Page 11 of Kylan (The Wylde Street Boys #3)

ELEVEN

KYLAN

I wanted this to be perfect.

I took all the time I needed to make sure I was properly ready. Cleaned out, scrubbed clean, a spritz of body mist, a touch of lip gloss.

Some frilly panties under a flowy, tiered, very short pink skirt. No shirt, but a long pink beaded necklace. And I wrapped one around my wrist for a bracelet as well.

And my favourite vibrating butt plug, doused in lube and set to pulse while I got dressed.

I was so ready for this.

I needed this.

And I needed them to not have to wait. To not hold back. I needed them to fill me and fuck me, to own me however they dared.

I needed them to show me what I meant to them. What this relationship was.

What it could be .

There was so much unknown territory ahead of us and I needed something familiar. Comforting.

And that was me, in the middle of them.

I switched the butt plug off, letting the absence of sensations settle through me. With a belly full of nerves, I took one last look at myself in the mirror—smiling at who I saw smiling back at me—and opened my door.

And stopped.

Marek and Leon were waiting in the hallway.

Leon leaning against the wall, head turned my way, eyes dark as onyx. A very prominent bulge in his jeans.

Oh god.

Marek was closer. He smiled at me, licking the corner of his mouth. “Oh, princess,” he whispered. “You look so beautiful. Do a full turn for us. Let us see you.”

A rush of warmth flooded through me, my skin feeling flushed and tingly. I went to my tiptoes, touched the beads on my chest, and turned around. When I had my back to them, I slid my skirt up so they could see what I’d done for them.

When I turned back to face them, Marek’s nostrils were flared and Leon pushed off the wall. “You are so pretty,” he said, voice low and gruff. “So perfect.”

He came to stand alongside Marek, and I handed Leon the remote control. “For you, daddy.”

He grunted as he took it, and while they both watched me, he pressed the On button.

Jolts of pleasure seared through me and I gasped, my hands flailing before I could control my reaction.

I was so high-strung, so turned on.

Marek held his hand out for me to take. “Does that feel good, princess?”

I nodded, not trusting my voice at first. The urge to arch my back, to claw at the walls was strong. “Yes, daddy,” I said, voice strained.

Leon held out his hand for me, and they led me into their bedroom. They both turned to me and I felt so small, so in awe of them, how big they were, how strong.

“Are you sure this is what you want?” Marek whispered, his finger tracing the beads up my torso. “Tell us how you feel.”

“I feel... I feel close. I feel safe and happy, but also a little... adrift. Everything ahead of me is unknown and I’m excited but I also need something familiar. I need you both to show me, remind me. I need you both. That’s where I feel safest. That’s where I feel the most loved.”

Leon hummed, almost a tortured sound. “I need you too,” he said, pulling me against him. His hands covered my back, my arse.

Marek stepped in behind me, sandwiching me.

The way I fucking loved it.

Leon pressed the vibrator up a level and I cried out, but they held me firm. Surrounded me, encased me with their bodies, their hands. I could feel their erections, how much they wanted me, how much they needed me.

If pleasure was a fire, then I damned near fucking burned.

Marek held my hips and ground his erection against my arse, against the butt plug. “I can feel the vibrations,” he said. “Fuck. ”

“Please, daddy,” I murmured. “I need you both. I need you both to have me. Own me, show me, please.”

Leon grunted, raked his hand through the back of my hair, and pulled my head back so he could crush his mouth to mine.

Hot, demanding, invading.

Perfect.

And the way Marek was holding my hips, his erection pressed firm against the butt plug... it was heaven.

“Let me taste,” Marek said.

Leon turned me around, quickly grinding his cock against my arse while Marek plundered his tongue into my mouth. I was on edge, my balls so heavy, my cock hard.

Then Leon went to his knees behind me. He lifted my skirt, pulled my panties to one side, and inspected the butt plug. He hummed, tapping it a few times, wiggling it, and I cried out into Marek’s kiss.

Marek held me strong and chuckled. “Such a good boy. Is it too much?”

I nodded. Because it was. Sensation overload. But somehow... “Too much,” I breathed. “Not enough.”

Then the butt plug stopped vibrating and Leon pulled it out. I gasped and clung to Marek. He held me tight, supporting me. And Leon spread my arse cheeks and hummed.

“Such a beautiful gape,” he murmured. Then he inserted his tongue into my hole.

I went up onto my toes, clinging to Marek, moaning as Leon ate my arse. “Oh god, daddy,” I cried, my voice high, strung tight.

Marek chuckled, warm and throaty in my ear. “Save some for me,” he said.

