Page 53 of Cueball & Double-Z (Alpha’s Rejects #5)

I lay there, my head resting in the crook of Gio’s neck as he trailed delicate fingers across my back while Marco worked me open.

Gio’s groans and grunts were so cute. “Fuck… I don’t know how much longer I can go just sitting here, not moving, as Marco’s fingers graze over my dick,” he complained. I huffed a laugh, but didn’t move.

“Wait until my cock is rubbing against yours,” Marco said. “Frotting will be nothing in comparison.”

“Oh, god… I’m going to die.”

After several minutes, Marco removed his fingers, leaving Gio and me gasping. Fuck, I wanted to move so much, but I knew I couldn’t. Not just to get Marco inside me, but because they were the ones who would do most of the work, especially Marco.

“Ready for me, sweetness?”

I nodded into Gio’s shoulder, who was still holding me, protecting me, loving me.

“You both have been so good for me, but keep still and let me get in there.”

I held my breath when Marco nudged the tip of his cock against my hole, and Gio noticed. “Breathe, baby. Breathe.”

Inch by agonizing inch, Marco worked himself inside, stretching me.

It burned. No doubt. But I kept bearing down, pushing, allowing him inside my already full hole as Gio moved in and out.

Sweat gathered on my back and forehead. I was panting, heaving, and my heart hammered as I got used to the stretch and burn.

Marco’s large hand slid up my back, massaging fingers as he went. “You okay, sweetness?”

All I could do was nod and give him a thumbs-up.

Once he was finally seated inside me, we all sat there, unmoving, allowing me to adjust for a moment. Then Marco eased out and pushed back in.

God, they were both really inside me. I finally got my sandwich. Gio thrust as much as he could as Marco pumped in and out of me. The thought of both of my men filling me was enough to make me high. My prostate was happy, sending waves of euphoria through me.

Gio was panting the word fuck over and over again. I had no idea what it felt like to have your cock being fucked over by another, but I could imagine it felt amazing.

Soon, the room was filled with moans, dirty talk, groans, whimpers, and heavy breathing.

Hands and fingers were all over me as two cocks sank in and out of my hole.

This was heaven. This was better than I’d even imagined it to be.

I felt completely used, and I was in pure ecstasy as I lay there on top of Gio.

No one said a word as we got completely lost in the moment and each other. My cock was desperate for relief. All the pumping and humping pushed me back and forth across Gio, giving my dick the friction it needed as Gio’s cock continuously rubbed against my favorite spot.

I was sweating profusely now. My hair was a drenched mess.

Marco’s fingers dug into my hips as he also dripped sweat onto my back.

My spine tingled, and the first threads of my orgasm electrified me.

I kept being pushed over the edge, thinking I was about to come, but then it’d subside for a moment before I was pushed again.

Fuck, I was consumed by them. Skin on skin. Sweat mingling with sweat. They were inside and out of me. All over. I felt owned. My hole was being abused. I’d never felt closer to my guys than I was at that moment.

My cock slid across Gio’s slick stomach for the last time. That was it. A whimper escaped me as my toes curled and I released all over Gio, pumping and throbbing on him .

“Fuck yeah…” he breathed, feeling me come on him. “So fucking hot.”

“He came?” Marco asked.

“Yeah, no one fucking touched him either. Sexy as hell. And fuck… this shit is tight. I’m so damn close.”

As I lay there limply, dead, letting them use me as their plaything, someone finally came inside me. Hot cum rushed, filling me. It was Gio because he cried out and clawed at my back, his heart hammering against mine.

“Hang on,” Marco breathed. “Hang on tight.”

His fingers dug hard into me as he thrust harder and faster, grunting each time he sank back into me. A minute later, he was coming into me, too.

I smiled into Gio’s neck, loving how their cum mixed inside me, like they both marked their territory.

“Holy shit, that was… that was…” Marco panted, falling on top of me.

His cock quickly slid out of me now that they were softening, taking Gio’s with him.

Then the cum leaked out. I loved that feeling.

Marco’s body was heavy on mine. Being squeezed between them, along with all their kisses on me, I felt so fucking loved, safe, and protected.

Once our hearts had settled, we climbed off each other, our skin cooling with sticky cum and sweat.

We needed a shower, but snuggles first. I wanted to be held.

Marco ran a hand through my wet hair, pushing the bangs away from my face, before pressing a quick kiss to my lips. “Was it everything you hoped it would be?”

I bit my bottom lip, smiled, and nodded. ‘Even better,’ I signed.

Gio pinched my chin and turned my head to face him. “You like being our little sandwich?”

‘I love it.’

Gio chuckled. “I swear to god, you’re the cutest and sexiest fucking thing ever.”

“Agreed,” Marco said.

Marco and Gio didn’t let me get up to clean myself. They used warm washcloths to wipe away all the sweat and cum. And Marco made sure my ass wasn’t injured. I felt fucking worshiped. I felt like a god .

Eventually, we had showers and something to eat. I sat on Marco’s lap as he fed me a bite of his ham sandwich, loving how they both took such good care of me. They both did.

This was my heaven.

This was my home.

No matter what happened from here on out, as long as they were in my life, I would always be happy.