Page 40 of Prelude of Love (Harmony of Hearts #6)
Chapter Twenty-Seven
CHANCE
Every nerve ending in my body sang as Duke filled me. I’d been with well-endowed men before, but he stretched me in ways that made my vision blur at the edges. The delicious burn of accommodating his size had me gasping, grasping him for support.
My thighs trembled as I rocked on his thick length, finding a rhythm that worked. Each time I sank down, taking him to the hilt, a broken moan escaped my lips.
“Singing with you turned me on more than anything,” I moaned, grinding down harder in search of the exquisite friction. The memory of our performance made my cock almost painfully hard. “I wanted you to fuck me onstage in front of everyone, like you were with your voice.”
Duke’s hands tightened on my hips. His fingers dug into my skin, sure to leave marks I’d treasure tomorrow. “You were glorious up there. It was like you wrote that song for us.”
I gazed down at him, struck by the truth in his words.
“Maybe I did without knowing it,” I admitted, breathless from both exertion and revelation.
The lyrics had poured out of me when I wrote it, words about longing and desire that I’d attributed to artistic expression rather than personal yearning.
But singing them with Duke had transformed them into something prophetic, as if I’d been unknowingly writing our story before we’d even met.
My heart raced while watching Early touch himself. There was something profoundly intimate about being watched by someone who cared for both of us and took pleasure in our connection rather than feeling threatened by it. The complete trust spoke of how secure their marriage was.
“I want you more involved than just watching,” I told him, not wanting him to feel left out of the incredible experience.
Early withdrew his fingers from inside himself, a smile playing at the corners of his mouth. “If you want to make my night special, I’d love for you both to take me at the same time.”
“God, yes, please,” I groaned. The mental image of Early stretched around both our dicks nearly pushed me over the edge. I squeezed the base of my shaft hard, determined not to come before we’d started.
Duke’s growled approval vibrated through me, his chest rumbling against mine. “It’s been a while since we’ve done that, Duchess. Are you sure you can take it?”
Early’s expression turned cocky, a playful challenge dancing in his eyes. “You know I can.”
“Even as big as Duke is?” I asked in amazement. I wasn’t as huge as him, but I was still well-endowed enough that the idea of both our cocks penetrating him seemed like an impossibility.
“Prepare to be amazed,” Early said with a charming arrogance that made me laugh.
Excitement flooded my veins as we rearranged our positions. Despite my extensive sexual history at my young age, I’d never participated in double penetration before. The thought of sharing such an intimate experience with two incredible men made me harder than I’d ever been.
“Let me grab a condom,” I said, reaching toward the nightstand where I’d spotted a box earlier.
Early’s hand caught my wrist, stopping me. “No need.”
I froze, turning to look at him with wide eyes. “Are you sure? I mean, I can show you my last test results if it’ll make you feel better. I promise I’ve always been safe and used protection.”
His smile was warm and genuine as he stroked my cheek. “I’m more than sure, hon. I trust you and want to feel both of you inside me with no filters. ”
My breath caught in my throat. I’d never gone bareback with anyone before, not once in all my hookups. The level of trust he placed in me made my chest tight with emotion I wasn’t prepared for.
Duke’s strong hands guided me to settle against the pillows. “Lie back, Princess.”
I did as instructed, watching with wide eyes as Early moved to straddle me, his thighs bracketing my hips. He looked magnificent hovering above me, his skin flushed with eager desire.
He reached behind himself to line me up with his entrance.
The first touch of his body against the sensitive head of my cock made me gasp.
Without the barrier of latex, the sensation was hot, slick, and intimate in a way I’d never experienced before as he sank down onto me.
The tightness enveloping me inch by inch had my toes curling and fingers digging into his thighs.
“You feel so good inside me, hon,” he breathed once he was fully seated on my lap, his muscles squeezing around me.
“Holy shit,” I gasped, my hands finding his hips to steady both him and myself. “It’s so different without a condom. Fuck, Early.”
