“Oh yeah.” Isaac reached for a small bag next to the bedside table. I waited for an array of fun honeymoon toys.
“Oh shit.” I saw the ring on my left hand. I had forgotten to take it off, but Dylan stopped me.
“Just wait, darlin’.”
Isaac emptied the bag next to the bed. He rummaged through the fun toys and then I saw what he grabbed.
“Oh my God.” I covered my mouth.
He dropped to his knee. He held a box in front of me as he cracked the lid. Dylan bent next to him.
It was a blue sapphire surrounded by diamonds.
“I want you to keep Dylan’s ring, baby. But wear this one from me on your right hand.”
I nodded. The tears burned the corners of my eyes.
Isaac slipped the ring on my right hand. I stared at it, then lifted my left hand.
“Now.” He looked at me. “Now we can fuck our wife properly.”
I was shattered. Wife had never meant so much. Marriage had never meant this to me. My life had become unreal. As abstract as my painting of the three of us. But we knew what it meant to love each other.
Isaac crawled toward me, crushing me with his mouth. Dylan twisted my jaw to him, taking my lips with as much passion and fire. I spun back and forth, dizzy with their kisses. Their hands. I reached for their cocks, sliding my palms over them, bringing them to a frenzied state. God, they were amazing.
Isaac reached for the lube and coated his shaft. He pressed a finger to my ass, being generous with the gel. His arms circled my belly gently as he pulled me on top of him.
“Oh, God,” I moaned as he pierced my rosebud. He slid inside me fully. I waited for him to pull out, but I saw Dylan’s eyes.
He nudged his cock to my entrance.
“We love you.”
I nodded. “I love you two so much.”
He pushed inside me and I felt the love fill me. They were easy and gently with me. It was intense with them keeping the same rhythm, both thrusting inside me at the same time, but I loved it. It was perfect. It was blinding bliss spreading through my core.
“Oh yeah. Fuck that’s hot,” Dylan groaned.
I sought his lips, licking and tasting his tongue. He and Isaac had perfect rhythm. I slid up and down, with slow sensual rocking. Their cocks were so huge. So full as they pumped inside me, going deep before timing their withdrawal.
I rubbed my breasts, twisting nipples as they frenzy built. I’d never felt more beautiful. I was carrying their child. I had sworn my love to them. And I was wearing nothing but their rings. My body belonged to them in every way.
I saw the sweat drip from Dylan’s chest.
“I’m going to fuck you like this always.”
I pressed my forehead to his. “Promise?”
He nodded. “And fucking come deep in your sweet pussy.” His lips took mine. I sighed into him as he rocketed inside me. He shuddered violently and I lost it.
I screamed as I felt Isaac pump harder. “Your fucking ass is everything, baby.” He gripped my hips, riding his climax as he buried himself inside me.
The colors were everywhere as if I were on a rainbow rollercoaster. Up and down, spiraling through prisms. My body sparked with diamond dust. I was theirs.
Dylan lifted me and laid me on the bed. He kissed me on the cheek as Isaac pushed up and pressed a kiss on my lips.
“Marriage isn’t so bad.” He waggled his eyebrows.