Chapter Ninety-Two

Raleigh

“You want to ride his cock, baby girl?” Lincoln asks, his voice rough with desire. My breaths come out as pants as I continue stroking Jackson’s cock, mesmerized by the steel balls lining his thick shaft. When Lincoln plunges his cock back inside of me, I’m so caught up in the sight before me that a gasping moan leaves me at the unexpected intrusion. “Oh, yeah, you’re fucking dripping for his cock.” Lincoln husks as he bends me over, making me release my hold of Jackson to support myself, and angling me so that my face is right in front of his brothers’ cock.
“Take him in your mouth,” he demands in a hushed whisper as he grasps hold of the back of my neck with his hand and begins plunging his cock in and out of my  pussy as if he can’t get enough of it.
Jackson guides his cock to my mouth, the head brushing my lips and coating them with precum. I open my mouth just enough to lick the moisture from my lips, my tongue grazing his head and cause the word, “fuck,” to fall from his lips.
Emboldened by his reaction and the fact that Lincoln has stopped moving, I assume now watching the whole ordeal, I flatten my tongue and lick just the tip, gathering the bead of precum that’s gathered there, taunting me. 
I trail my tongue down one side of his shaft, paying extra attention to the barbels and then repeat the action on the other side.
Jackson is trembling by the time I get back to his tip, liquid oozing out of it now. 
“Do you want her to take you down her throat, brother?” Lincoln asks, his voice so deep and gravelly that I barely recognize it.
Jackson closes his eyes and growls, “Fuck. Yes.”
Something desperate comes over me and without waiting another second, I close my lips over his cock. 
Jackson’s eyes fly open, his hands fisting in my hair as I slowly lower my head down his shaft, savoring the taste of his cock and the metallic tinge given off by the barbels. I moan as I take him deeper, so completely turned on that I reach down and begin playing with my clit.
“Do you like that, baby girl?” Lincoln whispers against my ear as he pulls his hips back slowly, causing my every nerve ending to fire.
Slowly, he thrusts back in and out of my pussy, taking his time, bringing me closer and closer to orgasm as I work his brother's cock.
“Are you close?” Lincoln asks and I don’t know if he’s talking to me or his brother but I respond with a whimper as his brother growls out a low, “Fuck, yes.”
Lincoln pulls me off of his brother’s cock and smacks my ass. With confusion, I whirl on him, not knowing what the hell is going on when he says, “It’s time to ride his cock, baby girl.”
Once more, Jackson grabs me by the hips and lifts me, this time settling me into his lap, his rigid cock brushing the opening of my pussy. 
*All it would take is one thrust and he would be buried inside of me, those barbels massaging my inner walls*, I can’t help but think as Lincoln sidles up behind me.
“Are you sure?” I ask, turning towards Lincoln as a moment of apprehension fills me. 
“Yeah, baby.” He tells me as he leans down and kisses me deeply. Pulling back he says, “I want to see you riding his cock, while I fuck this pretty little ass of yours.”
Jackson anchors one hand at my hip and brings the other to my cheek, cradling it before saying, “We don’t have to do this if you don’t want to. You know that, right?”
Insecurity wars within me that this is some kind of trap that will be used against me later, something to be used as a way for Lincoln to leave me.
Tears build in my eyes at the thought of losing him again.
“I don’t think she wants this man,” Jackson utters to his brother as he lifts me from his lap and sets me on the bed beside him.
“Baby, what’s wrong? I thought this is what you wanted.” Lincoln asks, concern and confusion evident in his beautiful blue eyes.
“But is it what *you* want?” I ask, as tears begin trailing down my cheeks.
He swipes one away as he peers at me with so much love and devotion that it guts me. “I just want you to be happy.”
Grasping hold of his hands, I twine our fingers together and whisper, “I don’t want to lose you.”
Lincoln cocks his head, squinting his eyes as if trying to figure out my train of thought. Suddenly his eyes widen and he looks at his brother and he shakes his head. “It’s okay. I wouldn’t have invited him if I didn’t trust you.”
“But…” I start but he stops me.
“No “buts” baby. I’m okay with him joining us from time to time if that’s what you need. Like tonight, you wanted to be completely filled…I’m making that happen. And…” he stops, chuckling a little bit before continuing. “To be honest, watching him with you…watching you two together…I’ve never been so fucking hard in my life, baby.”
