Page 148 of Lost in the Dark

I had a dizzy moment to contemplate that, when Reeve lowered his head again, pried my cheeks apart with his hands, and started licking at my asshole. I startled—more concerned about this new sensation than any words exchanged—but Jo wrapped me up again. “Does it feel good, Lizzy?” he asked.

I was shivering—Reeve’s tongue stroking against my rim and pressing in felt good—but strange. But...good.“Yeah.”

“Then let him,” Jo said, with another kiss. “You’ve done anal, right?”

I nodded. “But only a few times.”

“S’okay,” Jo said, as Reeve’s tongue pushed in. “We’ll get you there.”

“Yeah,” I breathed, beginning to pant. I pulled my knees up to my chest to hold without thinking, making more of myself accessible, my red heels hovering in mid-air. Reeve pulled away and rose up, surveying us.

“That’s what I like to see,” he said, reaching to the side, between the camping pad and the tent, where they’d secreted a tube of lube. He poured out a generous amount on his palm and rubbed it between both hands like lotion, lubricating both palms and fingers. “Relax for me, lamb,” he said, coming for my asshole with one hand, while the other went to wrap Jo’s swollen cock.

I felt one thick finger at the entrance of my hole, asking to be let in. I made a whining sound as he started to press it, feeling myself begin to open.

“We’ve got you,” Jo murmured from behind me, then moved to grab my face, to twist me, so that he could kiss my lips. By now Reeve was a knuckle deep, and going further. “We’ve really got you,” Jo said, when he pulled back, his eyes dark. Now Reeve was shifting himself inside of me, pulling his finger in and out. It feltgoodand I made a low noise of pleasure.

“Perfect, lamb,” Reeve said. “You’re almost there,” he said, starting to spiral his finger, stretching me wider bit by bit.

I had no idea where “there” was, but I wanted it—and beneath me, Jo, was starting to pant.

“Reeve—” he said.

“I know,” Reeve agreed—and pulled his finger out of me. My ass had a sad moment, where it realized it was empty—but then Reeve was there, angling Jo’s hard cock on in. I made a soft sound of surprise as I was stretched again, that became a purr of satisfaction as his slick cock slowly slid deeper. “That’s right, little lamb. I’m always gonna make you feel good. Jo too. Jo, tell her.”

Jo bent his head up to kiss my neck. “Always, Lizzy.”

I was panting as hard was Jo was. “Just—go slow?”

“’Course,” Reeve promised, for the both of them. He took the tube of lube, warmed it up between his hands, and poured a gush of it onto where Jo and I met. “You’re almost all the way in her, Jo. You feel that?”

“Fuck, yes,” Jo said. “Lizzy—” he began, and then his voice faded into something like a growl. “I feel so good in you.”

“I know,” I said, and made another helpless whine. “I feel it too.” One of my hands was clenched around his, holding it to my breast, as his hips bobbed us both, making his cock take my ass bit by bit, until it landed and he held it tight.

He hissed my name and arced his hips up. “Reeve—I don’t know—”

“I won’t make you wait long,” Reeve promised him, and then leaned over the two of us, slicking his cock with even more lube. “You’ve gotta let me in, lamb. You can’t imagine how bad I need to fuck you.”

Only I could, because his hard-on was pointing right at me, all its angry swollen length, and now I was even tighter—

“You can do it,” Jo said, winding one hand down between my legs to softly rub my clit. “We both want you.”

Reeve balanced himself on one hand, using the other to angle himself for me. “And—lamb—” he said, only playing himself against my folds once, before starting to push in. “You want us.”

I must have because whyever else would I be spreadeagled, with one man’s cock up my ass and the other coming for my pussy? “I do,” I whispered. Jo kissed my neck more, and I ran a hand back into his hair, while my other clasped his hand between my legs.

“Good,” Jo said, nuzzling his face against my neck. “You can take him. I promise. You were made for us.”

“Goddamn, lamb,” Reeve said, working more of himself inside me. “Never been in a hole this tight.”

Trapped between the two of them, I was crying out with each move Reeve made, which was almost with each of my breaths. I was beginning to feel lost again—the same feeling that’d first propelled me on this trip—but that had been more of a desperate free-fall, where I’d been struggling to hold on.

This time, it was like a long slow slide into something better between them, one of them there to give, one of them there to take.

I twisted my head to catch Jo’s mouth in mine, and heard Reeve make a deep sound of approval, as he gave a heavier shove.

“She’s gonna open up and take me and I’m going to come on the spot from watching you two,” he complained. I saw Jo flip him off out of the corner of my eye and I laughed, and then Reeve grunted. “Oh lamb—I’m so fucking so close—fucking—yes—” he hissed as I groaned into Jo’s mouth as Reeve’s hips met mine and my eyes rolled back.