Chapter 13

SASHA

Sensations overwhelmed me as Caleb’s cock grazed my walls, filling me to the brim. He was big, hard, and so...so vigorous. I could feel that he was restraining himself underneath me. Carl, on the other hand, was taking it gently, but sometimes, I thought he would ram himself at the back of my throat.

I was completely at their mercy, and the sensual woman inside me liked it so much. I felt loved and desired. And knowing that I pleased them also pleased me greatly.

I bobbed my head up and down, trying to push more of Carl's length into my mouth, my jaw complaining.

I was rewarded with their pleased sounds. They were like music to my ears, enticing and arousing. I could listen to them forever.

As I licked Carl’s length, Caleb gripped my hips. He thrust and ground like he was dancing, pushing me to new sensations I had never known before. They both made me feel so good.

Caleb’s fingers dug into my skin, leaving red marks that burned with pleasant pain. Carl’s hands were on my breasts, his fingers pulling and teasing my nipples to hard peaks.

I could only moan and gasp, feeling lost in the pleasure they were giving me. I felt as though their movements were in sync, their touches timed perfectly. I felt like I was floating, surrounded by their heat.

Carl pulled from my mouth and kissed me. He kissed me deeply, tongue dancing and exploring my mouth. I bet he could taste himself in my mouth. Did he like it?

I groaned loudly, feeling Caleb’s thrust becoming more aggressive. He pounded his length deep inside me, each thrust made me tighten around him. I was so wet, and the sound was creating more arousing sensations in my body.

Caleb’s grip on my hips tightened as he drove himself deeper into me, his movements becoming more urgent. I gasped and moaned with each thrust, unable to control the overwhelming pleasure that engulfed me. Carl’s kisses grew more fervent, his lips trailing down my neck, making me burn with each kiss.

I arched my back, offering myself completely to them. Caleb’s rhythm became relentless, each thrust driving me closer to the edge of bliss. Carl’s hands found their way to my breasts, squeezing and teasing my nipples. The action sent bolts of pleasure straight to my clit, making me throb painfully. But then, the pain was soothed by Caleb’s thrust, and it felt so good the feeling was addicting.

I felt myself teetering on the brink of release, the tension coiling tighter and tighter within me. I met his movement, crying out in bliss. I gripped his chest, tightly, throwing my head in ecstasy.

This was completely different from my first time. All I remembered was the pain and discomfort, but now, I wanted this. I wanted to do this with them.

“Fuck! Fuck!, Fuck!” Caleb growled. “I’m going to come, Babe.” His raspy voice made me shiver.

“Oh, Yes, yes! Yes! Please!” I was so close.

"Fuck! You're so tight."

"I'm gonna come!" With a desperate cry, I tumbled over the edge. Carl squeezed my breasts and silenced my cries with his lips as pleasure exploded through every fiber of my being. Caleb followed closely with a beastly growl, squeezing my body.

I collapsed on top of him, his hand tenderly kneading my skin, different from earlier when I felt like he would crash me.

“The best night of my life,” Caleb whispered. “You’re finally mine.”

A smile tugged at the corners of my lips. “I don’t want to argue with that.” I giggled when he tickled my side.

“No time for argument because someone’s not done with you yet,” he softly chuckled and placed me on the bed.

I bit my lip as I watched Carl’s dark eyes.

“Forget about me?” he asked with a glint of mischief in his eyes.

“How can I, when you are that angry?” I said, my eyes landing on his very mad soldier. I shuddered deliciously, my thighs tightening. He was big and long, but the head seemed to curve. I never thought men’s form differed too. Caleb’s was just straight all the way, with many veins around its body.

“Have you made your deductions and comparison?” Carl asked.

Caleb chuckled, leaning his body and resting his head on one hand while playing with my hair. “Does size matter to you, Baby?” He thumbed my lips, and down to my neck, and to my breast.

“I don’t know,” was all I could say as Carl’s body hovered over mine. Caleb’s hands roamed over my body, his mouth trailing kisses down my neck and chest. I had just come, but thinking about Carl doing it with me made me throb with need again. What was going on with me?

Carl positioned himself between my legs, his hands spreading them wide. I was instantly aching for him, needing him inside me.

“I don’t want to be gentle this time, Pumpkin.” He pushed inside me in one go, filling me completely. I cried out and moaned at the suddenness, my body trembling with pleasure.

Caleb leaned down, his breath hot against my ear. “You’re so beautiful,” he whispered.

I closed my eyes tightly as I felt Caleb’s tongue around my earlobe, sending delicious goosebumps over my skin, coupled with the sensations of Carl’s cock inside me.

My hands gripped the sheets as the pleasure grew, my moans becoming louder and more urgent. Caleb kissed my neck, his lips trailing down to my breasts. His mouth closed over my nipple, sucking and nibbling as Carl continued to pound inside me.

It was an intense and overwhelming feeling, having two men pleasuring me at the same time.

“You like that, don’t you?” Caleb whispered huskily into my ear, his hot breath tickling my senses. “After having me, you also like another cock inside your greedy pussy.” I moaned loudly. Everything was so lewd. “Your pussy likes Carl pounding into you hard and fast. You like that, baby?”

