Ruben Dias - One Shots (Second edition)

Tussle Of Three

Where Reader and Ruben invite a third party into their bed. 

Enjoy!

They weren't fighting over you. Why would they? When you wanted them both.....at the sametime.

Ruben wasn't shy about a threesome. However, he did feel some type of way about sharing you with someone else. Someone who wanted you as much as him.

Badlier even.

"Come here Y/N, sit on my lap."

"She's not going anywhere."

Joško rolled his eyes at Ruben's paranoia. Although his teammate agreed to experiment, Ruben was far from getting a participation medal afterwards, that was forsure. "Relax mate. I just want her to be comfortable, and she will be....on my lap."

Ruben's hand tightened around your arm and that's when you knew to interfere. "Guys. Come on." The dimmed hotel room was already steamy enough. "Why fight when we can fuck?"

Both men grinned.

After a couple of persuasive kisses Ruben let you walk over to the bed, to Joško, who greated you with rough hands that tugged off the straps of your dress, sliding the fabric down your naked shoulders.

As stubborn as he was, Ruben sat back and watched another man play with his wife. He sat back in the leather chair placed in the corner of the baroque suite. He sat back with a hand in his pants, stroking himself slowly as he saw your body unravel in the darkness.

"God." You moaned, to the sensation of Joško's hand moving between your thighs.

"Nah, leave him out of this." He chuckled against your skin. His free hand was brought to your back, steading you before traveling downwards to slap the swollen flesh of your ass, leaving a stinging mark.

"Careful." Ruben hissed, ushering a warning in a steady voice. He had stopped stroking himself, eyes narrowed at the bed.

"What can I say?" Joško teased with a smile. "I couldn't help myself. Sorry"

"It's okay baby, I liked it." You assured, watching Ruben over your shoulder. He grunted in response, a signal for the two of you to continue. You did so in a matter of foreplay. What Joško did to your body was only a fraction of what your husband's darkest fantasies intended. Joško was actually sweet compared to Ruben. Although he made his teammate watch on as he tortured you by burying his fingers deep inside of your pussy while his mouth latched onto the crest of your breasts, taking his time with your stiff nipples in his wet mouth.

You squirmed above him, struggling to keep still. The pleasure was building up to something intense, something dangerously on the verge of rupturing. But just as you wanted to explode, Ruben tapped in with a heavy hand on your shoulder. "I'll take it from here."

You came down from the high with an unsatisfied whimper as Josko stepped aside. No questions asked. He knew better than to get in the way of Ruben and his desire for you.

Wait!" You protested.

This was meant to be a threesome. Something for the three of you to enjoy. What was the point of having all three of you in the same room if one person was constantly forced to stand back and watch?

"Babe, is this not okay for you?" Ruben looked to you in concern.

"No."

He immediately backed off.

"Wait, no. I mean yes. Yes, this is okay for me. However..." You reached for your husband's hand and did the same thing with Joško's. "I want all three of us to enjoy this. Please, it's what we came here for."

The two men regarded each other skeptically, a stand off between two lovers. But then Ruben initiated a peace offering by leaning forward and pressing a feather-like kiss to your neck. He then moved you to stand to the side of him while he did the same thing to Joško, his lips lingering a bit longer against his teammates pale skin. The men shared a knowing glanced and went onto offer you a seat on the bed.

"After you." Joško nodded at Ruben, who gladly got rid of the rest of his clothes, joining you on the bed. Joško did the same, stripping himself naked to let his erect cock and clenching muscles reveal his egerness for a tussle of three.

Your heart fluttered having two men sandwich you on a dream bed, their erect penises grinding against you like thick lodges. For a second, while drowning in the caressing of your body, a sudden fear struck you. An irrational fear that these two men wider in size and height, could do as they pleased with you. In any way they wished to. For as long as they wished to and as hard as they wished to.

But this was Ruben you were fearing. Your loving husband who, despite the unethical situation, whispered sweet nothings in your ear as if you were alone, making love in your bed at home. Even Joško, with his barbaric appearance, never forced you into uncomfortable positions without reminding you of your safeword of the night. And his lips upon your body, his tounge sometimes inside of it, never drove you over an edge you weren't prepared to leap from.

Together, the two men made you the center of attention. Taking turns to please you in ways you never thought possible. They left you tender and warm skinned. Heat generating from places one would never expect to generate as much moisture as it did. And when it all eventually came to a finish, sunlight had begun creeping into the room.

By that time you had transformed into one. One thrusting body. Ruben and Joško, taking you from the front and behind as you cried out the final rises of pleasure. The fifteenth time that night.