She was flying. Rich’s silken mouth was different than Deni’s rougher one, but his kiss rendered her immobile just the same. He pulled her against his hard body and lifted her into arms, never breaking their kiss. She’d never been lifted before, and he held her with an ease that made her head spin. His tongue curled against hers, plunging in and out her mouth with each glide. She’d just met them both a couple of hours ago, at most, and she wanted to rip their clothes from their bodies.

She tried to tell herself this was too soon, that she shouldn’t want them to take her to the floor and fuck her brains out. That she shouldn’t like the way Deni commanded the world and Rich guided her with a softer touch. Hell, she shouldn’t even know that about them, but she did. She knew that Deni needed a harder caress, that his kisses would plunder and claim. Rich’s touch sought control and then coaxed her to give it over. It’s why she didn’t realize, until her back slammed against the backseat of the truck, that he’d carried her outside. He crouched over her form as the jeep spun out of the restaurant, but she couldn’t pay attention to where they were going. Rich’s lips teased her, pulled her, and then ran away. His hands framed her tits through her shirt, bunching the heavy mounds and making her moan. His thick cock pressed into her stomach and she wanted to taste him. Needed to see how hard he had gotten for her.

For her.

The realization that she’d caused this, that the way he ate at her lips with pure abandon, with real desire, blew her away. Tears pricked her eyes, and she tried to blink them away, but when she tasted the salt of them she knew she hadn’t succeeded.

“What is it, baby?” Rich asked against her lips.

“You want me.” A wealth of pain and history filled those three small little words.

Rich lifted away from her, his hands framing her face. “Oh, pretty girl, you’re so wrong. Want isn’t the word I’d use. Crave. Need. Desperate for. Take your pick.”

She sucked in a breath as he used his claws to rip her shirt into shreds and pull the material from her body. His eyes lit up, the deep green sparking with power. He licked his lips like a man starved before he sucked one of her nipples into his mouth. She cried out, arching her back to force more of her into his mouth. His hair caressed her skin, his lips played with her flesh, and he used his teeth to send her pussy into convulsions. She’d never come from having her nipples played with, but she thought maybe today would be the day. He laved her with his tongue, pressing her sensitive flesh against his teeth with every flick. He pushed her breasts together and let go of her nipple to suck both tips into his mouth.

A bomb exploded.

The dual sense of his tongue dancing over both nipples sent her body into overdrive. She wanted to be fucked, and fucked right now. She jerked her body against him.

“Please,” she choked out.

“You will not come until I get my hands on you. Be a good girl for me, and wait,” Deni ordered from the front seat.

A wealth of desire pooled into her gut. Rich didn’t stop his ministrations. In fact, he pushed between her legs and angled his cock over her clit. Her mind spun and she couldn’t stop her cry as he pressed hard. He stroked her, through the cloth of their jeans. Each motion of his hips pushed her higher, and her body clenched, but she bit down on her lip. She wouldn’t come. Deni hadn’t told her she could. Something about holding on, letting it build on his command only made the pleasure sweeter, hotter. Rich sucked and played, knowing what Deni had said, and still working her. The jeep screeched to a halt, and through a haze Ally noticed the towered trees around them, but she didn’t get much more than that. Deni got out the front seat and then nearly ripped the back door off the hinges. The frigid air whipped into the car, but between the heat of Deni and Rich, she was on fire. Deni jerked his jacket off before pulling his shirt off next.

If she hadn’t been trying her best to breathe she would have died right then. His rock-hard abs were covered in a curly mass of dark had that continued down to the waistband of his jeans. Half-dressed, she could believe he was a bear. Nothing was small on the man.

“Push her to the edge. I want that mouth around my cock,” Deni growled.

Rich let go of her nipples and the coolness felt like a caress. She shuddered as Rich gripped her waist and slid her to the other side of the cab with ease.

“Good. I’d like to have my own bit of honey,” Rich said.

Her jeans disappeared under another swipe of claws. How he didn’t cut her, she’d never know. But then she couldn’t focus on him. Deni flicked the button of his jeans opened and slowly unzipped the denim. His cock spilled out from in between. God, he’d been commando. She wondered if Rich was, too. Deni’s dick was massive, thick and long, and she feared she wouldn’t get much more than the head in her mouth, let alone take him into her body.

“You were built for me. Trust that,” he told her. “Now open wide for me.”

She did, dammit, she did as he commanded instantly. He pressed the head of his cock against her lips and traced them with his pre-cum. She snaked out her tongue to taste him. Then jerked when he slapped one nipple.

“You wait and do what I tell you.”

Fuck. That was hot. So damn hot. She clenched her hands at her side and let him slip over her lips and play. She fought her urge to suck him inside, to feel his hot brand. Rich must have opened the other door, because more cool air smacked her pussy before he kissed her there. She moaned. They mirrored each other, each tracing a separate set of lips. Deni, with his cock, and Rich with his tongue. Then, together, they filled her. Rich’s tongue slid into her pussy and Deni charge toward her throat. She wailed around his flesh. He was big, too big, but she swallowed.

