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Chapter 20

Perfect Together

CHANCE

I lower Zara onto her king size bed, lifting my t-shirt over my head before lowering myself to kiss her.

Lev isn’t far behind me, discarding his own shirt and kissing Zara’s neck, while I take care of her lips.

When I close my fingers over the perfect globe of one of her tits, swallowing her moan, I realize Lev is doing the same with her other breast.

“You’re a little overdressed,” I chuckle, breaking the kiss to lift Zara’s t-shirt over her head.

“Holy shit.” Lev gasps when we see the purple lace of her bra.

It isn’t one of those padded things. Our girl doesn’t need it, and the lace is slightly see-through.

Zara’s nipples stand at attention, and we can get just a hint of their blush pink through the lace.

“If you have matching panties,” Lev grinds out. “I’m gonna lose my shit.”

Her smile tells me everything I need to know, so I let Lev do the honors of sliding the short denim skirt down Zara’s shapely hips.

“Fuck.” It’s my turn to voice my admiration for the tiny scrap of lace that does a poor job of hiding Zara’s smooth, perfect pussy.

My inner caveman is dying to rip that sexy underwear off of her and sink balls deep into her warmth.

But I know better than that. Even if this wasn’t Zara’s very first time, we need to make this good for her.

So I let my eyes drink their fill, waiting for Lev’s first move.

“You’re so beautiful,” he traces the edges of the purple lace of her bra over the swell of her chest. “This ok?” he asks, beginning to lower one strap down her shoulder. He goes slow enough, in case she wants to say no.

“Take it off,” she says, pointing to the clasp in the front. “But if I lose the bra, you both lose your sweatpants.”

“It’s only fair,” Lev chuckles.

As soon as Zara’s gorgeous tits are free, Lev sheds his sweatpants. But I hesitate.

“Chance,” she prompts, getting onto her knees and pulling at my waistband.

“Hm, I just… I’m not wearing anything underneath.” I admit.

She scoots closer, so that her soft chest touches mine. “It doesn’t matter. I think being naked is the idea for what we want to do, right? And it’s not like I haven’t seen you naked before, and you me.”

She’s right.

“I’ll tell you what,” she says. “I take your sweatpants off, and you help me with my panties.”

“Ok.” When she puts it like that, who am I to argue?

“Lev, you too.” She demands as she lowers my sweatpants down my hips.

Within seconds, we’re all naked. Like in the shower, this should be awkward, but for some reason, it isn’t.

Her eyes rove over my body, and Zara bites down on her bottom lip.

“Like what you see?” I chuckle nervously.

She traces the lines of my pecs and upper abs with gentle fingers, her eyes dipping lower and lower with every passing second. “You’re hot. Your thighs are so big and defined. And you have a perfect ass. Lev too. I think it’s all the hockey.”

I can’t help but smile at her praise. “I didn’t think girls were into butts.”

Zara giggles. “Of course we are. And yours is perfect. I’m into you, really. Both of you.”

I’m quicker than Lev at pulling her into my arms. “Talking about butts, yours is fucking fantastic.”

She wraps her thighs around my waist, kissing me hard. I hold her to me by the backs of her thighs and in this position, my erection is almost lined up with her pussy.

I’m glad she told me this is her first time, or I wouldn’t have been able to stop from pushing myself inside of her right now.

Instead, I change the angle so that my shaft is trapped between our bodies. I pump my hips, slowly dragging the underside of my cock over her slit.

In this position, I hit her clit with every slow thrust.

I know she likes it; at least judging by the way her breathing becomes more labored and by the way her kisses become hungrier.

But we aren’t alone, and Lev begins peppering open-mouthed kisses on the back of her neck. His mouth glides down her shoulders, following the delicate line of Zara’s spine.

“Hmm,” my best friend says. “Your ass is just as perfect, Zee. One day, I would love to fuck it.”

She squirms just a little, which has the effect of increasing the friction with my cock.

“You would like to fuck me there?” She breaks the kiss with me to look at Lev.

His smile is amused and a little cocky. “Only if you’re ok with it. But if you do, I promise I’ll make it feel good. Of course not tonight. We’ll have to train your little ass to take me.”