Taken completely aback, I murmur, “Y-you liked it?” 
Heat fills his eyes once more as he says, “Watching him eat your pussy and seeing you taking his cock down your throat…fuck, baby girl. You have no idea...” He begins stroking his cock as he’s speaking, turned on again at the images playing out in his head.
“I guess the question is…” Jacksons voice, deep and heavily voice says from beside me as he moves my hair out of the way and runs his nose along the column of my neck. “Are you going to let me fuck that tight little pussy of yours, sweetheart?”
Instead of answering, I turn and grasp hold of his shoulders and shove him back until he is laying against the mattress and throw my leg over him, straddling him once more.
The head of Jackson’s cock is notched at my entrance as he growls, “Fuck, you’re so wet, sweetheart. Are you ready to take both of our cocks?”
“Shut up and fuck me already,” I demand as I lower myself down a fraction of an inch, while at the same time Jackson thrusts his hips up, impaling me on his cock.
“Fuck!” I shout, the word coming out entirely too loud for the early hour.
“Shhhh…you’re going to wake your brothers,” Lincoln whispers against my ear before pulling it into his mouth. He runs he cock down, grazing my pussy with his head and for a moment, I think he’s going to try to join his brother inside of me there but then he moves back towards my ass and spreads my cheeks wide, pushing the head of his cock against my asshole.
“Relax,” Jackson instructs as he slowly, gently pulls out and then slides back in. The friction from the barbel, like nothing I’ve ever felt before. 
As Jackson slowly thrusts in and out of my pussy, Lincoln reaches between Jackson and I and begins playing with my clit as he works his cock into my ass.
“How does it feel?” Jackson asks between clenched teeth as he clearly holds himself back.
Unable to form words, I moan and fall forward into him as Lincoln presses further inside of me, then gasp, “Oh, fuck!”
“That good, huh?” Jackson quips, “Think you can handle more? I can’t hold back much longer. You’re too tight, feel too fucking good.” As he says this, he begins picking up his pace.
“Yes,” I gasp, not caring if it hurts now, I’m too caught up in how good they’re making my body feel.
“Fuck, you feel *so* good, baby girl,” Lincoln says, fully l in my ass and picking up his pace right along with his brother. “So tight and fucking perfect.”
“Yes,” I moan, unable to say anything other than that single word apparently.
“She’s close,” Jackson announces, fucking up into me so deep that I see stars. “Cum for us, sweetheart.”
“Jax, bro, are you close?” Lincoln asks his brother, as his pace is starting to become erratic.
“I’m so fucking close, I can taste it,” Jackson declares as he thrusts up, hitting me so damn hard and deep that it sends me over the edge, straight into one of the strongest orgasms I’ve ever had.
“I want you to cum in her pussy,” Lincoln demands and then stills, finding his own release. Pulling out, Lincoln rolls off of me, his come slipping from my ass.
Taking the opportunity, Jackson flips us over, grabs hold of my legs and puts them onto his shoulders.
“Of, God,” I gasp, his cock hitting me at a new angle that sends me straight into another orgasm.
“Fuck,” Jackson growls as he fucks into me harder and faster. “She’s squeezing me so fucking good. I’ve never felt anything like it.”
Then, as if a flip has switched, he looks down at me with a softness in his eyes and lowers his mouth to mine, kissing me deeply, his thrusts slowing to match. 
His hands grasp hold of my hips, anchoring us together  as he breaks the kiss and whispers against my lips, “I’m cumming, baby.”
Then, he captures my lips once more, making love to my mouth as he comes deep inside of me.
After several moments of us kissing, Jackson pulls out and gets up from the bed. I watch him as he pulls his jeans back on, trying to figure out what just happened, knowing without a doubt that something shifted between Jackson and me tonight.
Lincoln must have slipped out of the room at some point because he comes back carrying a damp washcloth and cleans me up before pulling his shirt back over my head.
Both guys climb back into my bed, curled around me, quickly drifting off to sleep as I lay awake, thoughts swirling about whether Lincoln and I just made a mistake inviting someone else, his brother no less, into our bed.