BELLA
“Ah, Fred…”
Aside from my moans, the room held a quiet, almost sacred stillness, like the study walls were sheltering us from the world. I sank further into the chair moaning softly as the soft leather cradled me. Fred’s fingers moved into me tortuously slow, pushing in just enough to touch that sacred spot, and pulling out far enough to leave me gasping for more.
“Fred, please,” I begged even though I had no idea what I was begging for. He stopped for a moment and knelt beside me, his hand resting on my abdomen with a comforting weight. His eyes met mine, glowing, soft, and full of something I couldn’t correctly decipher. Slowly, he leaned forward and pressed a gentle kiss to the curve of my belly. His fingers traced the soft lines of my waist, exploring with care that sent a flutter through me. His hand, strong but careful, held me with reverence. As his fingers pressed deeper, I felt myself lose track of everything around me.
Blue was behind me, his touch gentle as he brushed my hair away from my face. His fingers lingered at my temples, kneading the knots in my tensed skin. “Bunny, you’re stunning,” he murmured, his voice like a soft caress, soothing my insecurities. His words filled me, and with each whisper, I felt my doubts slipping away, replaced by something warmer, stronger.
Fred’s fingers continued their slow, deliberate path, grounding me in the moment. He murmured quiet words of encouragement as he slowly prepared me for what was to come. His lips brushed my skin, gentle and unhurried, as if each kiss was meant to remind me of my beauty.
Blue moved closer and traced my cheek, holding my gaze captive. The intensity in his eyes was both grounding and overwhelming. He leaned down and let his words wash over me in quiet reverence. “You’re everything to us, Bunny. You’re perfect just as you are.”
His lips met mine immediately and our breaths mingled.
At my thighs, Fred echoed a soft, silent warning. “I’m about to go in, bunny.” His soft announcement was followed by a familiar weight pressing into me.
“Ah, fuck,” I moaned, biting my bottom lip as I was thrown into a whirl of pleasure that spun me over and over again I didn’t even notice Blue’s position until his cock slipped into my mouth.
The moan I wanted to let out got muffled. I was getting railed from both ends.
“Your mouth feels so good,” Blue called from above me as he slowly moved the weight into my throat, making me gag. Sucking air through his teeth, he pulled back and let me suck air in for some seconds before going back to position.
Fred didn’t give me a breathing space. He was all over me. His hands touched everywhere they could find, and before long, I began to tremble with tears spilling down my cheeks.
“Almost there, bunny!” he called to me, grunting as his grip on my thighs tightened. I tried to say something to him, perhaps make him see that he could take as long as he needed but Blue wasn’t about to let me off just like that.
Warmth seeped into me in spurts, a muffled cry tearing out of me as I erupted too, Fred’s frantic thrusts hitting my inner walls.
The weight in my throat left with a pop, and soon, Blue was on the other side, thrusting with a speed that was safe for me but left me breathless. I saw his face contour, pleasure marring his features as he gripped the edge of the foam padding so hard, I feared it would rip out.
He added his eruption to the mix, and I felt full to the brim. He slid out of me and collapsed to the side of the chair, while Fred walked away for a moment.
My body sank into the chair and a soft hum of contentment filled me as I let my eyes drift shut, feeling utterly spent and completely safe. Every breath around me carried the quiet echoes of their love and warmth lingered in every part of me.
Blue was beside me, close enough that his scent soaked into my skin. His fingers combed gently through my hair.
The slow, rhythmic motion calmed me further, tying me in his quiet strength. I could feel his gaze on me, steady and filled with something tender and unspoken.
“You make me so fucking hard, Bunny,” he whispered, his voice low and soft. It was a gentle reassurance that spread through me like a balm. Each word that filtered past his lips lunged at me like a soft anchor that helped me hang onto their love and strength.
From the corner of my eye, I saw Fred approaching, carrying a bowl of warm water and a towel. Before I could ask any questions, he knelt before me, dipping the cloth in the water and squeezing it out before bringing it to my skin with a gentle touch. His eyes softened as he met my gaze, his hand steady as he cleaned me with a care that made my heart ache. “Just relax, Bunny,” he murmured, his voice in a soothing voice.
After a few moments, his hands shifted to my legs, and he pressed his fingers into my muscles, coaxing away any lingering tension. He massaged one leg at a time, his thumbs tracing soothing circles along my calves. “You deserve to be taken care of,” he whispered in that soft velvet voice that never failed to do things to me. “Just let us look after you.”
Blue continued to stroke my hair. Soon he was brushing his fingers around my temples, sending ripples of goosebumps across my skin. “We’re here, Bunny,” he murmured softly. “Always.”
For a moment, I let myself believe everything they were saying, but when I thought deeper, had second thoughts. The love was overwhelming.
“We won’t lie to you,” Fred said, reading my thoughts.
“Stop doing that,” I whined, rolling my eyes at them. With chuckles that filled the space we were in, they crowded around me with an attack of kisses…