Leon removed his tongue and kissed up my spine, gently nipping the skin on my shoulder. “He got himself ready for us,” Leon said. Then he took my hand and led me to kneel on the bed. “Spread yourself wide so daddy can taste you.”

I was flush all over, ready and so fucking willing.

I leaned forward, offering my arse, and Marek spread my cheeks and tasted me.

Ate me.

“Fuck, that’s hot,” Leon murmured.

“Daddy,” I whined. “Need your cock in me.”

Leon crawled onto the bed and positioned himself in front of me. “Take daddy’s cock out,” he said.

I couldn’t get it out fast enough. So thick and hard, scent of arousal strong.

Intoxicating.

“Good boy,” he whispered. “Now suck it.”

I took him straight in deep, sucking hard and fast. He fisted my hair and hissed, and then Marek’s mouth was gone from my arse, soon replaced by the head of his cock.

This is what I needed.

This is what I craved.

Marek pushed into me, long and deep in one slow thrust. “Oh god,” he said, breath hitching. “Pretty boy feels so good. ”

“Look at how he takes both of us,” Leon said, fucking my mouth. “He was made for us.”

I pulled off Leon’s cock. “Both of you.”

Those words were out before I’d registered them, but it was what I wanted.

No. It was what I needed .

Leon took my chin in his hand and drew me up. It changed the angle Marek was hitting and I whined as Leon kissed me.

“You are so beautiful like this,” Leon said, his eyes dark. “In your pretty skirt with daddy’s cock buried in your arse. I love how you love it.”

And holy fuck, did I love this . . .

“I want you both,” I said. I was fast approaching that happy place, that place of bliss where nothing else existed. Getting railed by one while the other held me and praised me.

But I wanted them both.

“Inside me,” I said. “At the same time. Both of you. I need it.”

Leon stared and Marek stopped fucking me, his hands stilling my hips.

“You want us to DP you?” Leon asked. His eyes were intense and deadly serious. “You told us before you didn’t think that was for you.”

“And now I need it,” I said. “Please, daddy. Please say yes. Please. If you want me to beg...”

He groaned, and he and Marek had some silent conversation above my head.

“Are you sure, baby doll?” Marek asked .

“You said if I wanted something, I should ask, and now I’m asking and you deny me,” I said, surprised by how emotional I was. This was desperation and?—

Marek pulled out of me.

“No,” I cried, turning to look at him. “Don’t pull out, I need you?—”

He was quick to pull me close, holding me to his chest. “Okay, baby,” he crooned. “You need this so bad, huh?”

I nodded, about to tell him just how bad I needed it when I realised that Leon was getting into position. Lying on the bed propped up by the pillows, his erect cock ready, waiting.

“Be a good boy,” Marek said. “And sit on daddy’s cock.”

Leon held his hand out for me, which I took. “Come here, princess.”

He held my hand as I positioned his cock at my hole.

“Wait,” Marek said. “Let me add more lube.”

“I already did that,” I said, needing them to know I was a good boy.

“You’ll need more,” Leon said. “We don’t want to hurt you.”

While Marek slicked us all up, I tried to clear my mind.

I wanted this. I needed this so fucking bad. I expected the stretch, the burn. I was prepared for that. Because if it meant they were in me together, then I was more than willing .

“Okay, baby doll,” Marek murmured. “Daddy’s ready for you. You can tell us at any time to stop, and we will.”

I nodded, and with Leon holding my hands, I sank down on his hard cock. He was big, and most of the time he fucked me after Marek because then I was adequately stretched for him, so I knew taking both was going to be a lot...

The butt plug had stretched me, Marek’s cock had stretched me, and Leon felt so good... the way he gritted his teeth, the way his nostrils flared. The way he kept completely still...

His self-control turned me on.

Marek pushed my shoulders down and Leon quickly put his arms around me.

This was my favourite position. One of them holding me while the other fucked me...

But now I was about to take both.

Marek shuffled in behind me, rubbing my back. “Take a deep breath, sweetheart,” he said.

Then he was pushing for entry.

My body recoiled because there was no way, no way I could take them both.

But Leon held me still, his strong arms around me, his gentle voice in my ear. “You can take us,” he whispered. “Take both your daddies, just like you wanted. I know you can.”

Marek had one hand on my back, one gripping my hip, and he pushed in. The breach was too much. They were too big, too much. I cried out, the need to tell them to stop was on the tip of my tongue .

But then I saw Leon’s face.

The pleasure, the intensity, the wonder.

His nostrils flared, his neck corded with restraint, his body trembling. He looked fraught with pleasure, his mouth open in surprise.

