Page 40 of Furious (The Six Six Six Rule #2)

I nod. “Yeah. These are cute. They even have jewel-stones at the ends. But please, let’s start with the smallest one.

The big one looks a little intimidating.

” I observe, even though the biggest plug in the set is still small compared to all three of my guys both when it comes to girth and length.

“And those round things there look a little scary.”

I point at a string of balls connected by thin bars of what looks like silicon.

“Those are anal beads.” Lev explains. “And we can definitely work our way up to them. But Zee, if you change your mind, or anything feels uncomfortable or unpleasant, I want you to tell us straight away. Before it even starts to get even close to pain. Do you promise me that?”

I nod again. “Yeah. I promise.”

“Then do you want to try the smallest one?”

“Sure.” I agree, the spot between my legs throbbing with anticipation.

Chance kisses my ear lobe, tormenting it gently with his teeth. “Fuck, that sounds hot. But I hope you have some lube, dude. Or we might not be able to start playing with that set.”

“Just ahead of you.” Lev grins, pulling the second item out of the bag and producing a small dark purple bottle. “Come, Zee. We’ll be more comfortable over here.”

He beckons me to the chaise part of the big sectional leather couch in the room, laying down his and Chance’s t-shirt under me for my comfort.

Lev kneels by my head, lowering his lips to mine. “If you don’t like it, you say the word straight away, agreed?” He murmurs after a searing hot kiss.

“Agreed.” It’s impossible to hide the way my voice is trembling.

“Chance, will you help Zara to relax a little?” Lev asks.

I know by the outlines of the obvious hard-ons in their boxer briefs that Chance and Lev are just as excited as I am about exploring new things together.

“Have I ever told you how sexy you are, baby?” Chance whispers, peppering open-mouthed kisses along the waistband of my panties.

I feel myself growing wetter with every passing second as Lev goes back to lave my tits with his undivided attention.

Gentle fingers slide my panties down my hips and once I’m free from the garment, his mouth hovers over the inside of my thighs. His kisses become light and teasing as he travels to the apex of my thighs.

“Oh God.” I moan when he flicks his tongue over my pulsing clit.

That’s all the encouragement he needs to start eating me out, licking and sucking on my most sensitive spot the same way Lev is doing with my nipples.

They work together, guided by my moans and my labored breathing.

At a certain point, Lev stops playing with my tits. I miss the silky, warm caress of his mouth, but I soon stop paying attention to him because Chance has ramped up his pace between my legs.

His tongue delivers a series of hot flicks against my sensitive clit. Just when I think I’m about to tumble over the edge, he changes things up by slanting his whole mouth over my pussy.

My skin is throbbing and tingling, my toes curling up as I brace myself for the orgasm that keeps evading me every time Chance changes pace.

I’m tense, close to snapping point, chasing the high that I know is inevitable at this point.

My eyes are squeezed shut, my hands fisting the soft cotton of the t-shirts Lev put under me. Just a tiny bit to the right, just a little faster and I …

Chance keeps his mouth on me, but he shifts position.

I’m about to beg him to let me come when a new sensation makes me open my eyes.

Something cold trickles down my opening and I know what it is when I see Lev pouring from the little bottle of lube that was in his bag.

“Keep going, Chance.” He says, massaging the lube down around my other hole. “Make her come all over your tongue.”

My stepbrother doesn’t need to be told twice. As Chance sucks on my clit a little harder, I feel something blunt and slippery pressing against my little hole.

“Push against it, sweet girl.” Lev instructs me.

The butt plug goes in easily. It doesn’t hurt at all. It isn’t very different from when Lev used his finger, so I relax against the feeling of having something in there.

“Hmm, that looks so fucking hot.” Chance moans against my clit. His next lick is the one that’s my undoing.

I come hard, tightening my thighs against his head. I feel myself pulse at the contact with Chance’s mouth; it’s an odd but intense sensation as my pussy clenches around nothing and my ass contracts against the butt plug.

“Fuck.” Chance wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, his eyes focused between my legs. “If that isn’t the hottest thing I’ve ever seen, I don’t know what fucking is.”

“I agree.” Lev’s voice is a low, deep rasp. He’s looking at that same spot, but his hand is fisting the base of his erection over his underwear. “How are you, Zee?” he asks, his gaze meeting mine.

“Hmm.” It’s the only sound that comes out from me, as I’m floating in another dimension where my body is still trembling with the aftershocks of the orgasm Chance just gave me.

