Before she could determine what was happening, her orgasm shook her to her very core, making her moan as her body strained against the bonds holding her, internal muscles locking around the magnificent toy that pulsed against her G-spot at the same time it vibrated on her clit.

As she closed her eyes, trying not to give in to the darkness that threatened to pull her under, the last thing Kylie remembered was thinking that if they kept this up, she was going to die of sexual satisfaction.

What a way to go.

♂♀♂

“She passed out,” Travis whispered as he shifted to his feet, untying the restraints around Kylie’s wrists. Gage tossed the vibrator toward his duffel and returned to do the same to her legs.

Shit, he hadn’t expected that thing to do that, but he couldn’t deny enjoying watching Kylie come. Gage wasn’t sex toy savvy, but he damn sure didn’t know they even made a vibrator quite that complex. The damn thing pulsed, and the head pulled a Poltergeist and spun around in circles.

Fucking-A. That was hot.

Once they had her freed, Gage eased onto the bed beside Kylie, pulling her toward him until she stirred. Her lazy smile stole his heart as she came awake slowly.

“Hi.”

Gage grinned. They’d accomplished their goal. She was sated, pliant in his arms, yet she still wanted more. He didn’t stop her when she covered him like a blanket, her satiny skin soothing him. He’d never known a woman could be that soft.

“Fuck,” Gage growled, realizing Kylie wasn’t out of it anymore, and she just managed to sheath his cock with her body, fiery, wet heat enveloping him. With a rush, he pulled out of her. “Condom, baby.”

Gage had never in his life had sex without a condom and even that brief taste of what it felt like was enough for him to want to continue without one. But he had to protect them both. His life had been spent in polyamorous relationships, monogamy a word that didn’t appear in his dictionary. Promiscuous was an understatement, and although Gage knew thanks to routine checkups that he was clean, there was no way Kylie could know that. If they decided to forego condoms, it would be a conversation to be had outside of the bedroom as far as he was concerned.

He expected Travis, who was now crawling up on the bed at Gage’s feet, to toss him a condom, but he didn’t. The sound of foil crinkling could be heard over Kylie’s rhythmic breathing, so clearly Travis was preparing…

“Sonuvabitch,” he groaned as Travis’ rough fingers slid over his cock, surprising him to the point his breath rushed out of his lungs. “That feels so damn good,” he moaned, peering at Travis over Kylie’s body.

“Not as good as it feels to me,” Travis murmured.

“I’m not so sure about that.” Travis’ skilled hand stroked him, his cock lengthening and swelling more than before, the delicious friction causing flashes of brilliant light and colors behind his now closed eye lids.

Gage allowed himself to enjoy the spine-tingling feeling as Travis continued to glide his hand up and down his shaft, not seeming to be in a hurry, but drawing out the pleasure until Gage was panting.

Kylie was lying over his chest, straddling his hips while Travis was between their legs and he didn’t even question what was about to happen. When Kylie peered up at him through heavy lids, he hooked her chin with his fingertips and pulled her forward so their lips touched. The kiss started slow and easy, a gentle glide of tongues, but that grew hotter within minutes. Gage was hovering on the edge of orgasm with Travis continuing to stroke him. Then a warm mouth replaced the strong, callused fingers, and Gage’s body tightened even more.

He didn’t make a sound, other than the rumble in his chest as the sensation changed from dry friction to wet suction. Travis wasn’t hurrying either, he was measuring his length with his tongue, sliding up and then down, licking the moisture that beaded on the head and Gage wished he could watch. Only without sight, he had no choice but to feel and with Kylie’s body hindering his view, he couldn’t find it in him to complain.

As sensations morphed together, the insistent drive of Kylie’s tongue in his mouth, the gentle, yet persistent suction of Travis’ mouth, Gage found himself floating. Somehow they’d managed to turn this on him, and he was now at their mercy.

Gage opened his eyes and pulled his mouth away from Kylie’s as he watched her. “I want to be inside you when I come,” he whispered.

She nodded, but resumed kissing him, and it was clear they were working him with purpose. Gage was gliding his hands over her back, trailing down to the base of her spine, then back to her shoulder blades over and over. On the next downward stroke, he cupped her bottom in both hands and spread her cheeks slightly. He continued doing this, caressing her then familiarizing her with his touch on her ass as she mewled into his mouth, her kisses slow and lingering.

