Page 149 of Lost in the Dark
Jo stopped kissing me. “You okay?”
“Yeah,” I gasped. “Just—full.” There was already so much pressure built up inside me—I felt combustible.
Reeve ground his hips against mine. “Oh, lamb, lamb, lamb—when you come, it’s gonna feel so good. I can already tell your tight little cunt’s gonna try to squeeze me out.” He made a snarling sound and brought his knees closer to the two of us. “Kiss him more, lamb—it’s like watching my own goddamned porno while I fuck.”
I was incapable of doing anything else. Jo took his arm from around me and ran his fingers into my hair, to hold me still for his lips and tongue, while Reeve started to rock into me, grinding Jo’s fingertips against my clit.
“I promise I’ll be careful,” Reeve swore, and then he started to actually thrust. I moaned, feeling nerves light up that I didn’t even know I had, as the thick girth of his cock slicky pulled out and pushed into my entrance, and then the head of it, oh God, the head of it, ran up against everythingrightinside, before landing deep. I fought free from Jo to rise up so I could look down, in sex-high awe. “I’ve got you,” he said, with a hint of triumph. “See? You’re ours now.”
I could feel Jo’s abs, tensing beneath me—and I wondered how it felt for him, still inside my ass, if he could feel Reeve’s movement too.
“I’m gonna stroke too,” he warned me, and then started to thrust.
I couldn’t make words; I just started moaning. Reeve would piston in, in short, fast strokes, while Jo began taking longer, delicious strokes in my ass, and his fingertips kept rubbing me, while Reeve’s mouth had caught one of my breasts.
It was everything, all at once, my whole body on overload. I wanted it to last for forever, but the truth was I wouldn’t make it. “I’m—I’m—gonna come,” I warned them, and they both growled, pumping faster, so they could push me over.
“Fucking take us with you, lamb,” Reeve grunted, pounding into me, making both Jo and I shake with his ferocity. “I wanna feel your pussy.”
“Lizzy—Reeve—” Jo warned, from beneath us both.
“Not yet,” Reeve snarled. “Lamb comes first.”
The thing was, all of a sudden, I didn’t know if I could. I’d reached some strange high plateau of dizzy pleasure, where my blood was ringing in my ears and pulsing in my cunt. “I—” I began, trying to figure out how to explain where their attentions had taken me too, when Jo’s finger pulled at my clit like it was a tripwire, the same time as his cock thrust, and Reeve shoved—I exploded.
I started screaming, flailing between them, my nails clawing on Reeve’s shoulders, my hips thrashing, taking each of them in turns.
“Fuuuuckkk,” Jo groaned, like he was hurt.
“Fill herup,” Reeve commanded.
I didn’t think I could take anymore—I couldn’t even breathe. My legs were wrapped around Reeve’s hips, my heels clattering against each other while he fucked me with heavy grunts and then I felt both of us bounced by the force of Jo’s thrusts from below, and heard him groan.
“Fuck—yes—mynot,” he gasped, his knees bent, him holding us high, as an entirely new sensation emanated from where he was taking my asshole, me stretched in all sorts of new ways, all at once. I squeaked in surprise and then moaned.
“Oh, Jo,” Reeve said. “I feel yournotin her.Fuck, that feelsright.” He made a snarling sound above us both, still thrusting. “Feels so good on my dick. I don’t want to stop.”
“If we keep her, you won’t ever have to,” Jo said.
Reeve grunted, and then moved to kiss me, arching his hips in deep. “Lamb—hang on.”
His hands bunched into the sleeping bag beneath Jo and I, as he started stroking in earnest, all of me pulled absolutely taut. I could swear I felt his dick get harder inside me, and I didn’t think I was the only one.
“Reeve,” Jo moaned. “It’s never been like this.”
“’Cause we never been with her,” Reeve answered, rising up and thrusting forward. “Here I come, lamb,” he said, warning me, just like he’d warned Jo the prior night. “Here. I. Come.” He thrust and he grunted after that, and I knew he was shooting a surge of hot cum deep inside me—I could feel his thick cock jerk against my walls—and then—
“I’ve got you,” Jo said, holding me again, as Reeve panted.
“Fuck—fuck—” the bigger man hissed, ridden by the end of his orgasm. “Lamb, I’m going to knot you so full—Jo—hold her steady—fuck!”
It was the first time I realized what they’d been saying, as Reeve’s cock filled me up, not only with cum, but with pressure, pressing my walls out in all directions. I gasped in surprise and tried to pull back, but Jo kept me in place.
“It’s okay, it’s okay, it’s okay,” he promised, one arm holding me tight, the other soothing his hand all over my body.
“What’s happening?” I whispered, my voice going high. I was trapped on both of them, unable to get free, a cock pinned in each hole. Reeve was bent over, holding himself up with one arm still, breathing hard.
“We knotted you, Lizzy. Because you’re ours. And we don’t want you to get away.”