Redness rises to Zara’s face as she looks at my best friend. “If you say you’re going to make me feel good, then yes. I trust you.”

“Fuck.” Lev grabs her chin and captures her lips in a hot kiss. “Isn’t this the hottest thing you’ve ever heard?”

I nod, unable to say anything.

Lev deserves Zara’s trust. I almost fucked things up with her before I could even earn it.

My best friend is right. Our parents can ask us to be careful, but they can’t dictate our relationship. From the moment I met Zara, the attraction between us has done nothing but grow. I can’t fight it. I don’t want to fight it. I hate lying to my dad, but I can’t figure out my feelings by staying away from my stepsister.

“Come here, baby.” I pull her away from Lev and into my arms. When our lips meet, I try to show her how much I want her.

The way she kisses me, holding nothing back, gives me hope that I didn’t ruin everything. I have a real shot with her.

Lev and I work together, kissing Zara all over.

I’d be lying if I said that watching my best friend take Zara’s nipples into his mouth, licking and sucking on the hard points doesn’t turn me on.

I concentrate on her legs, kissing my way up her ankles and calves until I get to her toned inner thighs.

We need to make her feel good. I want to make her come before we take her.

A kernel of anxiety makes me hesitate with my mouth almost at the apex of her inner thigh. What if it hurts too much?

I lave the smooth, creamy skin with swirls of my tongue. We need to make sure that if there’s a little pain, the pleasure outweighs it tenfold.

Focused on what’s next, I’ve left a mark on Zara’s inner thigh. Satisfaction swells in my chest at the sight of the bruise I put there. Mine. I might have to share her with Lev tonight, but Zara is mine.

“Oh.” She gasps when I leave her thigh to run my lips over the bare skin of her slit.

I don’t put any pressure, I don’t use my tongue just yet. I just run my lips over her skin, smiling when I leave a scatter of goosebumps in my wake.

“Hmm.” She moans when I finally place a slightly harder kiss over her clit.

That’s all the encouragement I need to do it again and again. Each time I increase the pressure.

Zara lifts her hips to give me better access. That’s my cue that she’s ready for more. I touch her little bundle of nerves with the tip of my tongue.

“Yes!” she pants.

At first I keep the contact brief, almost too light. I want to build her up, letting the intensity grow without the sensation becoming painful.

“Chance, please.” She begs.

I smile against her pulsing clit. She’s ready for more. “I’ve got you, baby.”

I close my mouth over her clit, sucking for a second and then flicking my tongue a little harder than I’ve done so far.

She’s writhing under my mouth, her breathy gasps filling the room.

“Is Chance going to make you come, Zee?” Lev asks, leaving her tits to focus his attention on me and Zara.

“Hmm,” her bottom lip is trapped between her teeth, her pupils blown huge.

“Is she wet for us?”

“Come here and check for yourself.” I say, keeping my mouth where Zara needs it most, but scooting to the side to give Lev some space.

My best friend teases Zara’s entrance with his fingers. “Fuck, she’s soaked for us. How close are you, sweet girl?”

“So close.” Zara moans.

“Chance, keep going. I want to see if Zara can take one of my fingers.”

I do as I’m told, lapping at her clit but keeping my eyes on Lev.

He enters Zara with one finger, slowly pumping in and out of her.

“Do you like it, Zee?” he chuckles. “She’s squeezing my finger so hard. I think she might be ready for one more,” he adds for my benefit.

“Oh my God.” Zara pants when Lev adds a second finger.

“Are you gonna squeeze our cocks like this?” he starts pumping his fingers again, in and out, with a slight scissoring motion.

I understand what he’s doing. He’s trying to get her ready for us. The worry about this being painful for her comes back in full force.

We really need to make her come before this goes any further. Judging by Zara’s moans, however, I think she really is close. I renew my efforts, licking and sucking on her clit a little harder, while Lev fucks her with his fingers.

I know she’s just about to come when she goes suddenly still, her muscles tense to breaking point.

That’s my cue to give her a deep, open-mouthed kiss, letting my teeth touch her heated flesh, careful not to graze too hard.

