Page 83 of A Little Bit Reckless

I called out, the pain ripping through me in ways I hadn’t anticipated. I’d only done this one other time, but even regular use of my vibrator couldn’t prepare me for Wells Ambrose inside me. He got so deep my back lifted. My mouth opened, and I knew I’d feel him for a long time. Even after this was over, he’d still be there with me.

Good.

He felt so good, untamed. Wells’s abs worked while he labored, and his hand gripped my ankle so hard I thought he’d break me.

“I knew you’d feel so fucking good, Squeak,” he said, sweat on his brow and moisture beading his chest. He was glistening as his hair swayed with every thrust he made. His eyes closed. “My own personal heaven.”

He was mine too, and I lost my breath when he let go of my ankle and pressed his chest against mine. His slick pecs charged activity into my sensitive nipples.

“Fuck, you guys look so good like this,” Bru said from somewhere, but I definitely saw him when he kissed me.

They both kissed me.

We were dueling tongues again, all three of us, and when I opened my eyes, I noticed Bru’s hand. It was on his cock. He was pumping himself while he tasted Wells and me.

I didn’t know how I found myself to be in this moment, to have both of them. I closed my eyes and called out when Wells bit my mouth. He nearly drew blood, and I understood when I realized Bru was no longer a part of our kiss. He was behind Wells.

Bru spit into his hand.

That was all he did before forcing himself into Wells so hard that the bed moved. Wells growled, and Bru picked up right away. Bru’s hips slapped against Wells’s ass, and the momentum caused Wells to bury himself deeper inside me.

Oh my God.

I’d never felt anything like it. I was connected to them both in such an intense, intimate way. I held on to Wells, and at the same time, he held on to me. Wells kissed me, and from behind, Bru kissed Wells’s back. Bru also had his palms on the bed. Like he was shielding both Wells and me.

Like he was protecting all of us.

All three of us were in our own universe, a barrier of love and protection.

Perfection.

I’d never felt so connected to two people before, and like Wells said, I wouldn’t be able to let go either.

“I’m going to come,” Bru said, grunting. He grabbed my hand. “Can I come on you?”

He wanted to come on… me.

I nodded. I didn’t know exactly where he was going to come, but when he pulled out, Wells made room for Bru to get closer to me. It was like the two were so in sync that Wells just knew what Bru wanted to do.

Bru came on my breasts.

Thick ropes of cum surged out of his dick over my chest, and at the same time, Bru pinched my nipple. That sent me over the edge, my back lifting, and that was when Wells called out.

“Fucking fuck, you two,” Wells said, stiffening. His cock twitched inside me, and his face went beet red as he came too. Wells was holding my hips, but he collapsed when he finished. He caught himself though, but when he saw the cum on my breasts…

Wells’s tongue dragged across one of my nipples. Hetasted Bru’s cum, and the look in his eyes was wild. Like it was the best thing he’d ever tasted. LikeBru and Iwere the best thing he’d ever tasted. Watching him brought out a heat in Bru’s eyes. Bru squeezed Wells’s shoulder before Bru pressed lips to mine. Bru connected all three of us again. We were connected.

We were bound.

CHAPTER

TWENTY-EIGHT

Bru

“Dude, what the fuck!”

My eyes flashed open. A scream sounded, Bow’s voice…