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She gasped as Lance’s tongue flicked over her clit in rapid movements that had her digging her fingers into the blankets to the hard cave rock underneath. He sank two fingers into her cunt this time, and as he pumped them and sucked on her clit, pressure built deep in her womb, yet the friction wasn’t quite enough. Vella lifted one hand and scratched down the center of Carver’s chest.

“Please. I need something. I’m so close already,” she pleaded.

Carver growled before taking one of her nipples in his mouth while squeezing the other with his fingers. His teeth worried the swollen nub even as he twisted the other nipple between his fingers. Vella exploded all over them.

“Yes!” she screamed. “Lance, so good. Carver. God, Carver!”

“Give it all to us, babe,” Carver demanded.

She couldn’t stop the tremors that racked her body as she slowly came down from the best orgasm of her life. If that felt that amazing, how much better would actual intercourse be? She was almost too worried to find out. Almost, but not quite enough to put a stop to their play.

Vella lay panting with her eyes closed. She didn’t have the energy to open them until someone covered her body with theirs. They snapped open at the barely-there weight to find Carver staring down at her.

“I want a taste of you before Lance fucks you. That little taste wasn’t nearly enough to satisfy me, babe. I can see I’m going to spend a lot of time buried in your sweet pussy, Vella.” Carver claimed her mouth as only he could do.

The aggressive way he took control of the kiss from the very beginning turned her on in so many ways. The soft growl ramped up her arousal even though she’d just had an orgasm worth writing home about. Carver almost forced her to accept his tongue and the desperate attack it waged in her mouth. No spot was unclaimed as he slowly withdrew only to nibble on her lips before he pulled back to stare at her again.

Before she managed to ask him what he was looking at, Carver kissed and bit his way down her body until he spread her legs even farther apart than Lance had. If he ate her pussy anything like how he kissed, Vella was pretty sure she’d come again. The man didn’t do anything halfway or slow and easy.

“Fuck me. You smell like heaven,” Carver snarled just before he ran his tongue from slit to clit and back down again.

“Oh. My. God!” It was all she managed to get out before he’d stabbed her pussy with his thick tongue, fucking her with it like a battering ram.

Even as he penetrated her cunt with two fingers, Carver growled against her clit, sending sharp zings straight to her center. Vella was sure she was leaking her juices faster than he could lap them up. Her thighs felt wet from his mouth and her cream. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d gotten so turned-on. She wasn’t even sure she ever had.

“So damn good, babe. I could lick your sweet juices all day,” he said in a growly voice.

“Come on, Carver. That’s enough. You’re going to have her so swollen I won’t be able to get inside of her without it being uncomfortable for her,” Lance said.

Vella sighed when Carver released her clit in both disappointment and dread. Lance was right. Much more stimulation and she’d be too swollen for either one of them to get inside her. She really wanted that to happen. All three of them needed that connection to get started bonding.

Who am I kidding? I want to feel them inside of me. I can’t even begin to imagine what it will feel like to take them both at the same time.

If she were honest with herself, Vella would admit that she was a little frightened of trying that. She had no doubt that they would understand and go slow with her. She was sure Lance would, and Carver would follow his lead.

“Damn, you’re addictive, woman,” Carver said on a huff just before he moved back.

Vella wasn’t sure what to expect next. When Lance took her face in both of his hands, she wanted to rub her cheeks against the callused palms. This felt right to her. The feel of his rough skin and the heat of his now-nude body pressed against hers, skin-to-skin, was nearly her undoing. The intimacy of the moment choked her up, and without thinking about it, she reached out to Carver, needing to touch him as well.

For a second, she didn’t think he would take her offered hand, but then his much larger hand enclosed hers. In that moment, a spark seemed to travel through them where they touched, linking them together just as Lance pressed his cock inside her wet slit.

“Yes!” she hissed, closing her eyes and leaning her head back as she savored the feel of his dick stretching her and filling her cunt.

“Damn, Vella. You’re so tight. So hot and tight.” Lance pushed deeper into her as she struggled to push up against him.