That’s Zara’s undoing. She comes with a little scream, and Lev and I keep working her through her high.

When she comes down, I scoot up, eager to take her in my arms.

The way her head feels on my chest, her heated skin against mine, is everything.

Mine.

The feeling that this is where Zara belongs is stronger than ever.

ZARA

My body feels like goo in the best way possible.

Chance’s arms feel safe and solid, as he holds me, murmuring little nothings, his lips are as light as feathers on my face and neck.

Lev is on the other side of me, playing with my hair, his touch just as light and soothing.

I’ve never come this hard in my entire life. Of course, aside from last night in Lev’s car, the only orgasms I have as a comparison are the ones I gave myself.

I feel so relaxed right now, sandwiched between Lev and Chance, with the noise of the storm still raging outside, that I could almost fall asleep.

Something gets my attention though, banishing the sleep from my mind.

I might feel relaxed, but the men in my bed are definitely anything but. At least judging by the two hard-ons, one poking my back and the other one my thighs.

“Jesus.” Chance hisses as I run my nails over his balls, closing my fingers around the base of his thick shaft.

I shift in his arms, so that I’m lying more on my side. This way, Lev’s cock hits my cheeks. I thrust my hips, like in a little twerk, and smile at his groan.

“Guys, that was mind blowing. But I think we should take care of the two of you now.”

Lev thrusts back against my movements, his shaft now nestled in the crack between my buttocks. “If you need another moment,” he says, moving my hair to one side to touch the base of my neck with his lips. “We can wait. We have all night.”

Chance runs the pad of his thumb over my bottom lip. “Lev is right. But also, baby, if you just want to sleep, it’s ok. Nothing else has to happen tonight, unless you want it to. Right, Lev?”

“Yup. Chance is right.”

I appreciate how considerate they’re being. But while their mouths are saying one thing, their bodies are saying the opposite.

“But I thought we were going to go all the way tonight.” I say, turning around in Chance’s arms to look into Lev’s dark green eyes.

“Zee,” he says softly. “Tonight is about you. All I want—all Chance and I want—is for you to have a good time. Of course we want more, but not unless you’re ready.”

Chance murmurs his agreement.

“I was ready last night. But I’m grateful that you thought about doing this in a bed, where we know we’re going to be alone.”

Lev smiles. “Ok, then. Come here.”

His kiss is deep and unhurried. His lips massage mine before his tongue seeks entrance into my mouth.

Warmth invades me as Lev’s fingers come up to cup my jaw, tilting my head to deepen the kiss.

I let my hands wander down the hard planes of his chest and stomach, while Chance kisses the back of my neck. His hands come around to play with my breasts, his fingers pinching and tweaking my nipples.

“I love your touch,” Lev says when I reach his cock. “That feels good.” He praises me when I massage his balls, the same way I did with Chance earlier.

We kiss and touch, explore each other and my body definitely takes notice of the two men on either side of me.

Despite the intense orgasm they just gave me, my clit is already throbbing with need; my inner walls clenching in search of something.

“I want you.” I say to both of them.

It would be easy to misunderstand, but Lev knows exactly what I mean. “Zee, I hate to do this, but who do you want first?”

That has the potential to be a loaded question. For a second, I regret telling them that I haven’t had sex before. A part of me thinks it shouldn’t really matter. It doesn’t matter to me. But Chance and Lev are competitive and possessive, and I don’t want this “first” to acquire more meaning than it should have.

“I don’t care.” I say honestly. “I want you both, and I really can’t choose.”

“Someone has to go first.” Lev objects. “I mean, in theory, we could try to take you together. I’ve seen this thing where a woman takes two dicks in her pussy at the same time in porn. But I don’t think we should try to do that until you’re a little more used to taking us.”

He’s right.

The idea of both of them in my pussy at the same time is kind of hot, but I’d be lying if I said that it doesn’t terrify me right now.

“Yeah.” I agree. “But I still can’t choose.”

I can’t see Chance’s face, but I know he and Lev are looking at each other over my shoulder.

“I would really like to go first,” Chance finally says. “But I think it might be a better idea if you do, Lev.”