“Yes,” I moaned uncontrollably, unable to deny it.

Carl’s grip on my hips narrowed as he thrust deeper and harder, causing me to gasp and arch my back. Caleb took the opportunity to run his hands over my breasts, pinching and teasing my nipples until they were hard and sensitive.

“Tell me how you feel, Pumpkin,” Carl growled, his voice rough with need.

“I feel...so good. Ahh!“′ I moaned, unable to hold back.

“Does this make you forget your first time?” Carl bottomed out and stopped, making me meet his eyes as I held back my cry. His cock twitched inside me, pulsating deliciously.

“Yes, Carl. I’ve long forgotten it.” I gasped when he thrust deeper again. “Carl, please...”

“Here, we thought, you like daddy’s cock inside your pussy,”

I loudly gasped, embarrassed, but at the same time, the word daddy excited me. Cassie teased me about how they were like bad daddies to me, but feeling so erotic about it was not right.

Caleb pressed his thumb into my mouth and ran it over my tongue. “Call him daddy as he pounds your pussy, little slut.”

Something in Caleb’s voice made my body clench. There’s gotta be wrong with me. I should be upset to be called slut, but why am I liking it?

My body was responding, but my brain was complaining.

“Do you like daddy’s cock inside your pussy, Pumpkin?”

But dammit! I liked it. “Yes...Daddy,” I moaned, tilting my hips to meet his thrusts.

Carl growled, his fingers digging into my hips as he picked up the pace, slamming into me with a new intensity. “Good girl,”

Caleb captured my lips, biting and nipping.

The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room as my moans and gasps grew louder. My back arched off the bed as the pleasure built inside me, my walls clenching around his cock.

“Please, Carl. I’m so close?” My head felt so light and heady. I could feel the pressure building, my body on the edge of release.

“You got the wrong name, Pumpkin,” he said and thrust harder.

I felt like saying it would make me explode.

“Say it. Beg for it,” Caleb growled.

His rhythm was fast and hard, his thrusts bringing me closer and closer to the edge. I could feel the heat building inside me, ready to explode.

“Yes, please, Daddy, make me come,” I said urgently. The pleasure exploded inside me as I climaxed, my body shaking and shuddering. “Oh, fuck!” I cried out, my body writhing with pleasure as I felt him spilling his release inside me.

“Oh, Damned.” Carl rasped, collapsing on top of me, but making sure I wasn’t crashed.

I felt like I never wanted to leave this bed, this moment of pure bliss. They made me feel alive, desired, and loved in a way I had never experienced before. I knew that whatever came next, I was willing to take the risk, as long as they were by my side.

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Indeed, some things can’t be kept hidden.

In the back of my head, Aunt Beth must have noticed things between us. Carl and Caleb had moved around each other with ease, and whenever they called me, it was always laden with affection.

While preparing lunch together, Aunt Beth kept stealing glances at me. She was very observant.

“Sasha, dear,” Aunt Beth began, and I readied myself. “Are the things going well with you and Carl?”

I glanced up from my chopping board, my cheeks starting to feel hot.“Oh, um, yeah. We’ve, uh, become quite close.”

Aunt Beth nodded but something in her eyes couldn’t be missed. “You know things can become complicated when your heart is torn between choosing the right man for you.”

I tried to smile to lighten the atmosphere because I felt Aunt Beth’s eyes turn piercing. “We’re okay, Aunt Beth. Carl has been attentive.”

“I hope things are smooth, my dear. I know my son. He’s passionate and fiercely protective of those he cares about. But sometimes, that passion can lead to conflicts. I saw that when Caleb arrived.”

I tensed up. “Aunt Beth...” I didn’t know what to say to her. What would she say if I told her the truth?

“Sasha, I don’t want a brawl in my home. You are dear to me. I love Caleb too, but Carl, he’s my son. I don’t want him to get hurt.” Her tone worried me, and the glint in her eyes showed a protective mother to her son. “I saw Caleb kiss you this morning when Carl left.”

I gasped, blinking rapidly. My heart drammed against my ribcage. “Aunt Beth, let me explain—”

“Carl loves you, Sasha. I can see it in his eyes.” Her jaw clenched, her eyes clouded over in sadness. “I won’t tell Carl about it, just please. Whatever this thing going on with you and Caleb...” she sniffled, “you can’t. You have to stop it. You can still save your relationship. I won’t say anything.”

Aunt Beth’s words hit me like a punch to the gut, her concern for Carl evident in every syllable. My mind raced as I struggled to find the right words to reassure her. I just couldn’t be honest with her.

Part of me wanted to heed her advice and end whatever worries she had for us. But another part of me was scared of what her reaction might be.

Would she even understand? I don’t want to give her a heart attack.

“I understand, Aunt Beth,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. “I care about Carl deeply, and I don’t want to see him hurt.”

She smiled, her expression softening in relief. “I know you do, dear. And I believe you. Just... be careful, Sasha. Love can be a tricky thing.” With a weary smile, she patted my hand gently. “Now, let’s finish preparing lunch.”