fingers from between her legs. “Baby, not too much. I want you to come with me inside you.”
“And me,” Michael said, letting Trey’s erection pop from his mouth. “We’re not even close to being finished yet, Selene.”
She blushed, but smiled. “It’s hard to calm down with you two pushing me over the edge.” She sat up and knelt on the bed to watch them. “Continue. I’ll be good.”
But Michael tackled her, easily pushing her back on her pillow. He half lay on top of her and started tickling her ribs, laughing when she giggled hysterically.
Then he stopped and squeezed her breast. “Are you ready for our first kiss, love?”
“Oh yes.”
Trey turned on his side and rose up on his elbow to watch, his fingers slipping between their bodies to lie heavy and hot low on her belly.
When they were all connected, Michael lowered his mouth to hers.
His kiss was less dominating than Trey’s, but no less incredible. The same as when Trey kissed her, she felt something moving and strong inside her, something as real as it was surreal.
She just let the strangeness of it waft away. She could always come back for it later. She’d had plenty of practice letting things go when she’d been with Robert.
His lips slid over hers, silky and smooth, so very warm. He slipped his tongue into her mouth, and the sensations of his kiss were joined by Trey’s fingers as he moved them over her stomach to give her pussy a slow, heavy massage.
She weakened beneath their touches, unable to do anything other than lie there as though her limbs were too numb to move, and let them take her to heights she’d never known.
But she wanted to touch them. She wanted to love those incredible men, to give them just a fraction of what they were giving her. She wanted them.
“I want to make you feel good,” she whispered, her words swallowed by Michael’s kiss.
He lifted his lips from hers, just enough to speak. “Sweetheart, you do. You make us feel things that were impossible to feel without you.”
“Tonight is all about you, Selene.” Trey’s deep voice seemed to float to her ears, and she wasn’t sure she could have moved to love them even if they’d said yes. “We’ll give you new memories tonight. We’ll smother everything bad that was ever done to you. The next time…” She could almost feel his grin and the promise it held. “The next time, you can do anything you want to us.”
She relaxed with the knowledge that this was what they wanted. She couldn’t argue. Didn’t even want to.
There would be other times.
Tonight was hers.
The men swarmed over her, leaving no part of her untouched, unkissed. And slowly, the tender sweetness of her thoughts turned to pure animal lust and she let it take her where it wanted.
Michael was the first to fuck her, his own sweet gentleness tempered with passion stronger than he could fight. His thrusts were slippery and hard and he filled her up so completely, so perfectly.
Trey knelt behind him, his stare capturing hers, his hands on Michael’s ass as he guided and urged the other man to fuck her harder, faster, deeper.
Michael came inside her, and she felt the hot stream of his come. She cried out as the thought of it sent her into yet another uncontrollable orgasm, uncaring at all that no one even mentioned a condom. It would only be another level of the perfection she’d so far known with these men if she was given a baby.
When Michael collapsed Trey pulled him off her, pausing to plant a gentle kiss on the sweaty sheen of Michael’s face, and murmur, “You did not lose control. I knew you were stronger.”
She frowned in confusion, a quick thread of fear unraveling in her belly. Lose control? Of what?
But Michael lay beside her and smiled into her eyes, and Trey took his place between her legs. That’s all it took to make her forget her questions, her worries, her fears.
Michael slid a hand between their bodies to feel Trey’s dick entering her and—linked