I turn, so I can look at both of their faces.

“I’m happy to be Zara’s first, but I want to know why. This isn’t something I can take back, dude. So if Zara can’t choose, I need to be sure that you aren’t going to resent me later.”

I appreciate the sentiment.

That’s part of why I don’t want to choose between them.

“It’s for a couple of reasons,” Chance offers. “First off, I kinda owe you. If you hadn’t put Zara’s wishes before your own, I wouldn’t even be here right now.”

“Fair.” Lev agrees. “And? You said you had a couple of reasons.”

“I’m not trying to sound cocky,” Chance’s eyes descend between his own legs. “But I’m aware that I’m packing a lot more than average. You’re not small by any means, but—I’m shitting myself at the idea of hurting Zara.”

My gaze settles on Lev. Chance is right about the fact that Lev isn’t small. They’re definitely both bigger than my ex, and judging by what I’ve seen on the internet, they’re both pretty gifted when it comes to size.

However, there’s big, and there’s Chance.

“I’m happy if Zara is happy.” Lev says, cupping my jaw.

I nod. “Yeah.”

Lev gives me a long, lingering kiss. “Chance and I can still do it together. Lay down in his arms, please. Your back to his chest.”

I don’t know exactly what Lev has in mind, but when I said that I trusted him, I meant it.

Once Chance is sitting against the pillows by the headboard, and I’m in his arms, the way Lev instructed, he kneels between my legs.

I can’t help but look at his cock jutting out toward me. Lev is so sexy that just looking at him makes my pulse pick up its pace.

Excitement courses through me, turning into liquid heat where I’m already throbbing with need. I’d be lying if I said that I’m not a little nervous, though. His fingers felt so big inside me, and they were nothing compared to the size of his thick, long shaft. How is he ever going to fit all that inside me without it hurting like a bitch?

Lev drags his shaft up and down my slit, the smooth, pink skin of his tip rubbing against my clit.

Electricity spreads to all my nerve endings, and I squirm in Chance’s arms.

I must look as nervous as I feel, because Lev reassures me. “I’ve got you, Zee. We’re going to go slow, and if it hurts and you want to stop, just say it. We don’t do anything unless you want it. It should hurt just at the beginning,” he says, lining up with my entrance. “I’ll—shit. I was so fucking excited that I forgot about protection. I’m a complete idiot.”

I trace his perfect jaw with my fingers. “You’re being too hard on yourself. I had forgotten about that too.”

“Yeah,” Lev almost whimpers. “But you didn’t leave the condoms in the car, outside in the Storm of the Century. Chances do you have any in the house?”

I can’t see Chance’s face, but I feel it when he shakes his head.

“Sorry, dude. I have some in my truck, in the garage. So we have to go outside to get them.”

Lev sighs. “How is it possible that you have no rubbers in the house?”

“You know, I never took hookups home. It makes sense to keep my condoms in the truck.”

“I guess then it’s either one of us ventures outside,” Lev says. “We go snoop in Ares’s old room or in the master bedroom, or we take a rain check.”

I almost laugh at his pun, since the rain hasn’t stopped or even remotely slowed down.

But I don’t want to wait. “Or,” I suggest. “We could do it without condoms. I’m on birth control and you both know I haven’t done this before. As long as you two are clean, and promise to let me know if you sleep with someone else?—”

“I’m clean. We just got tested last week when we went to get our medicals for the team. And you’re my girlfriend, Zee. I told you I’m not interested in anyone else.”

He did tell me, but it feels good to hear him say it again.

“I’m clean too.” Chance’s deep voice reverberates against me. “And we might not have put a label on what’s between us yet, but baby, I’m with Lev. You’re all I can think about.”

“Then it’s settled, if you’re ok with it.”

Lev leans down to kiss me again. “This might be your first time, but it’s a first for me, too. I’ve always used a condom before you.”

Chance echoes his best friend. “Same.”

I love the idea that this is something special between us.

“God,” Lev breaks the kiss, keeping his eyes on mine. “You’re so beautiful.”

His hips snap forward, and the smooth, warm skin of his tip presses against my opening.

