It was Elio who led me to the bedroom, but it was Zale who took me into his arms first. He followed closely behind as we passed through the threshold, and halfway to the bed, he seized my hand, pulling me away from Elio and into his embrace. He gently caressed my cheek, and then his fingers slid into my hair as he lowered his lips to mine.

I melted into him immediately, parting my lips to welcome his eager tongue. His other arm wrapped around my waist, his large hand palming the small of my back, holding me firmly in place. I gripped his shoulders tightly, feeling as though my legs might give out. Zale’s tongue slid along the roof of my mouth before twisting around mine in a battle for dominance that I willingly conceded. 

While Zale dominated my lips, Elio drew closer from behind, molding his body against my back. At first, his touches were featherlight, his lips brushing my neck and shoulders, sending a cascade of shivers down my back. He wrapped his arms around my waist, his touch delicate as his nimble fingertips skimmed the skin of my stomach beneath my shirt. 

Elio pulled me away from Zale just long enough to remove my shirt, and Zale immediately reclaimed my lips with renewed enthusiasm. Elio trailed kisses up and down my spine, his hands roaming gently over my chest, teasing my body with his soft, tantalizing touch.

I moaned into Zale’s mouth, lost in the intense sensations. Having both of them so completely focused on me, touching me, kissing me, was as overwhelming as it was amazing. My skin burned under their touch, every movement stoking the fire within.

Zale finally released my lips, leaving me gasping for air as he pulled away and removed his shirt. I couldn’t help but admire his muscled figure, so powerful, yet so gentle. I wanted to explore every inch of him, make every part of him feel like it belonged to me. Elio tightened his hold on me and began nibbling and sucking on my shoulders, marking my previously untouched skin, while Zale watched us with fire in his eyes. 

Finally, Zale couldn't wait any longer, and I found myself trapped between them again, my face pressed into Zale’s broad chest as they kissed each other desperately. Elio’s hands continued to explore my body, caressing me, pinching the tiny buds on my chest, and occasionally straying over to Zale.

I slipped an arm around Zale’s waist and cautiously brought my lips to his neck. He shuddered against me, goosebumps erupting as I licked the salt from his skin. 

Acting purely on instinct, I grazed his neck with my teeth and nipped his collarbone, then I bit down on the soft flesh where his neck met his shoulder. Zale hissed, breaking away from Elio’s lips. I ran my tongue over where I’d bitten down, carefully tracing the indentations of my teeth. 

Zale looked down at me, his gaze filled with an undeniable heat, and growled, “If you keep doing that, I might not be able to control myself.”

Before I could respond, Elio grabbed my arm, pulling me away from Zale entirely, and chuckled playfully, “My turn.”

In an instant, Elio was in front of me, guiding me backward toward the bed, his lips finding mine, hungry and intense. His tongue invaded, tasting me as if he wanted to devour me.

The back of my knees touched the bed, halting our movements. In one fluid motion, Elio pushed me down onto the mattress and climbed on top of me, looking down at me with an intensity that left my heart pounding.

He kissed me again, long and slow, then purred into my ear, “We’re going to make you feel so good, my sweet. All you need to do is let us. I’ve been thinking about this for days, imagining all the possibilities. First, I’m going to fuck you, break you in nice and slow and gentle. Then Zale's going to fuck you, but he’s going to take you hard and fast. Would you like that, my sweet? Do you want us to fuck you?”

I hung on his every word, my mouth growing increasingly dry while my cock grew increasingly hard. Gods, had I always been this easy? I was ready to take him up on everything he was offering and more. Elio watched me with a confident smirk, as if he already knew I’d say yes.

I nodded wordlessly, enraptured by his mismatched eyes.

“No, my sweet,” Elio scolded, “You need to say it out loud. There can’t be any doubts about whether you want this.”

Licking my lips nervously, I managed to whisper, “I want this.”

“And what is it that you want?” Elio demanded, only half teasing, “Tell me exactly what you want us to do.”

My cheeks heated up and I found myself at a loss. Who would have thought it would be so embarrassing to say?  

Elio nuzzled his face into my neck and coaxed me, “Please, my sweet? I want to hear you say it.”

Averting my eyes, I hastily mumbled, “I want you to fuck me.”

I felt a throbbing in my groin as I said those words out loud. The combination of arousal and shame was almost too much. I needed him to stop teasing me and get on with it. But Elio wasn’t done.

“And what about Zale?” he teased, clearly delighting in my discomfort, “Look him in the eye and tell him what you want.”

Elio’s hand very deliberately grazed the bulge in my pants and my hips bucked in response.  

Elio slapped my thigh playfully and said, “Not yet, my sweet. I promise I’ll touch you all you want very soon, but you’ve got something you have to tell Zale first. Look at him, Bryn. Tell him you want him.”

I looked up at Zale and nearly forgot how to breathe. I’d never thought of him as a beast before, but with that hungry expression on his face, it was all I could see. And Gods help me, I wanted everything that face promised.

“Fuck me,” I blurted out, my shame forgotten under the blazing hear of his gaze, “I want you to fuck me, Zale.” 

A dark smile played across his lips as I spoke. I could see the outline of his erection, hard and straining against his pants. It was bigger than I had imagined, almost intimidating.

Elio drew my attention back to him by nipping at my ear, “Good boy, Bryn. Now you get a reward.”

He unbuttoned my pants and pulled them off, freeing my cock from its prison. Elio’s teasing had excited me more than I’d realized, and being exposed to both of them only heightened that feeling. 

