Candy Ever After (Hot Candy 2)

Frowning, I focus on her, adding a third finger inside her. She’s struggling to accept those fingers inside her, her breathing coming in short gasps—but she’s doing it. I’m filled with a strange pride for her, and something else, something that logs in my chest, hot and burning bright.

“Fucking do it,” Joel whispers and looking up I find his eyes boring into mine, the deepest blue. “Now, Jet.”

I draw out my fingers, slowly, then I grip my cock and push into her.

My vision blurs at the pressure surrounding my hard-on, the velvet heat of her body as it closes around me. I grip her hips, pushing deeper, and ah fuck, I can feel Joel’s cock lodged inside her pussy.

“Oh God!” Candy writhes in our twin hold. She moans, low and long, the sound a sparkling pressure behind my balls, making my dick swell more.

Dizzy with pleasure, I push until I’m all the way in and then I close my eyes, shuddering. This is fucking crazy. Nuts. Insane.

Joel is saying something, but it’s hard to think past the white noise filling my head, the fire boiling my blood. “Wha?”

Instead of replying, he lifts Candy up, making all three of us groan, then lowers her back down on our dicks.

And it all goes haywire.

Chapter Twenty Two

CANDY

Title: Own Me

From Candy Boys (Blog serial)

“We own you,” he tells me as they both slide home, filling me up. “Every part of you.”

“This isn’t the frigging Middle Ages,” I inform them, moaning at the double intrusion, welcoming it. “You can’t own people. I’d come willingly with you two, though.”

Oh yeah, I’ll come. I’m coming. My kitty clenches hard, and my body shudders. Oh my God…

“Well, there’s at least one part of her we don’t own,” J-Two mutters. “That mouth.”

“Told you that you should have stuffed it with something,” J-One replies.

They’re inside me. Both of them.

My thoughts are frozen, stuck on this little fact, even as my body is moving, stretching, struggling to accommodate their thick cocks.

And then they start moving. Thrusting into me. Holding me still as they slide in and out of me. It’s uncomfortable at first. I’m too full. Too stretched. Despite all the lube they’ve used, despite being so wet for them, it’s still not easy, taking them both at the same time.

Heck, taking one of them at a time was already pushing it. They’re not small, these boys.

But as they find a rhythm, driving into me at the same time, their cocks sparking off every single erogenous spot, the discomfort fades and blinding pleasure hits.

I claw at Joel’s biceps, my mouth opening in a wordless cry, as my body clenches so hard I see stars. I’m not coming yet, but suddenly I’m right there, balancing on a razor-sharp edge, heat racing up and down my spine, my breasts tingling, my pussy pulsing.

“Oh yeah,” Joel breathes, pounding faster, deeper into me. “Fuck, Jet, I can feel you—”

“Feel you, too,” Jet bites out, his grip bruising on my hips as he rocks into me in hard, short thrusts. “Goddammit.”

I’m gasping for breath, can’t get enough air, this is too much, so frigging good, and…

“God, oh God,” I chant as I come, white-hot pleasure unfurling in my belly. My pussy tightens so hard around Joel’s cock I groan, riding him, riding them both hard.

I think I may be dying of pleasure. Dark spots are swimming in my eyes. I clench again, and again, distantly aware that Joel is swearing, his cock jerking inside me, and that Jet…

Jet is still thrusting, but then he’s coming, too, moaning my name, his cock pulsing inside my ass. Triggering another series of mini-shocks that shoot straight to my pussy, where I tighten around Joel…