Laura knew all about being unsatisfied. Her pussy was aching.

She needed them.

“How many fingers did you get in?” Rafe asked, stroking her hair.

Laura groaned as her ass stretched again.

“Three now. That’s enough,” Cam replied, his voice shaking just as bit. He fucked his fingers in and out of her hole, making her shake.

“She can handle a cock.”

“I want to see.” Rafe walked behind her, his hand gently pressing her forward until her cheek was on the floor and her ass was high in the air. It gave Cam traction to sink in deeper. She felt invaded, overwhelmed. God, how was she ever going to take his cock?

“Isn’t it pretty?” Cam used his free hand to pull a cheek aside. She could imagine that he was showing off her asshole to his partner.

“She’s lovely. You’re right. I want to fuck her ass, too.” Rafe’s voice had gone to that guttural place that told her a fucking wasn’t far behind. God, she needed it. She needed them so badly.

She shivered as Cam pulled his fingers out of her anus. She could feel her ass clenching as though it hadn’t wanted to give up Cam’s flesh.

Rafe knelt behind her, pulling her up on her knees. His hands seemed voracious and greedy as he cupped her breasts. “He’s going to clean up, but then we’re going to play for a little while longer.

That sounded a bit uncomfortable. She was ready to go. She couldn’t imagine being more ready. Her skin was super sensitive, and there was an emptiness inside her that needed to be filled. It was time to take charge. “Come on. Let’s go to the bedroom. I want you both.” Rafe’s fingers pinched at her nipples. His teeth bit gently at her neck. “That’s not the way this evening is going to go. I told you. This night is about me and Cam taking charge. We’re going to do it far more often from now on.”

She wanted to argue. She wanted to tell him to go to hell, but he was rolling her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. It sent a lightning strike of longing straight to her pussy. “Rafe, you can’t tell me what to do.”

He licked along her neck all the way to her sensitive earlobe. He rimmed it with his tongue. “Consider it persuasion, bella. You’re not alone. You can’t make decisions without us. You can’t choose the course of your life without talking to us. You will never be allowed to walk away again.”

She drew her arms back, her hands cupping the strong muscles that ran over his lean hips. “I don’t want to.” She never wanted to be away from them again. “I won’t walk out again. I promise.”

“Because there would be punishment,” Rafe warned.

Suddenly punishment didn’t seem like such a bad thing. Maybe she wouldn’t mind a weekend in Stef’s guesthouse. But there were things she needed right now. “Please, Rafe.” His tongue played around the nape of her neck. She could feel his cock prodding her ass. “Please what, bella?” He wanted to hear it, she surmised. He wasn’t going to let her off easy. “Please fuck me.”

His chuckle sent a warm sensation across her skin. “We will get to that. I promise.”

Cam knelt in front of her. “Oh, baby, are you already begging for it?”

Now she could feel two hard cocks poking at her, seeking entry.

Cam was the weak link. She reached down and cupped him, feeling him swell in her hand. “Please, Cam. I need it. I need you so badly.” He kissed her while Rafe let his hands roam all over her body.

Cam was breaking. His cock was pulsing in her hand. Any minute he would throw her down and give her what she needed.

“Just a little longer, baby.” Cam pulled away and stood back up.

“Damn it, Cam.” Laura tried to stand up.

“No.” Rafe’s arms caged her. “I told you, this is our night. We’ve waited five years. You said yes.”

She had to laugh a little. She’d given an inch, and now she walking the mile. “I said yes to loving you, to being with you, not to letting you kill me with sexual tension.” Rafe’s hand moved lower. Oh, so close to where she wanted it to be. “You’ll live. We won’t let you die.” Cam’s fingers toyed with her nipples now. “We’ve sworn to protect you.”

But not to keep her sane, it seemed. She was dying. They were lighting up every nerve she had in her body. “Please.” Rafe sighed behind her. “We can move forward since she’s asked nicely. Cam, take her.”

Cam’s arms wrapped around her waist, and she was lifted into the air. “Cam, you have to stop doing that.”

“I don’t see why,” Cam replied with a chuckle as he sat down on her couch and settled her on his lap. Her back rested against his chest.

His cock jutted up, so close to her pussy it had to be getting wet. “It’s the easiest way to get you where we want you. We decided that when you’re not playing ball, we’ll just pick you up and move you into position.”

