He flops onto the bed with a groan, and without his weight, I feel somehow bereft.
“Clean him up,” North orders, noticing the way my eyes have fallen onto the shining, inked dick now lying spent against his thigh.
My limbs shake as I force myself onto all fours, crawling over to the replete golden god. I kiss him first, taking my time, tasting the two of us on his lips. A quick, loud spank to my ass reminds me that North is waiting. The bed jostles, but I don’t look back at him.
Lambert sighs as I kiss down the muscled lines of his abs, then trace the veins on the underside of his cock. I’ve just taken the plump head into my mouth when North’s fingers trace up and down my pussy.
I jerk.
“Aww, is that sensitive?” he asks, voice full of false sympathy as I glare over my shoulder at him.
“Yes…Sir.”
“Good.”
Without warning, he lines himself up and buries himself to the hilt.
“North!” I cry, only to cut off when he spanks my ass again. “Sir!”
Lambert’s thrusts were sweet. Long and languid and cautious of the fact that my poor body had been through a lot already.
North’s are anything but. He takes me like he owns me, fucking me hard and fast until I see stars.
When his hand comes down a second time, I think he’s going to spank me again, but after the initial strike, he leaves it there, his thumb rubbing over the cleft of my ass.
Oh, sweet stars above.
I know I ticked that box, but I wasn’t prepared for my introduction to be his thumb slipping past the ring of muscle while his cock slams into me. He uses Lambert’s cum and mine as lube, his thumb dipping in and out in counterpoint to his thrusts. A little deeper each time. Twisting. Testing.
And oh, it’s perfect. Too good. Each touch drags me back up towards another release I didn’t think my body was capable of.
Lambert’s fingers thread into my hair, pulling my face up to look at him as he searches my expression for any hint that this is too much.
It is. But I’d rather die than stop.
He must read the truth of that from my expression because he shimmies down the bed, claiming my lips in another kiss.
“You’re so pretty like this,” he murmurs.
North catches my G-spot with his next thrust, and I cry out against Lambert’s mouth. His balls slap against my clit, once, twice, and it’s over.
I come on a scream that rattles the clock tower. My pussy and ass squeeze North until he follows me over the edge with a string of profanity that I really should banish him for.
Later.
Maybe.
Unless he promises to do this again.
I murmur a cleansing spell as Lambert pulls me down into yet another contractually obligated post-coital cuddle.
“You okay?” he checks, cupping my face to brush away a tear I didn’t know I’d shed.
“Mmmhmmm.” I smile against his chest. “It was overwhelming, but in a good way.”
Stars, I’m so glad I made that contract. Maybe we can do this again? Would the others be interested in joining us?
“Are you going to take it easy today?” North asks, taking the spot at my back with an affectionate squeeze of my sore butt. “Or are we going to have to kidnap you again?”