On the next stroke down, Gage stopped, this time grabbing her ass and separating her cheeks at the same time Travis’ tongue disappeared from his cock. Her body stiffened momentarily, but then she moaned right into his mouth and the kiss took an erotically urgent turn. Her fingernails dug into his shoulders as she thrust her tongue into his mouth over and over, faster and faster. He had to force her to stop because he was blind to what was happening and desperate to know how it made her feel.

“Look at me, Kylie,” he urged her, cupping her face. “Tell me what Travis is doing.” Gage already knew, but he wanted to hear her say it.

“He’s…” Her body was gently rocking backward, then forward, enjoying what Travis was doing behind her.

“Tell me,” he whispered. “Is he licking you?”

“Yes, he’s licking me… there.” She breathed in, her eyes locked with his. “No one’s ever touched me there.”

She sounded bewildered and nervous, but she wasn’t retreating. “We’re going to make this good for you, Kylie. I want to be inside of you, to feel Travis’ cock against mine as we both fuck you. Do you want that?”

Kylie nodded, her rocking rhythm getting faster, her thrusts backward harder.

The gentle click of lube being opened was barely noticeable over Kylie’s labored breaths. She continued to rock against him, and Gage wanted to be inside of her, but he knew he’d come too soon if he did. As it was, Travis was giving them both attention, reaming her ass with his tongue at the same time he stroked Gage.

The stroking ceased and then Kylie stiffened in his arms. “Kiss me, Kylie. Kiss me while Travis fingers your beautiful ass.”

She did as he told her, letting him distract her from the discomfort, but she didn’t stay distracted. She began thrusting in earnest moments later, and Gage knew she was ready.

“Put a condom on me,” Gage told Travis. “I need to be inside of her now.”

A condom was rolled on, and Gage lifted Kylie’s hips until he could slide inside of her, then lowering her back to his body. She was flush against his chest, so he had to work his hips to slide in and out of her pussy, but not much time was spent wasted because she started riding his cock.

“You like when I finger your ass?” Travis asked, his voice low and gentle, lacking the usual bark and bite. “Do you want to feel my cock inside of you, Kylie?”

There was more pressure on top of Gage as Travis leaned over them. “Tell me, baby. Tell me you want to feel me fucking your ass while Gage is fucking your pussy.”

The graphic words made Gage’s cock throb inside of her.

“Yes,” she said as she turned to look at Travis over her shoulder. Their tongues touched briefly, outside of their mouths and Gage’s breath hitched as he watched. “I want you to fuck me at the same time Gage does. Please. But be gentle.”

“Always, baby. I’d never hurt you,” Travis whispered.

Travis continued to kiss her, and Gage settled for licking and sucking the smooth skin of her neck as he slowly thrust his hips upward in shallow strokes, fighting to keep his own release at bay. He could feel Travis’ finger inside of her as it thrust alongside his cock.

By the time Travis was scissoring two fingers inside of her ass, Gage was sweating, his breaths coming in quick, short bursts as he fought the urge to come.

“Kylie, ride me, baby,” Gage told her as Travis eased back once more. “I need you to fuck me.” And she did. He also wanted her to focus on him.

Her hips began to rock forward and slam back, driving him deep inside of her, his balls slapping against Travis hand. The bed dipped beneath his ass as Travis got into position at the same time Kylie stopped moving. Gage mimicked with his tongue what his cock was doing inside of her, holding her face in his hands and sucking her tongue into his mouth until she began doing the same to him.

“God, baby, you’re so fucking tight.” The tormented, gravelly pitch of Travis’ voice pierced the air. “I’m going slow, baby, but you’re so fucking hot. I want my cock buried in your ass.” Travis continued to talk, and Gage continued to kiss her, forcing her to focus on the pleasure rather than the initial discomfort.

When Kylie tore her mouth from his, Gage stilled, waiting for her to tell them to stop, but she didn’t. Instead, she rocked back, hard, and Travis groaned. “Fucking hell.”

“Fuck me, Gage. Fuck me now. I want to feel you come inside of me, please.” Kylie begged. “I need to be fucked now.”

Although she’d said his name, Gage was at a disadvantage on the bottom, but Travis took over, and nothing else mattered because Kylie was taking them both, the length of Travis’ cock sliding against his as they fucked her hard and fast, until the three of them were moaning in unison, sweat coating their skin.