Page 70 of Yours

Opening my mouth as Scott’s still-hard dick got closer, I tried not to think about Dare’s ass as it teased my dick, but it was impossible. As Scott fed me his dick, I felt Dare’s tight ring of muscles press down against my cock and it was all I could do to breathe.

It was perfect.

Dare took my body into his slowly and steadily. If my mouth hadn’t been full of Scott’s impressive length I would have begged for more. But all I could do was let them take me. Use me. Everything else faded away. Nothing mattered but pleasing them.

Not the perfect way Dare’s body enveloped mine.

Not the awed beauty of Scott’s face as he chased his pleasure again, knowing it was me who was taking him.

Not the way lightning shot through me, desperately trying to force the orgasm that was just out of reach.

As Scott’s dick slid deep into my throat, fucking me slowly, Dare finally bottomed out and started mercilessly riding me.

Using me.

Pleasuring me.

Desire kept building until it was just a hum running through my body and there was nothing but the three of us and the sounds of our desire.

When Scott gasped out and his hips started frantically bucking, fucking my mouth hard and deep, I knew Dare must have been teasing his ass again. I knew I’d feel it later, but it would be worth it. Scott was worth it.

Dare made a low, pleased sound and his body started to shake. As he gave Scott permission to come, he let his own control slip away. The feel of Dare’s body rippling around me as the rhythmic pull of his orgasm slammed through him almost had me coming.

The only thing that kept me from letting the pleasure wash over me was Scott.

Cum shot from his cock, forcing me to focus. If I’d been able to speak, I’d have probably thanked him. I didn’t want to come until Dare gave me permission, but my body had other plans.

When Scott finally sagged down against the rails of the bed and his cock started to soften, I knew it was almost time. As he climbed over me and lay down on the bed, I reached over and took his hand. He held me tight as I looked over at Dare, watching the beautiful man chase his own pleasure.

I shouldn’t have looked. The visual was just too much…too perfect.

“Please!” I couldn’t hold back any longer.

Dare’s hazy eyes focused on me, and I wasn’t sure if I would get to come or not. The thought just made everything I was seeing and feeling even more erotic. Dare was in control and that was what I’d wanted more than any orgasm.

But my Master wasn’t ready to leave me hard and aching. With his own orgasm fading, he smiled tenderly down at me. “Come.”

Pleasure flooded me as my orgasm broke.

With nothing to hold it back, it swept over me and I cried out, bucking up and losing control. Dare just rode my cock, squeezing down and milking every drop of cum from me. When I finally collapsed onto the bed, shaking and almost dizzy with the force of my orgasm, I brought our clasped fingers to his.

Dare smiled down at us and wrapped his hand around ours, lacing his fingers through to hold us tight. He leaned down and pressed a tender kiss to my lips. “Thank you for sharing yourself with me.”

“I know I’m not supposed to say it back, but I can’t think of anything else that says how much this meant to me.” I wasn’t the best at saying the sweet, sexy words people sometimes needed to hear, but it wasn’t until that moment that I actually regretted it.

Dare looked at me with an emotion I could only describe as love, even though it was too soon. “All I need to hear is that you’re mine.”

That was something I could give him…give them. I looked at my boyfriends, my lovers, my best friend and my Dom. “Yours.”

That was everything I had to give them, and in that moment, I knew they understood how much they meant to me. It was one simple word that held such weight and such hope. One simple word that held such promise.

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