“Let me turn her around, Robert,” Simon said, and Christy felt her heart start beating so fast she thought it might just jump right out of her chest. But it already had, and these two had caught it.

“I can’t believe I’m so lucky,” she murmured as Robert slipped his fingers out of her bottom. She shivered at the erotic sensation. “I never imagined I’d enjoy something so depraved but, honest to God, I cannot wait to have both of you inside me.”

She dug her nails into Simon’s shoulders as Robert gave her back entrance one more caress and then kissed the plump cheek of her bottom, sucking on it hard enough she knew she’d have one of his marks there.

“You love leaving your marks on me,” she said to him.

“If I have my way you’ll both have them by morning,” Robert said in the gruff, growly voice he’d only recently discovered. She’d only recently discovered. Had they really known each other, or themselves for that matter, before Simon came back? She was beginning to wonder.

“God, you two are perfect,” Simon said.

He cupped Christy’s cheeks and kissed her again. His arms snaked around her, and he hugged her tightly as he kissed her, his hands roaming her back until he finally cupped her bottom and pulled her hips tight to his. She thrilled at the feel of his hard cock pressed against her stomach. That was going to be inside her bottom.

As if reading her mind, he slipped the tip of one finger into that untried entrance, and she moaned into his mouth and spread her legs wider as he manipulated his finger, igniting sensations she’d never felt before, the sting of entry giving way to the bliss of pleasure. And the whole time Robert’s hands were running up and down her thighs, holding her hips so she couldn’t move until she whimpered, and then letting her go, sliding around her stomach to tug on her pubic curls.

She deepened the kiss, sucking on Simon’s tongue and then biting his lip, the feelings overwhelming. She needed.

“Please,” she whimpered into his mouth.

Simon had the gall to laugh softly. “Are you begging, my Christy? Tell us what you want.”

“I need you,” she said.

“That’s not enough,” Robert said. He leaned up and bit her bottom again, and she moaned. “Tell us exactly what you need.”

“I need you to fuck me,” Christy said breathlessly as Simon toyed with her bottom. Robert’s hand was now between her legs, his fingers rubbing along her lower lips, gliding through her slick cream. She gave a sob, desperate to have him push inside.

“All right,” Simon said. He pulled his hands away and Robert did as well, and then Simon helped her turn around so she was facing Robert.

“I’m going to enter you first, then Robert,” Simon told her. “If it hurts at any time, I want you to say so, or if you want us to stop. There’s nothing wrong with that. Some people need time to adjust to it and can’t do it until the third or fourth or fifth try, and some never like it, and that’s fine. All right?”

“All right.” Christy was nervous, but she wasn’t going to tell them that. She did want to do this. She liked the idea of all them being together like this. Of being the one that brought them together. Would Simon and Robert be together if it weren’t for Christy? Maybe. Maybe not. But here, now, in this special way, she gave them something extraordinary, just as they gave her.

Simon pushed her down gently, until her head rested on Robert’s chest, her bottom sticking up in the air. “I feel very exposed,” she complained only half-jokingly.

“That’s because you are,” Simon said. “But you trust me, don’t you?”

“Absolutely,” she replied without hesitation. “Do your worst.”

“I’d rather it be his best,” Robert said, stroking her hair across chest as he liked to do.

“Oh!” Christy couldn’t stop the little exclamation of surprise when Simon slipped a finger inside her bottom again.

“Just a little more of this salve,” he said. “And just so you know, I may not last very long. Like I said, I was sitting there thinking about this for several hours. I’m ready to burst. You two are so bloody gorgeous and—”

He stopped and just gripped Christy’s hip so tightly she knew she’d be bruised, and she didn’t care. She loved it. Loved seeing that someone wanted her, someone cared for her, she belonged to someone.

“Yours,” she said, understanding dawning. “You were going to say yours.”

“Yes,” Simon said, his voice choked up. “Mine.”

“We are, you know,” Robert said, tucking loose strands of Christy’s hair behind her ear. “I didn’t realize it back when I first met you both, but I think even then I knew this day would come. We have always been destined to be together.”

“Do you think so?” Simon said. He ran his free hand up and down Christy’s back. “I certainly fought it hard enough this last year. But I think you’re right.”