I feel him inching forward, and for a second, I think this isn’t going to hurt. But I realize how wrong I was when he really starts entering me.

Sharp, tearing pain shoots through me and I tense up, grabbing Lev’s biceps so hard that my knuckles turn white.

“We’re almost there,” Lev whispers. “Breathe, Zara. I promise it’s going to stop hurting in just a second.”

Easy for him to say, since he isn’t the one being split in two by something the size of a twenty-four ounce can of beer.

“You’re doing so well, baby,” Chance says, kissing his way down my neck. His fingers find my nipples, distracting me from the pain that’s radiating from where Lev is pushing all the way inside me.

“That’s it. I’m inside you.” His forehead rests against mine, his hip bones rubbing against mine.

I’m throbbing, but the excitement of a minute ago has been replaced by pain.

“Relax, baby.” Chance coos. “The hardest part is over. Breathe.”

I concentrate on the gentle, rhythmic way he’s massaging my tits, rubbing the tips of my nipples with the pads of his thumbs.

My muscles finally relax, and the pain begins to fade.

“Are you ok, Zee?” Lev asks, and I nod. “Good girl. I’m going to start moving now. Let me know if it hurts. I promise I’ll go slow.”

He stays seated inside me, just moving his hips slowly grinding into me.

I’m relieved when it doesn’t hurt. I feel… nothing.

Or to be more specific, I feel a little numb. I guess I’ll take numb instead of the searing pain of a few moments ago.

Lev keeps up his slow, gentle grinding and my body starts getting used to his invasion. I feel myself getting wetter and wetter with every slow thrust.

“Oh.” I moan, when he rears back just slightly to surge all the way back in.

Somewhere deep within me, my body reacts with a tiny spark of pleasure.

“Did I hurt you?” Lev stops mid-thrust, his brows creased with worry.

“No.” I reassure him. “That felt… good.”

He leans down to kiss me, crushing me into Chance.

The movement causes his angle to shift, hitting a spot that sends more pleasure to all my nerve endings. The sensation created by Lev’s thrusts combined with Chance’s arms around me is like nothing I’ve ever felt before.

Before I know it, I’m meeting Lev’s thrusts, grinding my hips. My heart is beating in a strange tempo with each time he plunges into me.

The throbbing pain is replaced by the good kind of throbbing, and I spur Lev on.

He goes deeper, faster. His pulse is just as quick as mine, and I feel him pulsing inside me.

Lev gets harder and harder and my body is completely on board with how he feels inside me. My inner walls begin to flutter, hugging him tighter and tighter.

“Fuck,” Lev pants, buried inside me to the hilt. “You feel so good, Zee. I’m not gonna last much longer. Do you think you could come like this?”

I swallow, willing my breathing to slow down so I can answer his question. “I don’t know. It feels good, so good. But it’s different from when you were touching me or kissing me there.”

“We’ve got you, baby,” Chance’s lips are close to my ear. “Dude, if you shift and sit up a little, I would love to help Zara get there.”

I don’t know what he’s planning to do, but I trust him.

Lev looks so sexy as he holds the backs of my legs to keep me still while he drives into me over and over. I love the way the corded muscles in his arms pop with the exertion.

But Lev isn’t the only one who shifts. Chance has changed his position just enough to be able to reach between my thighs.

“Oh.” I gasp at the first contact of his fingers with my clit.

“Tell me if it’s too much, baby. Ok?”

He begins rubbing slow, light circles over my most sensitive spot and it feels like heaven.

“I’m so fucking close.” Lev grunts.

“Me too.” I tell them, as my clit is pulsing with increased intensity with every touch of Chance’s fingers.

Lev stills and the feeling of his cock pulsing inside me, and flooding me with warmth, is out of this world.

It feels so good that combined with Chance’s touch, it pushes me into my own orgasm.

“I hope this was at least half as good as it was for me, Zee.” Lev says, a few moments later, dipping his head to kiss me, but staying inside me just a little longer.

“It hurt at first,” I say honestly. “But then it was good. Better than good. Great.”

Chance’s lips play with my earlobe. “I’m glad your first time was good.”