“Please, Lance, more.” She couldn’t stand it. She needed all of him.

She groaned out loud when he shifted and the last few inches of his delicious cock slid all the way inside of her. As he stroked in and out of her pussy, Vella had to dig her hands into the blankets beneath her once more. It felt too good. She’d been right. The actual sex was by far even better.

She turned and looked up to see Carver sitting back on his knees just watching her as his friend fucked her right in front of him. It had to be difficult for someone like him who’d already admitted he was going to have a hard time sharing her. She needed to make him a part of this somehow.

“Carver. I need you, too. Please,” she said, pouring all of her emotions into how she looked up at him.

He winced, squeezing his eyes tightly shut. “Babe, you’re not ready for that yet. We need to prepare you so we don’t hurt you,” Carver said before opening his eyes once again to stare down at her with something akin to anguish in them.

“Please, Carver. Let me taste you. Take off your clothes.” Vella wanted to see all of him. This was one good way to accomplish that as well as to get him to be a part of the joining between her and Lance.

“Vella. You don’t have to do that,” Carver said.

“I know. I wouldn’t offer if I didn’t want to, Carver.” She smiled up at him again before her eyes crossed as Lance’s big cock slid over her sweet spot. She groaned again.

When she was finally able to open her eyes again, Carver had taken his clothes off and was kneeling next to her head, his hand squeezing the base of his cock then sliding it up and back down his thick dick. A drop of pearl liquid formed at the tip. She couldn’t stop herself from licking her lips at the sight.

“Fuck me, Vella. That’s the sexiest sight a man could wish for,” Carver said in a husky voice.

“Please, Carver. Closer. Just a little closer so I can suck your cock,” she pleaded.

He groaned but scooted right up next to her at face level. Before he had even settled, Vella licked the swelling drop of cum from his cockhead, loving the salty, almost nutty flavor. Then she licked her way down his dick before returning to the tip and sucking as much of his thick stalk deep into her throat as she could manage.

“Oh, yeah, babe! So good,” Carver snarled as he fisted his hands by his side.

She sucked on him even as she wrapped one hand around the base of his cock to keep him from accidently shoving too much down her throat and choking her.

“Dear, God! You’re amazing. Oh, Fuck! I’m going to come if you keep that up. You’ve got to stop, babe.” Carver ran his fingers through her hair. She felt him opening and closing them, as if he was trying to not grab her hair and make her take all of him. She’d never been so turned-on.

Instead of letting go of him, Vella tightened her grip on his thickening dick and sucked all the harder. She looked over and realized that Lance had slowed his pumping and was smiling at her, encouraging her to make Carver come. She redoubled her efforts, using her tongue to increase the stimulation even as she raked her teeth lightly over the ridge near the tip.

“Holy hell!” Carver’s eyes widened with surprise before they all but rolled back in his head as she took all of him into her mouth that would fit. When she swallowed around him, he filled her mouth and throat with his cum.

As soon as he’d finished and pulled free of her mouth, Lance hammered into her, stroking over her G-spot every time he pulled out. She reached up and caressed Lance’s chest with her hands, letting the pleasure build until she had no choice but to succumb to it.

“Lance! Oh, God. So good. Carver. Please, I can’t take any more,” she begged.

“Yes, you can, babe.” Carver brushed back her hair and kissed her long and deep before taking a nipple into his mouth and adding a different kind of pleasure to the mix.

“Carver, man. Need some help here. She’s so fucking tight. I’m not going to last this time. It’s too fucking good,” Lance said through clenched teeth.

Carver didn’t tease the man, though she knew he wanted to. Instead he reached between her and Lance and lightly tapped her clit with his finger while sucking and nipping her nipple. The combination of all three at one time blew her away. Vella’s world exploded into bright colors as her entire body tightened in orgasm. She couldn’t scream because she couldn’t breathe.

Her ears were ringing so loud that she nearly missed when Lance came, burying himself inside of her as he squeezed her hips and dropped his head to her chest. Carver barely managed to pull his hand back and let go of her breast in time to avoid Lance dropping on him.