After taking a moment to admire the view, Elio wrapped his hand around my shaft, drawing a low moan from my lips. As he stroked me, he lowered his head, but it wasn’t until he licked my tip, lapping up the fluid that leaked from the small slit at the top, that I realized what he intended.

I watched, mesmerized, as he wrapped his lips around the head, taking it into his mouth. I hissed at the intense stimulation. Elio glanced up at me and I met his eyes. My dick twitched in response, and without breaking eye contact, he slowly sucked me in. 

“Ahh,” I sighed as my shaft began to disappear into his mouth.

He showed no hesitation as he took me even deeper, filling his throat with my length. It was so warm, so tight, that I almost felt ready to burst.

“Elio!” I gasped, my eyes rolling back in my head, “Oh, Gods, that feels amazing.”   

In response, Elio began to move his head, sucking me with enthusiasm. My hands found his head and I ran my fingers through his hair, gently encouraging him.

When I finally tore my eyes away from Elio, I saw Zale standing above us, watching us hungrily. He had freed his erection from the confines of his pants and was slowly stroking himself as Elio repeatedly swallowed my cock.

I felt the building pressure of my impending climax, approaching far too quickly. I had wanted this to last, but Elio’s mouth combined with the sight of Zale pleasuring himself as he watched was just too much for me to handle. 

“Hnng, Elio,” I moaned, closing my eyes, “I-I’m getting close, I–”

Elio grabbed my hips, forcing me as far down his throat as he could manage, encouraging me to take control. After such a clear invitation, I couldn’t resist. I grabbed his head and started thrusting my hips up. He moaned around my length, clearly enjoying the rougher treatment. 

I opened my eyes, wanting to see more of Zale. Our eyes met and I shuddered at their intensity. His hard cock weeped liquid from the tip, but the speed of his strokes remained steady. He bit his lip and continued to calmly tease himself as he watched me use his mate’s mouth for my pleasure. 

It didn’t take long before I couldn’t hold back any longer. I threw my head back, letting out a ragged cry as I spilled my seed. I shuddered and shook, the force of my climax beyond anything I had experienced before. I felt Elio’s throat contracting as he swallowed my release, and the final waves of pleasure began to wane.    

Zale pulled Elio off of me and crashed their lips together. Teeth and tongues collided as Zale forcefully invaded his mouth, sharing my taste between them. That sight alone was almost enough to immediately make me hard again. 

I felt a twinge of disappointment when their lips parted, but that feeling was quickly forgotten as they returned their attention to me. 

“Kneel on the edge of the bed facing us,” Elio commanded, his face flushed from Zale's intense kiss. 

I immediately obeyed, putting myself at eye level with their rock hard cocks.

Elio stroked my head, “Very good. I love the way you listen to me, my sweet. Now, why don’t you show us what you learned.”

He guided my head to his straining erection, still trapped inside his pants. I nuzzled it with my cheek, feeling the hard organ twitch in response. 

I unbuttoned his pants, freeing his length, and my mouth watered at the sight. I leaned forward and ran my tongue over the tip. A pleasant salty flavor spread across my palate, making me want to taste him even more. Despite my inexperience, I confidently took the rounded head of his cock into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it. 

“Mmm, Bryn, that’s so good,” Elio murmured, closing his eyes and biting his lip, “Keep going, my sweet, just like that.”

Encouraged, I wrapped my hand around his shaft and began slowly pumping as I worshipped his tip with my mouth. The skin there was so soft and smooth. I couldn’t get enough of it. 

I unconsciously moaned around him and struggled to take him deeper. Elio’s hand slid into my hair and held on, taking control of my movements. He guided my head up and down, never pushing me too far, gentle but firm. His cock repeatedly grazed the roof of my mouth, driving me wild. 

With his other hand, Elio took over stroking Zale’s length and Zale unabashedly groaned at the attention. He wrapped his hand around the back of Elio’s neck and kissed him deeply. Elio began moving my head faster and let out a low moan as Zale’s lips moved to his neck. From the way his body was tensing, I could tell he was getting close. 

Then Elio’s grip on my hair tightened and he pulled me off of him. I whimpered as he pulled my hair, but the slight pain only heightened my arousal. 

Elio leaned down and pressed our lips together. I sucked his tongue into my mouth, kissing him aggressively. I clung to his arms and lost myself in the taste of his mouth. 

When he finally pulled away, Elio used his grip on my hair to guide me over to Zale’s larger member. 

“Open wide, my sweet,” Elio instructed, “and Zale baby, don’t be too rough with him.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle with our Bryn,” Zale promised, although the look in his eyes was anything but gentle. 

That look made my knees feel weak. Maybe I didn’t want him to be gentle. Maybe I wanted him to push my limits a bit. I had faith he would only push me as hard as I wanted to be pushed. 

I grabbed onto the base of his shaft and after a tentative lick, I wrapped my lips around the head. I had to hold my jaw wider, but it wasn’t too much of a strain. Even if it had been, it wouldn’t have mattered. I wanted to taste him more, feel him slide deeper inside. Zale ran his hand through my hair, groaning and muttering about how good I was doing.

I heard a drawer open and close, then Elio climbed on the bed behind me, watching me as I struggled to swallow Zale’s cock. I could feel his eyes burning into me, taking in my every move, making me tremble with anticipation.

He came closer and whispered, “Don’t let me distract you, my sweet. I’m going to get you ready for us. Just relax and focus on Zale.”

A thrill ran through me as I realized what would come next, and I lifted my hips to give him better access.