They let out nearly identical moans of need and pleasure as she stroked them, which only made her wetter. They climbed back onto the bed and Logan’s fingers dipped into her pussy, playing with her clit while Toby focused on teasing and sucking her nipples again.

The first orgasm startled her. First she was enjoying their attention, then it was like a tsunami from nowhere, making her cry out so sharply the men both startled.

Fortunately, not enough to make Logan stop what he was doing. He kept her going, cresting, rolling through it, lowering his mouth to her mound and flicking her clit with his tongue until she finally gasped for air and let go of his cock so she could tap the top of his head.

The men settled on the bed on either side of her, smug looks on their faces.

“What?” she asked when she finally regained her breath…and her ability to form coherent speech.

“Oh, nothing,” Toby said. “You just gave our egos a huge boost is all.”

“It’s been a long damn time for me,” she said.

“We could tell,” Logan said. “And we’re not complaining.” When he kissed her she tasted herself on him.

“My turn,” Toby said, diving between her legs before she could stop him. This time he used his mouth from the start, a different technique than Logan but every bit as good. It only took him a couple of minutes to pull orgasm number two out of her.

She held up a finger, indicating she needed a minute. Both men looked on, amused, watching her.

She couldn’t believe they hadn’t tried to rush her to get them off. Well, she could believe it, but maybe since they had each other for sex they weren’t nearly as desperate as she was.

Pointing at them, she managed, “I want to see you two kiss.”

Toby grabbed Logan and planted one on him that was so scorching hot she nearly came just from the radiant heat washing off them.

Then they turned to her, Toby kissing her, followed by Logan. “Just think,” Toby said. “Maybe one day we’ll get you worked up to the point he’s in your ass while I’m in your pussy and we’re both fucking you at the same time.”

A needy moan escaped her.

A hand ended up between her legs, playing with her clit, a finger teasing, testing, slowly working its way inside her pussy until it was sliding in and out in a sultry, sexy rhythm.

“We love fucking a woman at the same time,” Logan said. “Love taking our time, building her up, making her come so we can feel her body squeezing our cocks at the same time. We love doing that to a woman. And we’re hoping you’ll let us get to that point with you, too, baby.”

The next orgasm was like diving head-first from a high-dive. One moment she was sailing through the air, then the world exploded around her.

The hand between her legs moved faster, a second finger joining the first in her pussy. “You’ll love feeling both our cocks fucking you, baby,” Toby rumbled in her ear. “Back and forth, in and out, making you feel so good.”

Hell, they were making her feel good now and she hadn’t even gotten to their cocks yet.

“Get the condoms,” she rasped. “Now.”

When Logan went to fetch them, the hand was still fucking her pussy, so she knew it must belong to Toby.

He kissed her. “Look at me, baby.”

She forced her eyes open, staring up into his blue gaze. “You good?” he asked.

She nodded, eagerly.

He smiled. “You still have the energy and want us to spitroast you, or do you want us to finish each other off while you watch?”

While another night she might appreciate a show, not tonight.

Tonight she wanted to be part of the action.

“If somebody doesn’t fuck me,” she said, “somebody’s getting hurt. In a bad way.”

“Guess that answers that,” Logan joked as he tossed a plastic pouch at Toby. He rolled one onto his shaft, all the way to the root, while Toby pulled his hand from her pussy and ripped his wrapper open.

After flipping her over onto her hands and knees, Logan climbed onto the bed behind her and reached between her legs, playing with her clit, making her moan.

“Hold on, baby. Just priming you for when he’s ready. Want you to feel both ends filling at the same time.”

“Sorry they’re not flavored,” Toby said as he moved to kneel in front of her. He cupped her head in his hands, smiling down at her. “Ready?”

She opened her mouth wide as she wiggled her ass at Logan.

“Good girl,” Logan said, stirring something inside her. But then the thick knob of Logan’s cock was pressing against her pussy, and Toby was sliding his cock over her tongue, and she didn’t care about anything anymore. Just what was happening to her, what they were doing to her.

Pleasure.

Oh, the fucking damn pleasure! She didn’t even care what the condom tasted like. It just felt so damn good having Toby’s hands on her head, fingers pressing into her scalp as he took control and fucked her mouth…incredible. Almost sensory overload.

Every time she moaned, Toby moaned in response as the vibrations from her voice rumbled through his shaft. The men picked up a rhythm, rocking her back and forth between them and coaxing yet another orgasm out of her before they finally quit holding back.

When they came, it was nearly at the same time, Logan sinking his cock deep inside her pussy and shoving her onto Toby’s cock, which was nearly down her throat.

Collapsing onto the bed, she looked up at them.

“You all right?” Logan asked.

She shook her head and crooked her fingers at both of them to lean in. She kissed Toby, then Logan. “Now I’m all right.”

The men cleaned up and rejoined her in bed. A moment later, the end of the bed dipped. She lifted her head to see Chewi glaring at her before he turned around three times and settled at the foot of the bed with his back to them.

Great. Now the world dominayshun dog is pissed off at me.

Chapter Eight

Rebecca was vaguely aware of the men climbing out of bed and getting ready for work the next morning morning, but it didn’t fully sink in until Toby brought her a mug of perfectly prepared coffee and kissed her good-bye.

“I already walked Chewi,” he said.

Logan walked in to kiss her, too. “We’ll see you tonight, sweetheart.”

She managed to sit up and kiss them one more time each. “Tonight,” she said. “Guess I don’t need to sleep in the guest room anymore.”

“We’d prefer you slept with us,” Toby said. “Your choice, and no rush, but we had a hell of a lot of fun last night.”

“Sorry I conked out so fast. I was exhausted.”

“Honey, if that was exhausted,” Logan said, “then you’ll run us ragged when you’re at full strength.”

“And here.” Toby pressed a key into her hand. “That’s for you.” They each kissed her one more time before leaving.

As she sat on the edge of the bed, sipping her coffee while staring at the key, she caught Chewi’s accusatory glare.

“Oh, don’t get sanctimonious with me. I’ve seen you try to hump a cat before. You are no angel yourself. You’re just pissed off I interrupted your butt scratching session.”

He sniffed at her before turning around and lying down on the bed, his back to her.

“Same to you, buddy. I’m not apologizing for getting laid.”

* * * *

Logan was quieter than usual on their morning drive. “You all right?” Toby asked.

“Yeah. Just thinking.”

“Good thinking or bad thinking?”

“I don’t know.”

“That doesn’t sound good.” He glanced at Logan.

“You and I went from almost close to breaking up—and don’t think I don’t know that—to now we’re jumping into another relationship. Is this wise?”

“I thought you liked her.”

“I do. Don’t get me wrong. It feels right with her. Easy. In a way being with Julie didn’t feel easy. It feels like Becca’s giving us back as much energy as we’re putting into this.”