“I think that means she’s ok.” Chance chuckles.

I nod, letting my eyes take in his handsome face and the work of art that is his body.

My stepbrother is tall and his hard, defined muscles are carved in stone. His chest is wide and sculpted, his washboard abs are a perfect six-pack. But my favorite thing is that cut V on his hips that points to the impressive erection between his legs.

“Zee,” Lev says. “Do you want me to take the plug out and take you upstairs to shower, or do you want to see how it feels to have both your ass and your pussy filled at the same time?”

I don’t want this to be over. I love the way Chance and Lev make me feel when I’m with either of them, but nothing compares to the pleasure they deliver when the three of us are together.

“We can shower later.” I smile.

He brushes my lips with his, moving away when I try to tease the seam of his mouth with my tongue and nipping playfully at my bottom lip instead. “Chance, why don’t you fuck her? I want to look at you filling that tight little pussy while that pretty jewel is decorating her perfect ass.”

“Do you want me to fuck you, baby?” Chance’s eyes are the deepest sapphire blue and the way he’s looking at me right now makes my breath hitch in my throat.

“Yes, Chance. Please, I want you to fuck me.”

There’s heat and passion in those dark blue depths, but also love and reverence.

Lev looks at me the same way. I’ve never felt so wanted, so sexy, so safe.

The second that thought forms in my head, I realize it isn’t true. There is another man who looks at me like that, too. I wish Ares was here with us. I miss him every minute of every day.

Chance leans over me, taking my lips in a kiss that tells me how much he wants me better than a thousand words.

Our tongues tangle, and my mind goes blissfully blank. I’ll worry about choosing, racing and our parents later. Right now, all I need is right here. Chance and Lev deserve my full attention.

My fingers find the waistband of Chance’s boxer briefs and I pull them down.

I’ve seen his cock a few times by now, but every time his erection springs free, I marvel that it fits inside my body.

Chance is thick, long and perfect. A part of me wants to wrap my lips around the head of his cock and suck him into my mouth; but the desire to feel him inside me wins the battle in my head.

As soon as his boxer briefs land on the floor, I fist the base of his hard shaft, guiding him toward my opening.

His blue eyes are focused on the action and as soon as our skin touches, he begins to push inside me.

“One of these times,” he grinds out. “I need to take you in front of a mirror, so you can see how hot it looks when I’m inside you like this.”

Just the thought of that makes me pulse as my inner muscles squeeze him.

“Jesus.” He groans. “Between this view and the way you feel, I don’t know how long I’m going to last.”

I smile. “You already made me come. I don’t want you to worry about that. Just take what you want, Chance. I want you to fuck me just thinking about what feels good to you right now.”

Chance’s response is a low chuckle. “You always feel perfect, baby. But the thing that feels best is the way you pulse around me when you come. So I better last if I want to get to feel that.”

Whatever I might have wanted to say in response fades away when my stepbrother starts moving.

I’ve never felt so full in my life. Chance’s thick shaft presses against the plug and the feeling is out of this world. I’m tight, sensitive, so wet that his big cock slides in and out of me very easily.

He grabs the backs of my thighs, pulling me closer. In this position, his pubic bone hits my clit every time he plunges inside me to the hilt.

If Chance was worried about not lasting long enough for me to come, it’s safe to say that I might surprise him and come quicker than I’ve ever experienced.

Sex with Chance feels amazing, however there’s something—or I should probably say someone—that prevents me from getting lost in the pleasure that’s just within reach.

I turn my head to the side to look at Lev.

He’s kneeling on one side of me on the chaise, slowly stroking himself through his underwear.

“Hey babe,” I call, meeting his green eyes. “This feels amazing, but do you know what would make it better?”

I don’t wait for his answer.

“I want you to take me, too. I want you to fuck my mouth.”

Lev’s eyes glaze over with lust, but he hesitates. “Are you sure? Zee, this is a lot. I don’t want you to feel like you have to do anything. I can wait or I can get myself off while you watch. I wish you could see how hot you look with Chance fucking your pussy and that pretty plug in your butt.”

I love that he’s thinking about my comfort before his own pleasure, but I reassure him. “I promise I’m not overwhelmed. Come closer please.”

He does as he’s told.

“Fuck.” He grunts when I swirl my tongue around his cockhead.

I tease him for a few seconds, then I take his pink, velvety tip into my mouth and suck slowly and gently.