Page 75 of Mutual Obsession (Rivals of Blackthorn #2)

Although he’s looking right at me, he speaks to Indie. “The question is…should I let him take your arse, or can we stretch out that pretty cunt of yours with two cocks?”

Both Indie and I gasp, her mind no doubt spinning just as much as mine is. We’ve talked about double penetration before, about me taking her arse while Miles takes her pussy, but we’ve never properly discussed double vaginal penetration.

Now that the idea is out there, of course, I fucking want to try it. I want to feel Miles’ hard length sliding against mine, as we both stretch out our girl, like she was made just for us… Fuck, I’m close to coming at just the thought.

Indie grinds against Miles, using her body to try to manipulate him into giving her what she wants, but he doesn’t allow it. Miles slaps her arse cheek hard, halting her movements with a hiss as he presses the head of his dick against her clit, driving her crazy with want.

“You didn’t answer me, Gorgeous Girl. Should I punish you?” Miles growls, and my stomach flips at the authoritative tone he uses.

“No, sorry, Sir. I-I… You can do whatever you want with my body. I’m a little scared about taking two in my pussy, but I’d be willing to try, if that’s what you’d like,” she replies, her voice still hoarse from the abuse her throat took not too long ago.

Miles looks over at me, and the intensity of his gaze creates goosebumps along my skin as the anticipation of what’s coming grows. “What would you like to do, Pretty Boy?”

There’s a challenge in his tone. He’s trying to see if I’ll reply honestly, or if I’ll remain submissive and tell him what he wants to hear. The thing he doesn’t realise is that I can do both.

“I would love to do either, so I’m happy with whatever you choose, Sir.”

His eyes twinkle as he smiles at me, pleased with my response. “Good boy.”

Even though I didn’t think I had a praise kink, certainly not the way Indie does, I can’t deny there’s a rush of excitement that ripples through me when I hear the words. I can’t help but smile, and I almost want to puff out my chest with pride.

Miles then places his tip at Indie’s entrance, and slowly presses inside. Indie gasps loudly, though it quickly turns into a moan alongside Miles’ when he stretches her wide. My eyes are glued to them as he slides into her at an agonisingly slow pace.

When he finally bottoms out, her pussy engulfing his hard cock, my own is throbbing painfully, and I have to wrap my hand around the base, squeezing just enough to alleviate some of the ache.

Miles and Indie kiss passionately, and I can see she’s trying to rock her hips, forcing him to move now he’s buried deep inside, but using his impossibly strong self-control, he remains still, allowing her to adjust to the fullness.

When he pulls his lips from hers, Miles looks over at me, his lips swollen from their kiss, his cheeks flushed too. “Do you have the lube?” he asks, nodding his head towards the chest of drawers beside the sofa where he knows we keep some, for occasions just like this.

I lean over and open the drawer, grabbing the tube as soon as I find it. I hold it for him to see as he nods in encouragement. “Shall I…?” I gesture my head towards them, leaving my words unfinished as I struggle to think of what to say.

Miles’ brow raises, his lips tilting into a smile as he tries not to laugh at me fumbling over the words. “You can prepare her arse, Pretty Boy,” he says, and though he sounds amused, there’s no mocking.

I waste no time flipping the lid on the lube and squeezing a large blob into my hand. I make sure my fingers are coated, before leaning over and drizzling some of the liquid down Indie’s arse crack, loving the way they both moan when it slides over her tight bud, dripping onto Miles’ cock.

I add a little more to my hand, which I quickly then rub over my shaft, making sure all my length is coated, whilst trying not to touch myself too much, as I definitely won’t last if I do.

Once I’m satisfied I’ve lubed everywhere that needs it, I place the tube back on top of the chest of drawers and shuffle closer to Indie. Her arse is stretched, thanks to the cock in her pussy, presenting her to me at the perfect angle.

I reach over and gather the lube onto the tip of my finger, scooping it up so I can then place it onto her tight bud. I gently circle my finger around her rim, massaging the lube in before pressing on her hole after a couple of rotations.

Each time I press my finger against her tight bud, Indie lets out a gasp, but she takes a little more of me, and it’s not long before her arse swallows the tip of my finger. Once that first part has slipped in, the rest becomes easier.

I take my time, slowly working all of my finger in, massaging the lube into her rim as I do, so that she’s not too sore. Her gasps of pain quickly turn to something more, and I can’t help but smile when I see her trying to rock against me.