Words failed me as sensations took over. The unfiltered feeling of being inside him without a barrier was unlike anything I’d ever felt before. Every clench of his muscles translated with an intensity that left me dizzy. Duke’s intense stare made my control fray further.
“Look at you two,” he growled, his hand trailing up his husband’s sides. “So fucking beautiful together.”
Early lifted himself before sinking down, establishing a slow, torturous rhythm that had me biting my lip to keep from embarrassing myself by coming too soon.
“The way you feel with nothing between us,” I managed, my voice breaking as Early’s slick heat tightened around me. “I’ve never experienced anything like this before.”
Duke’s presence added another layer of intensity. His eyes tracked every movement as his husband rode me hard. The knowledge that he was watching, approving, waiting for his turn to join drove me wild.
“That’s it, Princess,” Duke encouraged, his voice a rough caress. “Show Early how much you want him.”
I gripped Early’s hips tighter, guiding him into a rhythm. Without the dulled sensation of a condom, I experienced his slick heat in a new way as his body welcomed mine.
“Early,” I moaned, unable to form more complex thoughts as I bucked into him.
He smiled down at me, his expression knowing and pleased. “It’s different, right? Nothing feels as good as skin on skin. ”
“You ready for more, Duchess?” Duke asked in a growl.
“Yes,” Early whimpered, stilling his movements. The pause gave me a moment to catch my breath, to pull back from the precipice of orgasm.
The intimate invasion of Duke’s finger sliding against my shaft while buried deep in Early’s body rewrote my understanding of pleasure. Early’s already tight heat constricted further around me, gripping my erection in a way that defied description.
“Fuck,” I hissed, my hips jerking upward without my permission.
“Easy, Princess,” Duke cautioned. “Let me work him open.”
Early leaned forward, bracing his palms against my chest for leverage. His gaze captured mine, pupils expanded with want as Duke worked a second finger. The increased pressure forced a gasp from my lungs at the additional intrusion.
“You’re doing so well,” Early praised, his voice strained yet encouraging. “Both of you.”
Duke’s fingers moved with meticulous intent, stretching his husband with deliberate motions while my erection remained inside him. “Think you’re ready, Duchess?”
Early nodded, his inner muscles flexing. “Yes, I need you both so much.”
Duke withdrew his fingers, and I felt Early clench around me at the loss. The sight of Duke slicking himself up without a condom, his impressive cock glistening with lube, sent a fresh wave of desire through me.
“Remember to breathe, Duchess,” he instructed, positioning himself behind his husband. He helped Early to lean forward, shifting the angle of my penetration. “This is going to be intense since it’s been so long.”
My eyes locked on Early’s face as Duke pressed in. The pressure around my cock increased as Duke worked his way in alongside me. Early’s expression was a beautiful mixture of concentration and bliss, his bottom lip caught between his teeth.
“Oh, god,” I gasped as the wide tip of Duke’s cock breached Early’s tight ring of muscle beside mine.
The feeling of another man’s cock sliding against mine while buried deep inside someone else’s body overwhelmed every sense.
Duke’s shaft was hot and unyielding, the ridge of his head dragging against my sensitive skin with each adjustment.
Early breathed with practiced control as he accommodated our combined girth. His inner muscles contracted around our cocks, extracting simultaneous groans from Duke and me. The pressure walked a fine line between discomfort and ecstasy, creating a sensation so complex I struggled to process it.
“You’re amazing,” I told Early, awestruck by his ability. “So fucking incredible. I can barely handle his cock by itself, and you’re taking both of us like it’s nothing.”
Early’s smile was radiant despite the strain. “That’s because it’s my favorite thing.”
I could see why, because it was quickly becoming mine, too.
Nothing in my extensive sexual experiences could have prepared me for the profound experience of the unprecedented fullness and the intimate connection of feeling another man’s erection pressed against mine while sharing the tight heat of someone we both cherished.