I try to breathe through it, but they keep fucking me in tandem. They don’t even have to thrust that hard. Lincoln rolls his hips and Cash bucks up into me, and just that has my body firing off pleasure and over stimulation so fast that it tips me over into another orgasm a few seconds later.
I’ve never come so much before in my life. I’ve never been overloaded like this before. I scream out, shaking through it, and the aftershocks are so intense that they feel like I’m still coming.
It’s like I can’t stop. My body is a live wire, pleasure coursing through it in a feedback loop that has no end. I can’t breathe properly, sucking down air as fast as I can, but my head feels so fuzzy.
When my pussy throbs again, another orgasm rolling through me, my eyes roll back in my head and my vision goes blurry. For a while, it’s like I’m not there, taken out of myself by the sheer amount of intensity I’m feeling.
Cash and Lincoln keep me upright, their hands on me, their cocks driving into me still, and my head lists to one side, while I struggle to come back down from a high I’ve never experienced before.
“Wildflower,” Lincoln says. “Look at me.”
His voice is low and strained, wrecked around the edges the way I feel. He says my name again, and I blink, trying to come down enough that I can focus on him.
“Look at me,” he says again. “Watch me fill you up.”
I swallow hard and focus on his face, watching it swim into view. He’s so fucking handsome, face tensed as he bucks up hard, slamming his cock into me with one last push.
And then he’s coming, groaning my name on a breathless sound. Just the sight of it, the feeling of his knot swelling and him pumping me full of his cum is enough to set me off again, and I sob with pleasure as I come around him, soaking his cock and trembling.
“Fuck,” Cash swears behind me. His hands tighten on my hips and he pulls me back a bit so he can fuck deeper into my ass. “I’m so close. I’m gonna fill you up too, songbird. Gonna fill you up so deep.”
I moan at that, and I feel it when he comes as well.
His knot swells, and my eyes fly open at the sensation. If I was full before, it’s nothing compared to how I feel now. My pussy is stretched around Lincoln’s knot, and my ass is locked with Cash’s, and either way I move, I’m trapped between them.
Their hands are on me, stroking down my back and over my arms, and I struggle to try to breathe normally, going lightheaded. I still feel so on edge, even though I’m also wrung out. But I can’t relax with them stuffing me like this, and I writhe in place, whimpering softly.
“Hey,” Everett says softly. He’s back, hands cool as he touches my face, making me look at him. “Breathe.”
I do, sucking down a trembling breath.
“Good,” he says. “Again.”
I breathe in, and it’s easier this time. I hold it a little, trying to settle myself before I let it out.
“Good girl. How do you feel?”
“Full,” I manage to say. My voice is cracked and hoarse from all the screaming and sobbing I’ve been doing tonight.
“And other than that? Are you sore?”
I think about it and then shake my head. It’s probably just my heat masking the physical consequences to being fucked like this, and I know once it passes, I’m going to be sore and worn out. But for now I feel okay.
Everett disappears into the bathroom and comes back with a cool, damp cloth. He presses it to my face, wiping away the sheen of sweat and tears. It feels so good, so I lean into the touch, letting him clean me up.
Cash and Lincoln keep touching me, Cash pressing a kiss to my shoulder and Lincoln drawing me down to kiss me on the mouth.
“Do you need anything?” he asks.
I laugh a little. “What, are you going to go get it, if I do?”
He snorts. “No, that’s what Everett is for right now.”
“Watch it,” Everett growls, but it’s playful, teasing.
“I am hungry,” I tell them, and my stomach growls as if to illustrate the thought.
They all laugh at that, and it feels good, to be surrounded by this light happiness right now. It feels like I’m exactly where I’m supposed to be.