Lev chooses that moment to slip out of me and I shift to face my stepbrother. I straddle him, playing with the blond stubble that’s barely visible on his jaw. “My first time isn’t over yet. I want you too, Chance.”

I prove that I mean it by closing my fingers around the base of his erection.

His cock twitches in response, the muscle in his jaw popping as he tries to keep his self-control. “Are you sure, baby? I’m gonna be honest with you. I want you more than I’ve ever wanted anything in my life. But not if you’re sore. I can wait if you need me to.”

I give him a slow stroke, from base to tip, rubbing the pad of my thumb over the sensitive spot right under his crown. “I don’t want to wait.” I say softly.

“Thank fuck.” Chance chuckles. “I really want to know how it feels to be inside you, baby. But I’m still scared to hurt you.”

I’d be lying if I said that his size doesn’t intimidate me, but my desire for him is far greater than my fear of pain.

“Then take me,” Chance says. “If you’re on top, you’re in complete control, and you can stop if it hurts too much. Besides, the view is fucking fantastic.”

“My view is pretty great, too.” I smile, letting my eyes travel the length of Chance’s perfect body.

Lev’s strong, slightly rough hands land on my hips. “I’ll steady you, Zee.”

I line myself up with Chance’s cock. I’m soaking wet between my own arousal and Lev’s cum, and that’s a blessing in disguise.

Even with all the extra lubrication, Chance is a lot to take in. My inner walls are stretched to the max, as I lower myself onto him, inch after inch. It burns a little, but it’s a good kind of burn. Maybe because I want him so fucking much.

“You’re doing so well, baby.” Chance praises me. “I love how well you take my cock.”

It’s a little hard to believe, but he’s completely inside me. I like this position. Even the contact between my lower lips and his crotch sends a tingling pleasure everywhere.

I give myself a few seconds to get used to his size, and then I clench around him. It’s like my inner walls can’t help it, so I squeeze him in synch with my accelerating heartbeat.

“Oh fuck, baby.” Chance gasps. “You feel incredible. And you’re so fucking beautiful.”

His big hands come to cup my tits, and I grind my hips.

Pleasure shoots right between my legs as Chance plays with my nipples, and I experiment with angles.

“Oh my God.” I pant. “This feels good.” I found an angle that has my clit rub against Chance’s pubic bone each time I move.

I soon get into a rhythm, and I can’t believe it, but I find myself right on the edge of something powerful.

“Chance, I think I’m gonna come.” I know I sound surprised, but he smiles at me.

“Thank fuck, because I’m barely holding on. You look too hot. Watching myself going in you is better than any porn on the planet.”

I follow his gaze to where we connect. “I can’t see much.”

Chance’s lips quirk up in a daring smile. “You’re going to have to trust me. But if you don’t believe me, next time we can do it in front of a mirror, and you can see it for yourself.”

Just the idea makes me increase my pace.

I chase my own pleasure, and when Chance starts thrusting up to meet my movements, I fall.

He isn’t far behind me. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” He bands his arms around my waist, pressing tightly against me, as he follows me over the edge.

I don’t know when Lev let go of my hips, but I feel his lips on the back of my neck when Chance loosens his hold on me.

We’re a sweaty mess, and I realize that I’m the messiest, as I feel their cum starting to trickle down my thighs, as I crash down on the pillows by Chance’s side.

“I know I need a shower, but I’m too exhausted. It’ll have to wait until tomorrow morning.” I say, my lid feeling heavy.

“I’ve got you, Zee.” Lev says, not for the first time tonight.

I’m vaguely aware of him running into my en-suite bathroom.

“This will do until we shower.”

I don’t even open my eyes, but I feel a wet, warm cloth cleaning between my legs.

Then the mattress dips and I’m sandwiched between them again. Chance and Lev are holding me tight, and it feels so right that it’s almost scary.

I know they expect me to choose eventually, but if anything, tonight confirmed that I can’t. What if that never changes?

My mind is as tired as my body, though. I know I’m not going to find the answer to that question tonight, so I succumb to the bone-deep tiredness that drags me under.

My last coherent thought is that the storm is still going strong outside, but I’m safe between my boyfriend and my stepbrother.