Total pages in book: 55
Estimated words: 51166 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 256(@200wpm)___ 205(@250wpm)___ 171(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 51166 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 256(@200wpm)___ 205(@250wpm)___ 171(@300wpm)
Gripping his cock, he lines himself up at my entry and slowly pushes inside, moaning as he goes deeper. “I knew you’d feel this good.”
Matteo and Fiero are watching. I search their faces for jealousy or irritation, but instead I find avid attention and arousal.
I gesture for Matteo to come closer. He kneels on the bed next to me and I take his cock in my mouth, sliding my tongue over his velvety length. Giovanni groans with pleasure as he watches me suck on his brother. Fiero kneels at my other side, and I reach for him, finding silky precum on the head of his cock.
I’m surrounded by the Bestia brothers, one in my pussy, one in my mouth, and one in my hand. I feel like a goddess to these Roman gods, all of us giving and receiving pleasure, a four-headed beast of rapturous pleasures.
With no words, and maybe without even realizing it, the men coordinate their pace, each of them thrusting their cock into my pussy, mouth, and hand in some magical triplet coordination.
Giovanni presses this thumb against my clit and I see stars again. He rubs a tight circle over the little nub and I come, my cry a vibration against Matteo’s thick cock.
As I’m flying high, I feel a change in the men. Giovanni grips my hip and pushes deep inside with a stuttering thrust. Matteo strokes my chin as he stills in my mouth. Fiero quickens the pace, his cock sliding back and forth through my palm.
Then all of the men are coming, Giovanni pumping inside me, Matteo filling my mouth, and Fiero spilling over as I work his cock in my hand.
After that, the brothers seem to share an ease and cooperation that I’ve not witnessed between them before. With no words, they work together to clean me up, and then they lie around me on the bed, each of them stroking part of my body with a gentle but purposeful touch.
None of us speak. Instead we rest, connected, our breathing slowing. Maybe, like me, the men are processing what just happened. The physical pleasure was beyond incredible, but I was also honored to share something so intimate with all of them together, and to witness their intense connection as they also connected with me.
As if reading my thoughts, Matteo leans over to kiss me with a tenderness that is new and profound. I feel the sting of tears at the back of my eyes, but they’re quickly forgotten as he pulls me over to lie on top of him, my breasts pressing into his chest, his cock kicking against my belly.
They’re several years older than me, but they have the stamina and rebound time of much younger men. Matteo kisses me with intent, as one of his brother’s hands slides across my back and over the curve of my ass.
I arch against Matteo, and the hand – I glance aside to see that it’s Fiero’s – dips between my legs to stroke my pussy before gliding over the puckered hole between my cheeks. I wiggle in response, and he returns to tease me there.
Though we’ve been having amazing sex since my birthday, we haven’t been that adventurous. We haven’t done anything at my back door. Some of the nerves I’d been feeling earlier return, but I trust these men, and I want to experience them in every way possible.
When Giovanni leaves the room and returns with a bottle of lube that he hands to Fiero, I smile at both of them and remember the words of Giovanni’s toast. To adventure.
As Fiero continues to explore, now with a slippery finger, Matteo’s cock prods me, his erection growing harder. I shift back and sink down, taking him inside me, and we both sigh with pleasure as our bodies join.
As I fuck his brother, Fiero gradually becomes more aggressive, first rubbing my opening, then slipping a finger in, massaging more before pushing a second finger inside.
It’s uncomfortable at first, and a strange, unfamiliar sensation, but the more I relax, the better it feels.
Fiero squeezes my ass cheek. “Are you ready for this, bella?”
I look over my shoulder to nod at him, and am stunned by the strength of both the lust and the concern I see in his eyes. He wants me very badly, but he only wants to do what feels good for me. His intentions are clear, and his care melts my heart.
Fiero proceeds slowly. His cock is so much thicker than his two fingers, but he’s prepared me well, and once the head of him slips in, the rest is easy. Not just easy – good. So good.
I’m still riding Matteo, and the fit is so much tighter than it already was. I feel so full. So happy. After these past couple of months of getting to know them so well, and of falling for them both, I don’t have to choose. I have them both with me. In me. Mine.