"She's incredible," Tagg whispered. "I've got to move, baby. I'm going to come so hard."
With that, Tagg pulled back while Garrett held still. Then, as Tagg pushed back in, Garrett slid back. With their opposing motions, they worked both holes, rubbing nerves and spots inside me I never knew existed. Even though I'd just had one orgasm, the second was fast upon me. The men's bodies were hot, their skin slick with sweat. I could hear their heavy breathing, feel it against my sensitized skin. I could feel their intensity matching my own.
There was no better connection - not only physically but emotionally - with both of them claiming me at once. Tagg had taken my maidenhead and Garrett had taken my ass. I was theirs - completely and irrevocably. Tagg's eyes were on mine, watching me, seeing me.
"I love you," I murmured. "I love you both."
My words spurred the men on, working my body for not only their pleasure, but mine. Their cocks worked me, in and out and I came so hard, never feeling such amazing, incredible bliss. I screamed, my body tensing, as if by remaining still the feelings would never cease. All the while, the men fucked my ass and my pussy, their own carnal needs driving them on. Tagg came first and I could feel his seed spurting into me, filling me. Not able to hold myself up any longer, I laid down across his chest, my head resting in the crook of his neck, as Garrett continued to take my ass. With my legs spread wide, my knees bent up by Tagg's, he could take me as deeply as he needed.
I panted with each thrust until Garrett drove into me to the hilt and came. I could feel his seed, hot and pulsing as it filled me. He leaned over me, resting his hands on the bed at our sides, catching his breath.
"You're ours, Sarah," Garrett breathed. "Your submission is complete."
As I fell into sleep, sated, satisfied and well loved, I smiled, safe in the arms of my men.