Kalie nodded timidly, realizing his intent. Carl’s hand glided over her ass, rubbing something slick against her. Then he pushed his fingers inside her. Slowly. First one, then two. They pushed in deep, and she arched back against him at the sensual feel of him stroking her tight passage.

Then he pulled them free and she felt his cockhead bump against her, the head nudging her opening. Then it started to push inside.

She fought the urge to tense up, keeping her muscles relaxed as his cockhead stretched her. Wider and wider.

Erik held her tight to his chest, his hand on her head almost protective and she listened to the beating of his heart—fast with excitement, but steady and comforting—as Carl filled her... slowly... but ever moving deeper.

Once Carl was inside, both men stayed still, giving her time to get used to their two big cocks inside her. Filling her impossibly full.

She sucked in a deep breath. It felt so wildly erotic she was sure she’d soar into orgasm at the slightest movement.

But when Carl pulled back, his thick cock dragging along her tight canal, she hung on, breathing through the pleasure. Squeezing Erik’s big cock in her vagina.

Satisfaction washed through her at Erik’s groan of pleasure.

Then Carl glided forward again, taking her breath away. She felt so... full.

Erik wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her tight to his body. Their gazes locked.

“I want to watch Carl fuck your ass.”

Carl pulled back, then drove into her again. She arched against Erik’s chest, her tight, hard nipples pushing into him. Carl filled her several more times in smooth, slow thrusts, as she quivered in Erik’s arms.

The need in Erik’s deep blue eyes ramped up with each stroke until they were ablaze. Then he groaned and started pumping into her, too.

Both men filled her with their rock-hard cocks. Gliding deep. Pulling back.

Her fingers curled around Erik’s shoulders, clinging to him as pleasure coiled deep in her belly... tighter and tighter... until it was a throbbing knot of raw, pulsing need seeking release.

“Fuck!” Carl exclaimed, then she felt him erupt inside her, heat filling her passage.

Her fingers tightened around Erik’s shoulders as she gasped, then... another deep stroke of Erik’s cock... and pleasure pummeled her, releasing that pent-up need. She moaned as an orgasm exploded through her, the pleasure spiraling outward... spinning through every part of her.

Both men kept pulsing into her and the pleasure just kept on rising... twirling... sending her to dizzying heights of ecstasy.

Erik thrust deeper still, his groan echoing through her consciousness as he exploded inside her.

She wailed as a new orgasm blasted through her.

* * *

Kalie lay in her bed alone, staring at the moonlight gleaming on the simple white bedding covering her. Missing the two big, strong men who’d given her so much pleasure.

Carl was delightful and sweet. And wonderfully sexy.

Erik was much more intense and his dominating nature drew her like the moon draws the tides. It was a pulsing, intense need inside her. To be in his arms. To do whatever he told her to do.

She wanted to be his. Completely and forever.

She sighed, wishing she was in his arms now.

* * *

Erik awoke to a soft, feminine body pressed against him. Warm and... fuck, naked.

His cock started to rise.

He glanced down to see Kalie snuggled close to him, her cheek against his chest. And her soft breasts pressed to his stomach playing havoc with his hormones.

Her eyes were closed and her heart-shaped lips looked so soft and kissable.

She murmured in her sleep and snuggled closer, her breasts shifting, making his cock even harder.

In their role-playing as her captor, he should just roll her over and wake her with a hard stroke of his cock inside her. But the look of her right now—so sweet and vulnerable—drew on his protective instincts. Right now, he wanted to be someone who took care of her, not assaulted her, even if it was her fantasy.

He stroked his hand down her back, stopping before the curve of her delightful ass. His lips played along the top of her head, wisps of her hair tickling his nose. He breathed in the light floral scent of her shampoo. So feminine.

Her head turned, then he felt her soft lips brushing against his chest. Her hand glided downward, over his stomach... Oh, fuck, the feel of her fingers curling around his hard shaft sent need pulsing through him. She stroked lightly a couple of times, then her head moved down his stomach, her lips caressing his skin.

When he felt her tongue rasp over the tip of his cock, he groaned. She giggled, then licked down his cock. Her fingertips glided lightly along the side of the shaft while she kissed his balls. Her mouth widened around him and he felt his testicle encased in the warmth of her mouth. Heat blazed through him as she gently teased it with her tongue.

She released it, then drew the other one in her mouth. As she gave it her apt attention, her fingers stroked his cock. Up and down. Stoking his need higher.

When she released his ball from her mouth and started kissing up his shaft, he expected her to take his cock in her mouth next, but instead she kept moving upward. When she reached his chest, she licked one nipple, then moved to the other and suckled.

His breathing was erratic now.

Then her face popped up and she smiled. She surged up and kissed his mouth. When she drew away, he cupped her face and drew her back, thrusting his tongue between her lips and driving deep. Her breathing accelerated and when he released her lips, her eyes were wide.

“I want to make you happy,” she said. “I’ll do whatever you want.”