His finger disappeared and suddenly his cock was there, seeking entry. She did the same thing she’d done when it was their fingers—she pushed back against it and the tip slipped in, like a key in a lock. Christy gasped at the sting, and Robert hushed her and smoothed his hand over her hair.

“I’ll wait,” Simon said breathlessly. “I’ll let you adjust a minute.”

Robert came up one elbow. “Robert,” Simon said warningly.

“Be quiet,” he said. “I want to kiss my wife while you fuck her bottom.” Just hearing those words ignited the pleasure she’d been waiting for. She had them both, Robert and Simon, in her bed, loving her, fucking her. Robert’s mouth found hers, and all she could think was, mine, mine, mine.

He kissed her with exquisite slowness and attention to detail, outlining her lips with his tongue, tickling the corners so she opened wider, delving inside and tasting every inch, licking and sucking her mouth like a confection, like he’d done to her cunt last night with Simon.

Was this what her life would be like from now on? Decadent, pleasure filled nights, her every wanton fantasy fulfilled by the two men she loved more than words could express? Two men who loved her equally, who loved her enough to love each other.

She moaned into Robert’s mouth as Simon pushed deeper into her waiting, wanting passage. She needed him to fill her. Needed them both so badly now.

Simon was moving in her now, fucking her, actually fucking her, in her bottom, and she laughed breathlessly against Robert’s mouth. It ended in a moan of pleasure.

“It feels good?” Robert asked, nuzzling her temple. He fondled her breast, pinched her nipple, and she gasped as a bolt of sensation traveled between her breast and her cunt and her bottom. She felt her muscles contract.

“So good I might come if you do that again,” she told him, panting.

“I felt that,” Simon said, as out of breath as she was. “Hurry, Robert, fuck her. Let’s try to come together this first time.”

Robert lay back down and gripped his erect cock. “Help her take me,” he told Simon gruffly. Simon wrapped his arm around her waist and lifted her, pulling her torso up, changing the angle of his cock inside her and she trembled, trying not to come.

“I don’t think I’m going to last,” she said. “It’s so good. It’s so good to have you inside me again.”

She reached over her shoulder to cup his head and feel his gorgeous hair, and he put his mouth on her shoulder and bit her just this side of too hard and she gasped and her orgasm receded just enough. Simon cupped her breasts in his palms while she arched her back, holding onto a fistful of his hair, his cock in her bottom, while Robert pushed his into her tight cunt.

“Oh, God,” she moaned. “It feels so full down there, so tight. He’s so big.”

“With both of us in there, it’s going to be tight,” Simon told her. “Is it too much?”

She shook her head. “Never. I like it. It hurts, but I like it.”

“I think you like it when it hurts a little,” Robert murmured. He’d been going slow, pushing into her, but he was almost all the way in. He shoved in the last inch and she gasped at the sharp sting of it, and immediately felt her orgasm coming.

“Oh, God,” she gasped. “I’m going to come.”

“So am I,” Robert ground out between clenched teeth. “I can feel him. I can feel his cock against mine inside you, Christy.”

Robert put his hands over Simon’s on her breasts and squeezed, and then he moved just a bit, his cock pulling back and pushing in just an inch or so, but it was enough. Something inside her felt so good where his cock was rubbing, and she pressed down on him, twisted and rolled her hips, reached back and held Simon inside her with a hand on his thigh, and the pleasure broke inside her so hard, like an explosion.

She cried out as colors burst behind her closed eyelids into stars in the night sky. When she heard them both moan, heard Robert saying Simon’s name, and felt the heat of their release inside her it ignited another wave of pleasure so intense she couldn’t even hold herself up anymore and Simon had to wrap his arms around her.

Robert found her knot of pleasure between her legs and pressed on it, rolling it, his cock still semi-hard inside her, and she had a smaller orgasm that made her moan and smile and stretch and throw both arms back and around Simon’s head. Robert cupped her breasts again, and pinched her nipples while she rocked on both cocks until they softened and they all sat or lay there, breathless and sated.

There was so much Christy wanted to say, so many things she needed to tell them, but as Simon gently laid her down beside Robert, sleep overtook her and she drifted off to the gentle ministrations of her men, and their murmured words of love.