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It was a full minute of the three of us not moving, my body braced on my elbows to keep Gunnar’s and my combined weight off our tiny third. Our breathing was matched, and when Gunnar pulled out, I did the same, and we all groaned.
My shaft was still semi-hard and leaking jizz. I shifted out from between them, my big body feeling sore and used in the best ways as I felt Gunnar’s seed leaking out of me.
Gun found his way between Kitten’s legs and pushed her thighs open wide. And before I knew what he had in mind, his mouth latched onto her cum-soaked cunt.
He licked and suckled her gently but thoroughly, drinking my jizz and pulling soft, feminine moans from her.
“It’s so fucking hot that you’re cleaning her up, Gun. Soothe that sweet pussy after we both fucked her raw.”
“Push it all out for me, Sunny girl. Let me swallow it down.” His words were muffled against her soppy snatch.
Kitten whimpered as she did what Gunnar said. In my position, I could see him seal his mouth around her pussy hole, sucking out our combined salty cum mixed with her musky juices.
“Fuck,” Gunnar growled against her bare cunt. “So fucking good.” He finger-fucked her slowly before pulling those glistening digits out and showing me the clear liquid strung between them.
I gripped his thickly muscled wrist and brought them to my mouth, sucking them clean.
“Damn, girl,” I said after licking off every drop. “You’re so fucking sweet mixed with our cum.” I reached out and gripped Gunnar’s nape and jerked him toward me. I slammed my mouth on his, mouth-fucked him deep and hard with my tongue and lips, and when I let go, I immediately went for Sunny.
I kissed her as thoroughly as I did Gunnar, and when I pulled back, it was to see he had been gently smoothing his hands over her hair. His touch was tender. His look even sweeter as he stared at her.
I knew what he was going through. I felt it too.
This all felt so perfect, like we’d been waiting to connect in this way from the very start.
“What now?” she asked softly and looked down at her hands. I took one into my much bigger one and glided my fingers over her pink-painted nails.
“Look at us,” I demanded as gently as possible. When we locked gazes, I ran my thumb over her cheek. “First thing we’ll do is take a shower, and then you’ll sleep between the two of us so we can keep you warm and safe.”
Her breath hitched.
“Then, when it’s morning, I’ll make breakfast for you and Tate,” Gunnar said and leaned in to kiss her temple. “And we’ll talk about howyou’dlike to see the future go for the three of us.”
She looked at Gunnar, then me, and shook her head. I felt this raw, rough sensation fill me that she was denying us what both of us men desperately wanted. My jaw locked on its own, and I felt Gunnar tense beside me.
“I don’t need to talk about anything.”
I opened my mouth, not sure what I was going to say. Force the subject? Tell her there was no fucking way either of us was letting her go? I didn’t want to say something that would piss her off and ruin what we had. But the very idea of not having Sunny in my life this way felt so fucking wrong it was painful.
“What about our parents?” she asked as she stared at me.
I knew she asked in case I gave two fucks about what our parents would think.
“What about friends and family? When they find outwe’retogether, all we’ll get is judgment.” She looked at Gunnar. “Double when they know how many of us are involved.”
I glanced at my best friend, and together, we grinned. We talked about this when I first broached the subject with him of being with Sunny.
“Baby,” Gunnar was the first to speak. “We already talked about all of that before we decided to come after you.”
I saw her cheeks turn pink after he said those words.
“Sunny girl,” I said in a softer voice and waited until she looked at me. “We don’t give a fuck about what anyone thinks. Not friends nor family. No one. You’re ours, we’re yours, and we’re each other’s—” I nudged my head in Gunnar’s direction. “—and that's all that matters.” I smoothed a finger along her cheek until that pinkness of her embarrassment faded. “And although Gun and I talked about it, we want to talk about it withyou. We want to make sure you’re okay with it.” I wasn’t the kind of guy who cared about what anyone thought or said. If they disrespected me, I solved it by putting them in their place.
But this was a forever type of situation, and I wasn’t about to push my girl into something she was unsure about.
I didn’t say anything else, and neither did Gunnar, as we waited for her to respond. She was quiet, but it was clear by her expression she was thinking—and doing it pretty fucking hard.
She finally let out a little exhale and told us, “Like I said, I don’t need to talk about it, because I know what I want, and that’s the three of us to be together.” She looked between me and him. “And I don’t give a shit about what anyone says either. If they don’t like what three consenting adults do together, then that's athemproblem, not anusproblem.”
