Chapter 12

CALEB

Her sudden straddle atop me sent a surge of adrenaline coursing through my veins. My cock stirred alive. Her warmth felt electrifying, and her closeness burned me hotter from within.

I looked at her, my breath catching in my throat as I took in the raw intensity in her eyes. There was a fierce determination there, a stubborn resolve that both awed and captivated me. She had been strong, independent, and unyielding, but now, there was more.

Her touch was like a wildfire spreading through my skin. This effect she had on me was never slowing. I had always been attracted to this woman, long before she even realized it.

For the first time in my life, I felt truly seen, and truly understood, and it was both terrifying and exhilarating all at once. I found myself unable to look away.

“I can prove to Conrad that I’m not a distraction.”

“You’d be disgusted.”

“Disgusted? How? Isn’t that equal to dating two men which can be disgusting to many women? Disgusting to people’s eyes? Yet, here I am. I have you and Carl.”

Sitting up, I wrapped my arms around her waist and pressed her against my erection. She swallowed, and her eyes widened slightly. “Disgusting has its room in Amethyst. Some people find that kinky and arousing.” I said.

The corners of her lips quirked up into a wry smile. “I’ve always wanted a taste for the forbidden.”

I heard Carl’s soft intake of breath. I knew he’d been controlling himself as he watched us.

“I like this side of you, Pumpkin. I like it very much.” Carl said, reaching for her neck and kissing her skin. She rewarded him with a moan.

“We can give you a sample tonight,” I said, holding her eyes in my gaze.

“Please,”

Her plea hit me right through my chest. It was a raw, unfiltered expression of her desire, a plea that drummed through every fiber of my being. Her eyes dilated with lust, her mouth slightly opened, breathing softly.

Without another word, I leaned forward, capturing her lips while Carl attacked her neck.

As she moaned, I felt myself losing control. There was no room for doubt or hesitation—only the overwhelming need to claim her as my own, to lose myself in her.

Her hand urgently tugged at the fabric of my shirt, fingers fumbling to rid me of the barrier between our skin.

I could feel her urgency, her need for more as she ground her body. The fabric fell away and our lips met once more in a searing kiss. Her hands roamed across my bare chest, sending more sensations I could hardly control.

I knew that tonight would be the start of the forbidden game between us three.

Carl and I’s eyes met. “I want her pussy. I want to taste her.” He rasped, toying with his lower lip.

Sasha trembled and gasped. Her naked form made me want to crush her and consume her.

“I can wait for my turn,” I said, my voice rough with desire. The thought of tasting her, of feeling her beneath me, sent a surge of heat rushing straight to my cock. I was so hard it was becoming painful.

“Please,” she whispered. “I want both of you.”

“And you’ll have us,” I smirked. “Tonight, there will be no holding back, no inhibitions—only you screaming and begging for more.”

“Carl, your parents will hear us.” She blushed furiously.

Carl chuckled, holding her legs apart. “Nah, rooms here are soundproof, pumpkin. You can scream all you want. Besides, we want to hear you.”

Sasha’s blush deepened, but there was a spark of excitement in her eyes as Carl’s words sank in. “I don’t know if I can be that loud,” she admitted shyly.

“You’ll surprise yourself,” I murmured, my voice low and husky as I trailed kisses along her neck.

Carl grinned, his hands trailing teasingly up her thighs. “We’ll make sure of it,” he said, his tone filled with promise.

I saw her breath catch in her throat as anticipation coiled tightly within her. “Tonight will be unforgettable,” I murmured.

Her gasp was music to my ears as Carl’s mouth descended between her legs, parting them eagerly. I focused on her breasts, teasing her nipples with gentle strokes and kisses, relishing the way her body responded to our touch.

Sasha’s hands clenched the sheet tightly, her hips bucking instinctively against Carl’s mouth as waves of pleasure washed over her. He ate her like a starved lion, and her moans grew louder, echoing through the room, making me more aroused.

Feeling her hand weave through my hair, tugging at the roots, I intensified my actions, sucking on her nipple while simultaneously teasing the other.

“Oh yes! I like that. Shit! I like that!”

Her loud exclamation of pleasure only spurred me on further, and I continued my ministrations with fervor.

As I continued to lavish attention on her breasts, Carl’s mouth worked eagerly on her pussy, his tongue flicking and teasing her sensitive flesh. The sound was so fucking arousing. Her moans and cries of pleasure filled the room. So sweet and fucking beautiful.

“Pumpkin, you taste so good. You’re dripping,” Carl murmured against her pussy, and she shivered, moaning in response.

I glanced up at him. “Care to share?” I teased, before returning my focus to her breasts, alternating between gentle sucking and playful nibbling.

Sasha’s breath came in ragged gasps as she writhed beneath our touch, lost in the waves of pleasure attacking her senses. I could feel her arousal grow, and I could feel her body tensing, signaling her impending release.

