her body. Barely able to hold her own weight with the way her arms shook, Fahad wrapped an arm around her midsection to help and Nuri adjusted an arm along her chest while he held her shoulder.
“I’ve dreamed of this…the reality was far better. More.”
Bracing her with strong hands, they went harder and she cried out, both of them filling her completely as an orgasm took her. It felt as though every cell had a mind of its’ own and she could do nothing but exist between them.
They didn’t slow as they drove her through it. Whispering to her, kissing her, and stroking her skin, she wanted to cry with the enormity of the pleasure.
“Let it take you, Marci. You are so passionate and giving. We have you and we will not let you go,” Fahad murmured at her back.
Staring into her face, Nuri added, “You feel incredible when you come. I could stay like this forever with your pussy wrapped around me.”
“Don’t stop.”
“Never, Marci.”
“Please come for me. I need to feel it, to know you feel what I’m feeling.”
Gripping the back of her neck, Nuri ground out, “I feel as if I have never experienced pleasure before this moment. My mind and heart are engaged in ways they have never been. The way my body feels cannot be compared to anything else.”
“You are the fulfillment of every dream, Marci,” Fahad said with his forehead against her back. “You haunt my every thought. My heart aches when I am not near you. The sexual pleasure is beyond explanation. How I love you.”
“I…I’m coming.” She had no control over her limbs and she screamed as they went harder, their hands flexing on her flesh as a climax that bordered on pain detonated from head to toe.
Eyes closed, she absorbed the sexual sounds made by their bodies crashing into each other, the way they held her, the barely audible string of Arabic one of them whispered, and the way they said her name over and over.
At the height of her orgasm, they both slammed to the root of their cocks inside her and shouted to the room. The heat of their release filled the condoms and she’d never noticed such a thing with other lovers.
Unable to speak coherently, she whimpered, gasped, and collapsed between them. Nuri’s heart pounded beneath her cheek and Fahad’s pressed against her back.
Both of them shook almost violently and it made her smile.
“Love you…love you. Near and Far.” She would not remember saying the words.
* * * * *
The sun was setting when Marci opened her eyes. Her men – definitely her men – slept deeply on either side of her. Their bodies were entwined and she loved having them hold her.
She must have slept through the aftermath of their lovemaking. Her body was clean and beneath the blankets. It didn’t make her embarrassed since it had been the culmination of months of longing. It was bound to be a little overwhelming.
For a long time, she listened to them breathe and found a peace that had been elusive her entire life.
She’d discovered her place. A woman with her own mind, her own interests, and her own goals, she was finally where she was meant to be. Between men who desired her, respected her, and loved her.
One of their stomach’s growled and she realized she was starving. Bringing them awake with soft touches and kisses, she whispered, “A shower, food, and another round. Please and thank you.”
They woke up laughing and soon had her moaning and begging. Sometimes the order of things got mixed up.
She didn’t mind.
Epilogue
August 2015
Marci hung up her phone, excited about the house party the cousins were throwing on their estate to give her another much-needed weekend off.
They were practically living together at her condo in the city or at their home. No one had ever co-existed in her space but she loved having them close.
Natalia and Hudson planned to be there. It was the first
“I’ve dreamed of this…the reality was far better. More.”
Bracing her with strong hands, they went harder and she cried out, both of them filling her completely as an orgasm took her. It felt as though every cell had a mind of its’ own and she could do nothing but exist between them.
They didn’t slow as they drove her through it. Whispering to her, kissing her, and stroking her skin, she wanted to cry with the enormity of the pleasure.
“Let it take you, Marci. You are so passionate and giving. We have you and we will not let you go,” Fahad murmured at her back.
Staring into her face, Nuri added, “You feel incredible when you come. I could stay like this forever with your pussy wrapped around me.”
“Don’t stop.”
“Never, Marci.”
“Please come for me. I need to feel it, to know you feel what I’m feeling.”
Gripping the back of her neck, Nuri ground out, “I feel as if I have never experienced pleasure before this moment. My mind and heart are engaged in ways they have never been. The way my body feels cannot be compared to anything else.”
“You are the fulfillment of every dream, Marci,” Fahad said with his forehead against her back. “You haunt my every thought. My heart aches when I am not near you. The sexual pleasure is beyond explanation. How I love you.”
“I…I’m coming.” She had no control over her limbs and she screamed as they went harder, their hands flexing on her flesh as a climax that bordered on pain detonated from head to toe.
Eyes closed, she absorbed the sexual sounds made by their bodies crashing into each other, the way they held her, the barely audible string of Arabic one of them whispered, and the way they said her name over and over.
At the height of her orgasm, they both slammed to the root of their cocks inside her and shouted to the room. The heat of their release filled the condoms and she’d never noticed such a thing with other lovers.
Unable to speak coherently, she whimpered, gasped, and collapsed between them. Nuri’s heart pounded beneath her cheek and Fahad’s pressed against her back.
Both of them shook almost violently and it made her smile.
“Love you…love you. Near and Far.” She would not remember saying the words.
* * * * *
The sun was setting when Marci opened her eyes. Her men – definitely her men – slept deeply on either side of her. Their bodies were entwined and she loved having them hold her.
She must have slept through the aftermath of their lovemaking. Her body was clean and beneath the blankets. It didn’t make her embarrassed since it had been the culmination of months of longing. It was bound to be a little overwhelming.
For a long time, she listened to them breathe and found a peace that had been elusive her entire life.
She’d discovered her place. A woman with her own mind, her own interests, and her own goals, she was finally where she was meant to be. Between men who desired her, respected her, and loved her.
One of their stomach’s growled and she realized she was starving. Bringing them awake with soft touches and kisses, she whispered, “A shower, food, and another round. Please and thank you.”
They woke up laughing and soon had her moaning and begging. Sometimes the order of things got mixed up.
She didn’t mind.
Epilogue
August 2015
Marci hung up her phone, excited about the house party the cousins were throwing on their estate to give her another much-needed weekend off.
They were practically living together at her condo in the city or at their home. No one had ever co-existed in her space but she loved having them close.
Natalia and Hudson planned to be there. It was the first
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