.”

Dakota took his time entering me from the front, making sure I wouldn’t be hurt. He was so big. So tall and wide and broad the whole thing seemed virtually impossible…

And yet here I was. Bouncing gently on Kyle’s cock as he held me up, one hand beneath each cheek of my ass. And Dakota, gliding his way inside me. Keeping my legs spread with his strong hands. Leaning forward to plant kisses all along my neck and shoulder, while the two of them rocked in and out of me.

Holy fuck.

I’d been taken by Jason and Ryan, and I felt like I’d brought them both home. But right here, right now, with Kyle and Dakota bringing me to new heights of simultaneous fulfillment?’

Now it felt like I was the one being grounded and brought back to earth.