“Watch it, Lance,” Carver said with a snarl. “I don’t want to touch your junk.”

“Fuck, Carver. Right now I don’t care what you touch,” Lance said and sighed.

“Get off of her, man. You’re suffocating her. You’re too heavy for her.” Carver pulled on the other man’s shoulder as she started laughing beneath him.

“Are you okay, babe?” Carver asked her.

“Y–yes,” she managed to get out between laughing. “You guys are so funny. You’d think you’d been friends forever instead of a few months.”

Carver snorted as he stared down at her. “I don’t see anything funny about it at all.”

Lance laughed as he lay on one side of her with Carver kneeling next to her on the other side. He just shook his head and kissed her before getting up and walking over toward the fire at the front of the cave.

“Sure it is, Carver. I can just imagine your face if you did accidently touch my man parts by accident. It would be hilarious,” Lance said, returning with a small bowl.

“What’s that?” Carver asked him.

“Warm wet cloth to clean her up with some. Don’t want her to feel all sticky,” he said.

Vella smiled. He was so thoughtful. When she looked over at Carver, her smile slowly died. He looked almost sick for some reason. Then it dawned on her. Carver didn’t know anything about romance or stuff like that. He was feeling uncomfortable because he hadn’t thought of something like that.

As Lance proceeded to clean the results of their loving from between her legs, she struggled to think of what to do about Carver’s insecurity. She was sure he felt that way right then. Being with two men was going to be more of a challenge than she’d thought. It had never occurred to her that they would need so much support and extra assurance. She’d never noticed before with the families she’d been around.

“Carver? Can I hug on you tonight? I like holding on to you when I’m sleeping. Lance helps keep my back warm and you keep my front warm,” she said.

His face calmed some, but no smile. She supposed that was the best she could hope for from him. He didn’t smile much at all, she’d already learned. But she did notice more warmth in his eyes than normal. It was enough. That was part of the reason she was already falling in love with them. They were both unique and different from each other. It meant that they would never have a dull moment in their lives.

She snuggled up to Carver’s warm back and wrapped one arm over his side, squeezing him as she wrapped one leg over his hip. He felt so good to her. Lance’s warm body covered her back, and when he slipped his hand over her to rest just below her breasts, Vella hummed in appreciation. She was right where she wanted to be, cocooned between the two men with promises of a future together.

I can’t wait to make it to New Hope and settle into a life of our own. This is going to work. I just know it. Nothing can make me change my mind about the two of them. They’re both everything I could ever want in a husband, and I get two.

“We should reach them by early afternoon today,” Carver told them.

He could literally feel the excitement radiating from Vella. She couldn’t wait to be among others like them who just wanted a safe place to live and raise a family. Lance was just as excited, believing that everything would be perfect once they arrived and settled in. Carver wasn’t so sure that everything would work out as perfectly as they both thought.

It won’t work out for me, anyway. I’ve got to tell her about my past before someone recognizes me and she finds out from a stranger. I don’t want to, though. She’ll kick me out if I do. I want just a few more hours to be part of her family. Just a few more hours.

It amazed him that Lance still hadn’t thought about how his past might affect their Vella. He was only seeing the bright side of things right now. Carver was pretty sure the other man was already in love with Vella. Hell, he couldn’t blame him. She was beautiful and sweet. Carver was pretty sure he’d completely fallen for her as well.

“I can’t wait! I wonder how many people are already there. Do you think there are any children? I love children.” Vella chattered nonstop as they drew closer to the community.

“I think I remember hearing that several of the settlers there had young children. I just hope there will be room for us to have a roof over our heads before winter sets in,” Lance said.

That was a very real worry of Carver’s, as well. He would insist on helping to winterize or secure a place for them even if Vella refused to allow him to stay. The least he could do was ensure she was warm and dry. He’d find an old homestead within a day’s walk to keep an eye on everyone. Not being close to her would hurt, but he wouldn’t leave her or even Lance in case they needed help. He could at least ensure they were happy if nothing else, a sort of atonement for all of his fuckups in life.