And to know that I’d made this big strong man lose his composure, that I’d made him look like that. That I’d brought him pleasure like that...

I forgot my own pain for a minute.

And then Marek began to move, to control our bodies, and there was no pain at all.

I was so full. I was so open.

Both their cocks sliding in a tug of war of pleasure.

“Oh fuck,” Leon cried, his fingers digging into my hips. “I need to come already. Fuck, Marek your cock feels so good. Kylan, baby. You’re so fucking perfect.”

Then Marek wrapped an arm around my chest, forcing me to lean back, forcing the angles to change. Forcing me to shudder and cry out.

Forcing Leon to come.

His back arched, rigid and straining, his hands gripping me, pulling me onto him while he drove his cock up...

Pulsing and shooting his load so fucking deep.

Marek groaned and bucked his hips, swelling and surging; he came with a roar like I’d never heard from him.

I felt every throb, every gush of his come, filling me.

Completing me.

Leon groaned as he slipped out of me, but Marek stayed buried, pushing me down onto Leon, and he lay on top of me. Leon’s chest rose and fell with ragged breaths and Marek was a delicious heavy weight on me.

Leon’s hands cupped my face, cradled my head, and kissed my forehead, murmuring sweet nothings.

Marek was still catching his breath, still inside me. “Our beautiful boy,” he whispered. “How do you feel?”

“Floaty,” I answered. “And full. I could stay like this forever.”

Leon took my face and pulled me up, straining to kiss me. “You are a gift,” he said. “What you have given us tonight is a gift.”

Marek pushed up, kissing the nape of my neck. His cock in me felt sublime. Marek’s weight, Leon’s arms, his body my pillow. I was stretched and filled and slick with their seed.

Full of their love.

Marek hummed and rolled his hips. “I want to stay in you forever,” he mumbled, nosing the back of my head. “Both of us inside you, so fucking good. You were made for us, beautiful boy.”

But then he pulled back, slowly slipping out of me. I whined at the loss, and Leon rolled us onto our sides. Marek fell in behind me and the three of us cuddled, entwined.

Leon tilted my chin up and pressed a soft kiss to my lips. “Do you feel okay?”

I nodded. “Oh, yes, daddy.”

“Was it what you hoped it would be?” Marek asked, nuzzling into the back of my head .

“Everything and more,” I replied. “I don’t know if I’ll be able to do it often, but I do want to do it again. I want to experience this again. Every time I need reminding, or every time I need to feel connected.”

They held me tighter, and Leon hummed. “Whatever you want, baby doll.”

I preened and sighed happily. “Call me that again.”

They both chuckled. “Baby doll,” Leon whispered.

“Beautiful baby doll,” Marek said. He raked his hand up my side, giving me the urge to stretch like a cat. “What do you want? A hot bath? A shower? Name it and we’ll make it happen. Whatever you want.”

“I want...” I tried to think. “I want nothing right now. Nothing but this right here.”

And that was the very truth.

“Promise me we’ll have this,” I said, sleepy and happy. “This is all I want.”

“We promise,” Marek murmured, half asleep.

Leon had his eyes closed, his arms around us both. “Promise, baby doll.”

I walked into our tiny apartment and Fitch stuck his head out of his room. “Thought I heard you.” He came out to meet me. “How are you? You look...” He studied me. “You look good.”

I cracked a smile. “I am. Never been better, actually. And I have you to thank.”

His smile became a grin. “Holy fuck. You look... happy. What the fuck happened? I want every detail. All the feels and all the filth.”

That made me laugh, which clearly struck something in Fitch. His face lit up.

“You owe me the filthiest details and I will accept nothing less.” Then his smile died. “Oh, your contract. If you can’t...”

“Null and void,” I said. “We are released from the NDA.”

He grabbed my arm. “Okay. I was about to go get my kink on for the camera, but this is so much better. Tell me everything. Names, details, cock size. What it’s like to get to have two smoking hot daddies. I’ve seen them, I know they’re hot. I bet the one with the moustache is the kinky one, right? And the other one is the daddiest daddy, amiright? I totally got that vibe. I want the porniest details. All of it. Spare no filth.”

I chuckled.

He narrowed his eyebrows at me. “Kylan, I’m not kidding. I’m glad you feel better. I’m glad you three clearly sorted shit out. But I’ve been deprived of the details for months. You bought all those vibrating butt plugs and whatnot, so I know the sex is fun and hot and amazing, and you gotta give me something.”

I laughed again. “Okay. Only because I owe it all to you for calling them. Take a seat, you filthy pervert. I’ll tell you everything.”