“Babe, are you close?” I rasped.

She nodded frantically, unable to form words as her climax approached. Carl and I exchanged a knowing glance, silently communicating our intent to bring her to the peak of pleasure.

“Make her come, Carl. Let me see how you’re gonna make her come. Eyes open, baby. I want to see you.” I held her eyes, so hooded with desire.

Her wild passion reflected in her eyes as Carl dove back in. And then, with a sharp cry of ecstasy, she reached her peak, her body trembling as waves of pleasure wracked her body, our eyes never disconnected.

“Very good girl,” I said, running my thumb over her cheek. “You’re beautiful. So beautiful I want to ruin you for good.”

She bit her lip hard. I had overheard Cassie teasing her about calling us her bad daddies, to which she giggled. And I knew then that she had her wild fantasies also. That alone gave me hope that she’d explore other stuff of kinkiness we could give her.

“Please, Carl, Caleb,” she whispered, her voice barely above a hoarse whisper. “I want more.”

Her words sent a jolt of desire straight to my cock, igniting a primal need within me. Without hesitation, I leaned in to claim her lips in a passionate kiss, tasting her sweetness.

“You’ll get more, Babe,” Carl assured her, trailing kisses up to her chest. “So much more.”

Carl and I shared a satisfied grin.

I let her straddle my hips, and she let out a sharp gasp. I could feel the heat of her arousal radiating against her skin. She was still very sleek. Her eyes were dark with desire as she watched us.

Carl claimed her lips in a hungry kiss. I watched as their tongues danced against each other with hunger, creating a firestorm of lust within me.

I watched with fascination and arousal. This was hot, so hot I could burst even without penetrating her wet pussy yet.

“Take control, Babe,” I whispered as I encouraged Sasha to let go of any inhibitions she might have, positioning my cock at her entrance.

“I want your mouth, Pumpkin,” Carl added seductively.

With both of us urging her on, Sasha’s passion ignited even further, her movements becoming more confident and assertive as she took control of the moment, gripping my shoulder and Carl’s thigh as she welcomed us.

As the head of my cock slowly entered her wet pussy, a low growl escaped my lips. Her pussy felt so damned good. I already felt like coming, but fuck! Not yet!

Her body was hot and inviting, her tightness enveloping me, ready to destroy me entirely. “You’re so big, Caleb. It won’t fit in.” She gasped.

“You’re no virgin. It will fit just fine, Babe.” I growled, my cock’s twitching.

“Why am I not surprised that you knew about it?” She whimpered when I tried to move my hips, how I wanted to ram inside her.

Carl chuckled. “No secrets, remember?”

Yeah, he told me about her losing her virginity to a boy when she was a curious little kitten. I wondered what made her do it.

“Oh, shoot...it hurts.”

“Fuck, you’re killing me. The head’s entering and you’re so tight.” Pleasure shot through my brain, the sensations overwhelming.

Carl teased and played with her breasts as he nibbled the skin on her neck. Our girl moaned, seemingly forgetting her discomfort. I thumbed her clit, and she panted, slowly easing herself down.

“Fuck, you’re so big,” she gasped, her voice filled with pleasure and pain. “It’s filling me up... Ahh, it’s... breaking me, Caleb.”

The way she said it was so lewd to my ears. And damned, the effect didn’t just affect me, but Carl too. His eyes darkened, and his jaw clenched tightly.

“That’s exactly what I wanted to do from the moment I laid eyes on you,” I murmured as I pulled her down onto me, relishing in the tightness and warmth of her.

She screamed against her hand that covered her mouth.

“You gotta get used to it, Pumpkin. You still haven’t sampled mine.”

I sighed, feeling so damned good.

“Let’s create a better memory of how a man should make love, shall we?” I squeezed her ass, her legs trembling slightly. “That boy that took your virginity can’t compare to this, can he?”

She shook her head, panting.

“That’s right. So take it and ride it.”

Carl softly grabbed her face and kissed her passionately as I played with her clit, rubbing and pressing down before tracing light circles that gave her little shudders as she moaned and ground on top of me.

Adjusting to the sensation, her movements changed. Desperate. And I couldn’t help but groan in pleasure.

“Your pussy’s sucking me dry, babe,” I growled, feeling the intense pressure building inside me as she tightened around me.

Unable to respond with words, she could only moan in response because Carl had claimed her mouth, pushing his cock inside her sweet mouth, eliciting muffled moans and gasps of pleasure from her.

The sight of her being pleasured by Carl and me sent a thrill of arousal through me. Nothing could be more erotic than this.

The memory of the conversation Carl and I had flashed through my mind. It was the moment we both realized our desire for her.

It felt like it was just yesterday when we acknowledged our mutual attraction to her and made the decision to pursue her together because neither of us wanted to give up.

I want her.

Carl wants her.

We want her.

And fuck, I don’t care to share.

Whose point of view next? Carl? Sasha?