When Rivals Love (Bayshore Rivals 3)

None of the brothers speak as I crawl on top of Oliver, who is obviously leading the show tonight.

“What about Sullivan?” I groan as he fills me up with his thickness. It’s so hard to think about anything but the burning fire that snakes up my spine as he bottoms out inside of me.

A mischievous grin appears on Oliver’s full lips. “Don’t worry about him, sweetheart. He’ll be coming down your pretty throat while you fall apart over and over again.”

My chest expands and fills with oxygen, but it doesn’t feel like I’m actually breathing. In fact, none of this feels real at all. Them, me, us being together like this.

Oliver reaches up and cradles my cheek gently, his touch drawing me from my rampant thoughts. “Is that okay? Is this what you want?”

Nodding my head, I watch as the brothers arrange themselves on the bed. Banks coming up behind me, his cock pressing against my ass, and Sullivan moving to just above Oliver’s head. Saliva pools in my mouth as my eyes catch sight of Sullivan’s thick cock bobbing in the air. I want it. I need it.

Air swooshes from my lungs as Oliver enters me deeply, at a new angle, the head of his cock brushing against the back of my channel. I lean forward and wrap my hand around Sullivan’s cock, my insides tingling with pleasure as he releases a hiss through his teeth.

“Fuck, if your mouth feels anything like your hand, I’m done for.” Smiling, I stroke his dick up and down while the pleasure in my own core burns hotter and hotter.

Oliver lifts one of his hands, keeping the other firmly in place on my hip, and plucks at my overly stimulated nipples, and then I feel it… something warm and sticky sliding down my ass crack. Banks’ fingers move through the unknown liquid, and I shudder as he reaches my puckered asshole, his thumb pressing against the tight muscles of my hole.

“Relax, baby, I won’t take this virgin hole until you’re ready. Till you’re spent, nothing but a withering mess.” His thumb presses against the tightness, and without thinking, I push back against him, wanting him there.

My ass pulses and, even though, there is pressure, and a tinge of pain, it lessens as Oliver strokes me deeply with his cock. Banks moves his finger in and out gradually, so slowly that I almost forget that he’s there.

The grip I have on Sullivan’s cock tightens, and I lean forward, bringing my lips to the smooth head. He groans as I wrap my lips around him and drag my tongue on the underside. A drop of salty warm liquid hits my tongue, and there is something so erotic about that, I can’t help but moan around his length.

With Sullivan in my mouth, Oliver in my pussy, and Banks playing with my ass, my whole body is on fire. My senses are overwhelmed, and my brain is flooded with endorphins, making it impossible to think about anything besides what I am feeling right this moment. And what I’m feeling is every nerve ending in me being charged and ready to burst, sending me into oblivion.

Banks adds a second finger, stretching my tight hole just as Oliver picks up speed. Sullivan is also growing more eager. His large hands cupping my head, holding me in place as he thrusts into my mouth, his hard length sliding in and out over my tongue until he hits the back of my throat and I gag a little.

I didn’t think I could possibly come again since I’d already come twice, but somehow, I am already teetering on the edge again. I’m consumed with need for them. My body screaming for their touch. My mind is on the verge of insanity. I feel like I imagine a drug addict must when they’re trying to get their next fix. Oliver, Banks, and Sullivan are my drug, a fix I crave more than anything else.

Overwhelmed with need, I suck Sullivan as hard as I can, wanting him to come, wanting to give him pleasure like he gives me. He growls like some kind of animal while his cock swells in my mouth, his fingers twist in my hair, pulling on some strands. I don’t know what it is about that small pain on my scalp, but it sends me over the edge. Pain and pleasure mixing together, creating a beautiful symphony of pleasure. I come hard, moaning around Sullivan, and like a chain reaction, he comes apart as well. Salty warm seed fills my throat as ecstasy ripples through me.

Oliver’s fingers are digging into my hips as he buries himself so deeply inside of me, I can feel him in my belly. Banks pushes two of his fingers inside my ass deeper than before, the foreign feeling only prolonging my orgasm.