Kill Switch by Penelope Douglas

The head of his cock pushed inside me nice and slow and
then slid the rest of the way in, filling me up and touching me
deep. Will’s cock rubbed against my clit through the sheet
underneath me, and I started moving, knowing it was me who
knew how to move to give them both what they needed at the
same time. I rolled my hips in a figure eight motion, up and
over Will’s cock and back and up again on Damon. Up and
over, back and up. Up and over, back and up.
And when they started moving to meet me in our rhythm
and grunting and panting, I knew I was doing it good.
I held myself up on my hands, riding them both, dry
humping Will underneath me and backing up on Damon
behind me as he fisted my hair. Will leaned up, sucking on my
nipples, one after the other, and the room filled with the
sounds of us fucking and needing this. Needing the
connection.
Damon pushed hard and faster, and so did I, humping Will
as I leaned down and kissed his chest. He held me to him as I
sucked and nibbled, and in moments, we were nothing but
bodies and mouths and hands and aching deep inside.
I came first, crying out and shuddering, the sensations
inside me coursing through my clit and making me throw my
head back and lose all control of my body. I just knelt there,
the orgasm rippling through me as Will came, his body
tightening and spilling in the sheet and his hands gripping my
hip and breast.
Damon pushed me down, holding my shoulder at my neck,
and thrust inside of me, taking me harder and harder as Will
held my head to him again to keep me secure.
Damon growled under his breath, his movements fast and
wild, and then he came, driving inside of me once real slow
and then again, letting it go.
He jerked a few more times and collapsed on my back,
damp with sweat and all three of us trying to catch our breath.
My eyelids felt heavy, and I swear I could feel their heartbeats
against me.