Blood rushes through my ears. No one has ever touched me where Ryan caresses me now. It feels dirty and sexy, and I want more.

I have no fucking clue how I’m ever going to take more. My body feels like a limp noodle already, but I can’t keep from thrusting back, hoping Ryan will slip his finger inside and introduce me to a new, erotic world I’ve only ever dreamed of.

“Emma, answer me.” I look up and furrow my brow. Grant chuckles and repeats himself. “Has anyone ever played with your ass?”

I continue to stroke the way he showed me earlier and shake my head at the same time Ryan pushes a finger past the tight ring of muscle. There’s an initial bite of pain followed by immense pleasure, and my body sparks back to life.

“No,” I moan. “I’ve never done this before.”

“Good girl.” With his fist wrapped around my hair, Grant pulls my mouth back to his cock, only this time, he buries himself as deep as my throat will allow. I lick and suck the thick shaft and swallow the tip as best I can while Ryan uses his finger to fuck my ass.

My best friend is knuckle-deep in my ass.

I should be embarrassed, or at least ashamed of what I’m letting these two men do to me. But I’m not.

Not one bit.

In fact, I want more. I need Ryan’s cock there.

Heat races through my body, and I reach for my clit, needing some sort of release, but Ryan snags my hand. “Sorry, baby. That’s for us to play with, and we’re not ready for you to get off again just yet.”

Pushing my tongue toward the roof of my mouth I create as much suction as I can, and Grant hisses. He pulls back, his cock falling from my mouth, and I peek up at him, ready to beg for more when he brushes his fingers along my cheek.

Sliding his hand under me, Grant finds my clit, and my hips jerk, causing Ryan’s finger to push farther into my ass. “You want us both to fuck you? Ryan in that perfect ass, and me in this tight pussy?”

“Yes,” I moan.

“Yes, what? What do you want?” Ryan growls.

“Fuck me,” I beg. “I want you both to fuck me.”

“That’s our girl.” The mattress shifts as Grant readjusts himself against the headboard. He holds out a hand for me. “Come ride my cock, baby. Let me feel that sweet pussy wrapped around me.”

Ryan removes his hand so I can move toward Grant. I take Grant’s hand, press my knees to either side of his hips, and guide his cock to my entrance. Slowly, I lower myself onto his shaft. He’s large, and it takes a second, but my body acclimates to his size, and I begin to ride him.

Cupping my neck with his hand, Grant pulls my mouth to his in a searing kiss and slides down the pillows, lowering us onto the bed.

Ryan’s warm hand finds my hip, and once again, a cool shot of liquid slides down my ass. I concentrate on Grant’s mouth, losing myself in the feeling of his tongue against mine, and his thick cock inside of me. Ryan lowers himself on top of me, and when the head of his dick presses against my ass, my body tenses.

“Relax, baby,” Ryan murmurs, trailing his lips down my neck. He sucks at the soft spot behind my ear and whispers, “I’m not going to lie, this might hurt a little, but if it’s too much, just say the word, and I’ll stop. Okay?”

I nod and look over my shoulder. “Take it slow, but I want you there.” Allowing Ryan to fuck my ass feels so much more intimate than fucking Grant, and I need to look at him, I need him to see that it’s okay—that I’m okay. “Ryan?”

“Yes, sweet girl?”

“I trust you.”

Curling his hand around the front of my neck, Ryan pulls back and kisses me. The angle makes it awkward and uncomfortable, but I need this. I need to kiss him.

Grant continues to slowly rock his hips, and with each gentle thrust, Ryan’s cock presses against my ass.

“Please,” I moan.

Ryan’s lips travel down my cheek, and then he pushes up, hovering over my back. “I need you to bear down for me, okay?”

I nod, doing as he asks, and Ryan pushes the tip of his cock in. Pain rips through my body, and I squeeze my eyes shut. Grant brings his lips to mine. His tongue dips into my mouth, swirling and tasting. Ryan waits for several long seconds, allowing Grant to create a distraction, and then he pushes inside of me inch by inch.

“Fuck,” I moan, blinking through the sting of tears.

Ryan stops. He’s gripping my hips so tightly, I’m sure he’s going to leave fingerprints there. “Are you okay?”

“It hurts, but it feels good.” So good. Unlike anything I’ve ever felt. “I feel full. So full. I don’t know how else to describe it.”

“Complete?” Grant offers. His eyes shift to Ryan’s over my shoulder and then back to me. I nod.

“And whole. I feel whole.”

“I’m going to give you a second to adjust to us, Emma. Tell me when you’re ready, and Grant and I will start a rhythm that I promise you’ll love.”