“Take it. That’s it. I want to fuck that tight throat of yours.”

He didn’t give her time to adjust, and his rough handling only sent her flying. He sawed his hips back and forth, and she swallowed what she could. Spit slid from the seam of her mouth and over her cheeks. But pleasure from Rich sucking her clit made her throat lax. She relaxed and took them, riding a livewire.

“Fuck her pussy, Rich. Made that tight cunt come. That’s what she wants,” Deni ordered.

Her fantasy, in the flesh.

“My pleasure.”

“I’ll be there next time, Ally. I’m going to fuck that pretty pussy while Rich fucks your mouth. And you’re going to love every minute of it,” Deni told her.

He didn’t ask, he didn’t wonder. He told her she would, and she knew he was right. Rich’s hot dick pressed against her greedy pussy and he pressed inside. He was broad, but not nearly as thick as Deni. She wondered, then, if Deni had him go first to prepare her for his later possession. Because she knew there would be a later. She wouldn’t let a chance to have Deni inside of her go. She gasped and swallowed Deni down deeper, feeling Rich slam into her. She stopped breathing. For one, blissful moment, the world stopped. She was suspended between their bodies, rough hands clasped to her waist, another set around her face to hold her in place. She knew they could see every part of her body, from her soft stomach to her heavy breasts. Her thick thighs would be on display, and the cushioned ass she lay on would be impossible to hide. She could see it, so clearly, but they didn’t stop. Her body didn’t dampen their ardor, in fact, it enhanced it. She had no doubt. She could feel it.

It was indescribable, but she knew she was right. They needed her, and in this moment, she gave them everything they wanted. The world shot back into motion, and Rich pounded into her, stretching her until her pussy burned on the edge of pleasure and pain. Her jaw ached and her tongue worked furiously to take Deni, but she’d never been so turned on in her life. Her clit throbbed with need, and Rich, fucking wonderful, perfect Rich, pinched the nub. She clenched down around his thick cock.

“She wants to come. She’d holding it, but it’s there,” Rich said. His voice was little more than a deep roar.

“Hold it. I want you to come when I’m spilling down your throat, and Rich is filling that pussy with his cum. Hold it.”

Deni leaned forward and pinched her nipples. She hit ground zero, but he wasn’t finished yet. His height allowed him to curl over her body, and do something she never thought imaginable. Rich leaned back a bit, the angle of his cock sliding in and out of her shifting, and Deni sucked her clit into her mouth. She screamed around his dick and bucked between them. They rocked like that, wet flesh slapping and sex filling the confines of the jeep. Driven to heights she had never been in her life, Ally clung to them. In and out. Harder. Faster. Deeper. Rich took her pussy with aggression only masked by Deni’s dominance.

“Take my cock, baby. Milk my cum out of it. That’s what you want?”

Rich’s words sent her spiraling. Pleasure exploded deep inside of her and swirled higher with each glide. Deni lashed her clit hard.

“I’m going to come, baby,” he said against her clit. “I’m going to come all down the throat. Fuck. Come with me. Come on my mouth and let me see how shiny you can make Rich’s dick.”

The visual, his words, their hands, and their cocks combined. Deni bit her clit, just as he grunted, sliding his cock into her mouth. Rich roared, his dick jerking deep inside, thrumming against her sensitive walls. Everything shattered. She swallowed Deni’s cum and her body absorbed Rich’s. They kept pumping, irregular beats that twisted her climax harder. Aftershocks and mini-explosions kept her going. She trembled between them, lost in what they’d done to her body.

Deni pulled from her mouth and Rich withdrew from her pussy. She thought it was over, that they were done, but Deni lifted her up in his strong arms and kissed her, sealing his mouth to hers. She tried to pull away, aware she was covered in spit and residual of his come, but he gripped her harder.

“Mine,” he growled against her mouth. His fingers twisted in her hair and he pulled the strands, sending pings of pleasure/pain across the strands. “Say it.”

Her mind wouldn’t function, and she could barely catch her breath. Too fast, too much. She couldn’t be his, not yet. Her body was sore from them, and she wanted him again, even now. But her heart shook in her chest. It shouldn’t be this easy. They shouldn’t have been able to touch her in ways that no one had, even after knowing her for years. This wasn’t possible. It wasn’t real. Nothing more than animal magnetism.               After, when their hearts returned to normal, and the need for sex faded, they’d realize it. They’d have fun, for a month. Wild, kinky sex and easy compatibility, but nothing more. Because no one stayed with Ally for more. So, she didn’t answer him, and ignored the way his whimper in response tore her heart wide open, and the fact that Rich never came to the side of the car where they stood. It was better for them all involved.