Miles has his hands on her hips, holding her in place, but he’ll occasionally push his length into her even deeper, pulling a loud moan from her lips.

When he’s deep inside, her arse tightens around my finger, gripping it tighter than I ever thought possible, and all I can think about is how fucking amazing it will feel when she does that to my cock.

Once Indie is used to taking one finger, I add in a second, and although she says it hurts at first, Miles kisses and distracts her while I stretch her out. Pretty soon the pain turns to pleasure, and she’s back to rocking against us.

By the time I have three fingers in her arse, stretching her as much as I can, Miles can no longer hold himself still, and he’s slowly thrusting into her, using his hold on her hips to push her where she needs to be.

“Is she stretched out?” Miles says through gritted teeth as he slams his cock deep into Indie.

“Yes,” I moan as I feel his cock sliding into her through her thin walls.

“Then fuck her arse. It will not be long until she comes. Isn’t that right, dirty girl?

Do you want to come with a cock in your arse?

” His filthy words have my dick pulsating with want, and Indie throws her head back, one hand tweaking her nipple as she rests the other on Miles’ chest to steady herself.

“Yes, please. Fill me up,” she moans.

Miles lets go of one of her hips and wraps his arm around her upper back, pulling her down until her chest is resting against his. He stops his movements, and his grip on her hip prevents Indie from moving too. With her bent at this angle, her arse is presented perfectly.

As I pull my fingers out, Indie moans deeply, and I have to bite my bottom lip to stay quiet when I see her hole is still gaping, ready for me. I quickly grab another handful of lube, just to make things easier for Indie, and then I kneel in between Miles’ legs.

It’s not easy for all three of us to manoeuvre into position on the sofa, but we make it work. Miles looks at me over Indie’s shoulder, his eyes dark and full of lust as he watches me get into position, the tip of my dick pressing against her arse.

I wait for a moment, looking at Miles, and when he nods at me, giving me the permission I didn’t know I needed, I gently press inside. At first, there’s a lot of resistance, and I can feel Indie’s whole body tensing beneath me, no doubt from the pain of being stretched so fully.

Miles quickly presses kisses to her cheek, neck, and jaw, whispering words of encouragement as he helps Indie to relax. “Such a good girl. Take some nice deep breaths and try to relax. Show Jacob how good you can take his dick, Gorgeous Girl.”

Indie whimpers beneath me, but as soon as she relaxes and pushes against me, the head slides in much easier, slipping in with a pop. Both myself and Indie let out a loud groan as her tight heat envelopes me.

“So full. So tight.” Indie can barely form full sentences, and I don’t blame her.

“You can take him all, can’t you? Can you show him what a dirty little whore you are, just for us?” Miles’ voice is deep and full of lust, like he’s struggling to hold it together just as much as we are.

“Yes,” Indie replies, sounding breathy and desperate. “I’m a good little whore. Fill me up.”

Fuck, think about anything else so you don’t come right now , I think, desperate not to finish this before it’s even begun.

“Can I…push all…the way…in?” I ask through gritted teeth, my voice sounding strained as I try not to lose control.

Indie nods against Miles’ chest, and he answers on her behalf. “Stretch out her tight hole and fuck her deep, Pretty Boy. Then we can fill both of her holes with our cum.”

Oh shit, his dirty words are really not helping with my self control, I think to myself, biting the inside of my cheek as a distraction while I try to fill my brain with anything except how fucking tight Indie’s arse feels.

Doing as I’m told, I slide my cock in deep, moving quicker than I normally would, but Indie is already stretched out, taking me so fucking well. As soon as I bottom out, a loud guttural moan rips from my lips as I feel her arse gripping the length of my shaft.

I keep myself buried deep for a few moments while I concentrate on my breathing, but my self-control goes to shit mere seconds later when I feel Miles start to move.

He slides his cock out of her pussy, stopping when just his tip remains, stretching her wide, before he thrusts back in quickly, hitting her sweet spot deep in her cunt.

I can feel his shaft gliding against mine, separated only by a thin wall, and that’s all it takes for me to give in and do what my body craves.

I do the opposite of Miles’ movements, thrusting in when he pulls out, so we’re rubbing against each other when we move, and the assault on Indie is constant.

Her cries and whimpers of pleasure soon turn frantic as we both roughly thrust in and out of her holes, not slowing even when we feel her orgasm growing. The walls around my cock flutter, forcing her arse to grip me even tighter as Indie’s begging becomes incoherent.