She quickly found out which position he meant. His feet moved to the inside of her ankles and forced her legs to spread wide. His arms wrapped around her, a warm cage. She was utterly exposed, her pussy on full display.

Rafe looked down at her. “That’s what I wanted. Look at you.

Look at that pussy.”

“What are you doing?” Laura asked. This was not how she’d seen this evening going. She swallowed. Her heart thumped in her chest, and all of the blood in her body seemed to go to one very wet place.

“Relax, baby,” Cam whispered. “We want to play with you.” She moved restlessly as she watched Rafe. He got to his knees and ran his hands along her thighs, making every inch of skin he touched come alive.

“It was pointed out to us tonight that we have neglected you terribly,” Rafe said. “We’ve been selfish. We’ve taken turns when we should have given you everything.”

She wanted everything. “But you’re not going to do that anymore?”

“No, we’re going to overwhelm you. We’re going to make you scream.” Cam punctuated his statement by turning his hips up and impaling her on his cock.

Laura gasped. He was so big in this position. She was caught on his cock, utterly helpless to do anything but take him deep inside her cunt. He fought because the angle was odd, but that long dick wasn’t taking no for an answer. He slid deep inside her with a satisfying grunt.

“Better?” Rafe asked. What was he doing? Cam was in her pussy.

Rafe couldn’t take her ass. Her ass was pressed against Cam’s pelvis.

“Better for me. Fuck she’s tight from this position.” Cam’s hands steadied her hips.

Rafe got in between her legs. “It was pointed out to us that we’ve missed many opportunities because we’ve been a bit too…what was the word the perverted artist used?”

“Vanilla.” Cam rotated his hips, his cock massaging a spot deep inside her that got her moaning.

“Yes, we’ve been vanilla. We’ve decided to give that up. We’ve been a bit afraid of not proving entirely masculine.” Cam laughed behind her. “We’ve been afraid our cocks might bump and we’ll feel weird.”

“That’s stupid,” Laura said, her breath catching as Rafe put his fingers on her pussy.

Rafe winked at her. “Yes, we were told how stupid it is. And we were also given several suggestions on how to avoid the disaster of this morning.”

Even through the righteous sexual tension, she had to laugh. She remembered what had happened. “I thought you looked sweet together, all cuddled up.”

“Hey, I thought he was you,” Cam complained. “And if you do what Zane told you to do, you should know I’ll have my revenge.” Rafe was toying with her clit. Oh, god, she was so stinking close.

When were they going to stop this slow, delicious torture? “If I know Zane, it involved punching someone.”

Rafe lowered his head, proving just how dedicated he was to giving up his addiction to vanilla. “He called it aversion therapy. Nate called it assault. I think we can work out our problems without violence.”

Cam’s cock was rubbing in a rhythmic cycle. Just a little in and out. In and out. “You’re not allowed to leave our bed. That way we always cuddle you.”

“And if our cocks touch, we just move away. No harm. No foul.

But you should know our attentions will always be on you, our bella.” Rafe leaned over and licked her clit.

“Oh my god,” Laura cried out.

Cam pulled her back, fucking deeper into her and forcing her clit to stand out for Rafe’s use. His tongue caught on the nub and worked her hard. Cam pressed her down on his cock, filling her and hitting her G-spot as her clit exploded. Pleasure rushed through her like a tidal wave. They didn’t stop just because she’d come. Rafe continued to lick her, and Cam maneuvered her on his dick, finding new spots that sent her gasping.

Finally they drew away. Rafe pulled her up and off Cam’s cock.

She looked back at him and could see his dick glistening with her cream, but still hard as a rock.

“You didn’t come?” she asked. Cam’s face was set in a harsh, unsatisfied line.

He shook his head. “Not yet. Not until I get in that ass. I’m not coming until I fill your ass, baby.”

It wasn’t done yet. She felt languid as Rafe carried her toward the bedroom. He rushed as though he couldn’t possibly wait a moment longer.

“Ride me,” he demanded as he set her on her feet and got on his back.

He was the perfect picture of glorious decadence. His long, lean body was laid out for her, his cock stood up as though seeking what it was missing. Pre-cum wept from his slit, and Laura couldn’t help but reach down and swipe it off. She loved his taste, woodsy and salty and so masculine she could die.

“Don’t you tease me,” Rafe ordered, pulling her onto the bed.

“You ride me.”

She straddled him and had just gotten her balance when he thrust up, his cock invading her pussy. He forced her hips down, impaling her on him.