When Logan pinches one of my nipples, slapping my ass cheek, at the same time Quaid inserts his fingers inside at me, I fall. I fall and fall over the edge, crying their names out all through it. My eyelids shut of their own accord, too heavy to keep open after that out of the world experience.
“We’re not done with you yet, Valentina. Come here,” Carter commands, and on frail legs Logan takes me to him. My knees fall to the furnished floor, and he brushes my hair out of my face to give me a brutal kiss. I’m wet and hungry afterwards. With confident hands I grab at the base of his cock, and he falls onto the bed, his elbows keeping him up as I look deep into his dark eyes.
“Put me in your mouth,” he orders, and I do just that. I start to lick his mushroom head, feeling the salty pre-cum coat my taste buds, and I suck him into my mouth. It’s liberating, the feel of him. I wrap my lips around his shaft and relax my throat as much as I can to be able to take all of his hard inches into it.
“Fuck,” I hear Logan mutter, and through my peripheral vision, I see him stroking his cock, at the same time he tries to fully undress. The ruffling of clothes behind me on my other side tells me Quaid is doing the same thing. My lids shut, enjoying the way I’m making them lust for me, even when I’m only touching one of them.
Carter’s stare is brazen and filled with longing as he sits back up and pushes my hair into a makeshift ponytail so he can direct my movements. His cock begins to weep on the tip of my tongue, and I can tell he’s close to coming.
“I’ve never seen something so beautiful,” he whispers in my ear while my head bobs up and down, my core filling with need.
When he finally loses all control, I hum against his feverish skin, drinking him up. I pull away, licking my lips, and he comes at me with full force, his kiss dominant and unyielding. He pulls me up and throws me on the bed, taking his time to kiss every part of me. I feel the bed shift to its sides, Logan and Quaid surrounding me. Carter goes to his knees and shifts me to the side, my pussy contacting Quaid’s engorged shaft.
“Make her see paradise,” Carter orders, just seconds before Quaid has his lips glued to mine.
Sense and logic have left me completely. There is no room for despair or sadness within the confinements of this room.
Only want and desire, and right now, that’s all I want to feel.
“Baby, you sure you want to do this?” I hear Logan ask from behind me, as he kisses my bare shoulder.
Yes, God, yes!
“Please,” I beg, turning my head over my shoulder so he can see how much I want this.
“Take it slow, Quaid,” Logan warns before I feel him center his shaft at my crack.
“If it gets too much, we’ll stop,” Quaid says softly, his hands traveling up and down my body.
“I just want to breathe again. Just love me. Please.”
He nods, and I feel a pinch at my center.
“Slow,” I hear Carter warn above us, but I would rather have fast and hard right now. Physical pain is nothing compared to what I have been feeling the past few weeks. I cling onto Quaid’s shoulders, my nails marking his tanned skin with gorgeous half crescent moons. He hisses when his crown breaches through my tight entrance.
“I gotta go slow,” he says, but the strain in his voice tells me he wants to fill me up and stretch me out, just as much as I want him to. Knowing they are going to treat me like precious china, I grasp Quaid’s ass cheeks with both hands and push him inside me in one fell swoop.
“Fuck!” he cries out as I wince in pain. But it feels glorious. “Why did you have to do that, Val?” he complains, his face contorted with both elation and worry.
But he can’t keep still now. Not when it feels this good thrusting inside me at a fast pace. I lean my head against Logan.
“I need you too,” I tell him.
“No,” he replies pained.
“Please, Logan. I need you,” I beg out on a moan, since the pain is no longer there and only a deep fire burning inside me.
“Please,” I beg again.
But when I see he won’t budge I look at the man who is on his knees cradling his large cock once more in his hands.
“Tell him. Make him. For me, Carter,”
His chest heaves up and down, and then he quickly gets off the bed.
I see him throw Logan my hand lotion from my vanity, before returning to his spot above us.
“She needs you, so man the fuck up!”
Logan bites my shoulder as he lavishes his cock with the lotion. Then I feel his crown rub against my back, Quaid’s pounding thrusts giving him little room.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes!”
I feel wetter than ever at the idea of having them both inside me, and if it doesn’t happen, I might cry with frustration.
Quaid never lets up as he bows his head down just enough to bite into my breast. Logan keeps his teeth sinking into my flesh as he slides in ever so slowly. Unlike what I did with Quaid, I let Logan take his time, knowing he’s doing everything in his power to not hurt me as he enters me from behind. I feel a pinch when he breaches beyond the point of no return, a loud wail toppling over my lips. These past few weeks, I’ve felt nothing but emptiness. A hollow shell of myself.
But now?
Now I am filled with light. One that promises me that everything will be okay. As long as I have the loves of my life with me, loving me, worshiping me, there is hope.
“Fuck,” Carter grunts, watching my body being possessed by his two best friends.
Droplets of Logan’s sweat fall on my shoulder as he strenuously keeps to his slow tempo, while Quaid seems to want to fuck the sadness out of both of us.
It’s too much, and not enough.
My eyes latch onto Carter’s dark pools, his hungry stare never leaving mine, and that is what tips me over. My orgasm splits me into three pieces, each ragged edge perfectly cut to hand over to each one of them. Quaid growls as he pulls away, his release spraying my belly, while Logan cries out, filling my body with his. I’m still dancing amongst the stars when Carter holds me by the ankles, pulling me down to him, thrusting inside me in one fell swoop.
“Argh!”
“Is this what you wanted? Is it perfect enough for you?” he whispers in my ear as he pumps his way into my body, my heart, my very soul.
I grab onto his dark hair, pulling his face to mine.
“Yes.”
He shuts his eyes, his temple kissing mine as he brings life back to me.
“I fucking love you,” he growls.
“I do too,” I confess, tears of joy leaking from the corner of my eyes.
Carter waits for me to climb once more over the precipice, and holds me fiercely in his arms when I come undone, him willing following me—even in this—to the ends of the Earth.
After I’ve come down from the heavens, I look at the man on top of me, love swimming in his dark eyes. I turn to my left to see the same worship in Logan’s blue stare, and then to my right, where green eyes smile back at me, sparkling with the same hope I feel.
Now I’m whole.
Chapter 15
Then
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Valentina
“Morning, beautiful,” I hear someone whisper softly, a faint caress on my cheek trying to coax me out of my slumber.