I’ve never been so ready for anything in my life. With my left hand, I reach behind me to grip Ryan’s ass so I can hold him to me. I wrap my right hand around the back of Grant’s neck and rest my forehead against his.

“I’m ready,” I whisper, keeping my eyes on Grant’s as Ryan pulls out of me before slowly sinking back in. It only takes a few thrusts for the pain to fade to pleasure. My heart hammers inside my chest. Nothing has ever felt this good. An overwhelming sense of love and completion settles over me. It’s unlike anything I’ve ever felt and the urge to give them the same euphoric feeling is too strong.

I roll my hips. Grant moans and Ryan presses his head to my back.

“Slow, sweet girl. We don’t want to hurt you,” he says.

I don’t want to go slow. My hormones are taking over and the only thing I can think of is getting closer to these two men. I feel possessive and the need to claim them grows with each passing second. “Please,” I beg, rocking my hips again.

That movement is all it takes. Everything around us erupts in a flurry of moans and tongues and dirty words.

Fuck, that feels good.

So goddamn tight.

Please, don’t stop.

Their hands and lips are everywhere. I don’t know where they end and I begin, and I don’t care to find out. Right now, we’re one. We’re three best friends—three lovers—coming together, and it’s perfect. I don’t ever want it to end.

As promised, Grant and Ryan find the perfect rhythm, but I can’t move. I’m trapped between two hard, large bodies, and it’s the best damn place in the entire fucking world.

If I die tomorrow, I will die a happy woman.

“Harder,” I pant.

Ryan slams into me, rocking my body, and Grant grunts.

“Fuck, Emma,” he breathes. “You feel so fucking good, baby. Tight and warm. I’m not going to last.”

“Hold the fuck on,” Ryan says. “I’m almost there.”

“Me, too.”

Grant’s body shudders, and then I feel a rush of moisture as he explodes inside of me. Ryan’s hips pump furiously, tipping me over the edge, and I scream both of their names as my own orgasm rushes through me.

Ryan’s body stiffens on top of my mine, and then his hips jerk. He comes long and hard as he releases himself into my ass.

We all collapse on the bed in a heap of sweaty, sated bodies. Ryan pulls out of me and rolls to the side, allowing me to roll off Grant.

Ryan is on my left side, his hand cupping my breast, and Grant is on my right, his semi-hard cock resting against my leg. My body feels empty without them inside me, but there’s a fullness in my heart that wasn’t there before, and that’s the feeling I hold onto.

“I’ve wanted you both for so long. I’ve waited for this for so long. I never thought it could be like this—this good—but I’d hoped.”

“We’ve been waiting for this too, kicker,” Grant whispers, running his hand up and down my arm.

“You’re so beautiful, Emma.” Ryan skims his fingers down my chest, resting them on my belly. “Thank you for letting us have this part of you.”

I look at his hand, so big and strong and steady, and I reach out, linking my fingers with his and then I look at Grant. His eyes soften.

“We’re not letting you go, Emma. You’re ours now. If you’ll have us,” he says, covering our hands with his.

What does that mean, I’m theirs now? For the night? The weekend? Forever? I’m good with forever, but I’d hate to get my hopes up too much.

Ryan kisses the tip of my nose. “He’s right. You should rest up because we’re not even close to being done with you.”

“Good,” I say, nuzzling deeper into the bed. “Because there’re still a few things I’d like to do, too.”

Grant props himself up on an elbow and smiles down at me. “Ryan’s cock in your ass wasn’t enough?”

Ryan buries his face in my neck, and I feel him smile.

I shake my head. “Nope. I want more.”

My goal: your hearts.

“Whatever you want, Emma,” Grant says, fighting a smile. “You name it, and it’s yours.”

How about forever? But I keep that thought to myself.

“And I have a ton of questions.”

“We probably have the answers.” Ryan kisses the soft spot behind the ear he was nibbling and then sits up. “How about we shower and eat dinner and then we can talk.”

“A nice, hot shower sounds perfect.”

Grant slides off the bed and walks to the bedroom door. I don’t miss the way Ryan’s eyes linger on Grant’s naked ass. “You two jump in the shower. I’ll call down to Alfonzo’s and make us reservations for tonight.”

“Alfonzo’s?” I look at Ryan for the answer because Grant is already halfway down the hall.

“It’s one of the restaurants in the main building of the lodge. Come on, kicker, let’s get you wet.” I squeal when Ryan lifts me up and carries me to the bathroom.

“I already am,” I whisper, kissing his neck.

I have a feeling it’ll always be like that with these two around.

“I always knew you’d be a dirty girl.”