“He really likes that,” he said to Bailey, his finger still slowly teasing his cock. Aiden’s self-restraint was incredible, because I’d have come at least twice by now if he’d let me.
“Fuck, he’s so tight,” Bailey said, kissing the base of my spine again. “His hole is sucking me in. He’s begging for it.”
“Mmm, that’s because our babygirl is a slut for our dicks,” Aiden said. “By the way, you have thirty, maybe thirty-five minutes left. In case you were wondering.”
Bailey groaned, but when he spoke I could hear the smile on his face. “Don’t worry, I’m not going to last when I get inside this tight hole. Fuck, he’s going to milk me dry.”
Aiden smirked. “Maybe next time we can work on your stamina. I could make you edge yourself in Hunter’s arse. Of course, we’d edge him too. It would be good for him to learn patience.”
I moaned, burying my face in the sheets. Aiden’s filthy words were doing so many things to me, and at this rate I was going to come untouched before Bailey even got his cock inside me.
“You like that, don’t you, Hunter?” Aiden asked, leaning forward to brush his fingers through my hair as Bailey started to work me open. “When we talk about you like this, like you’re a toy for us to play with. A tight hole for us to fuck.”
“Yeah. It’s hot,” I said, barely lifting my head but nodding so he got the message.
“You’re so good for us. Mmm, one day I’m going to split you open on something monstrous and watch you squirm as you come for me over and over again. Would you like that?”
“Fuck yeah. Please!”
“I thought you would. Maybe Bailey and I will take turns on you. Think how wet and sloppy and stretched you’ll be by the time we’re done with you. Covered and filled with cum.”
“Fuck, that would be hot,” Bailey said with a groan as he added a third finger to me. He pressed more kisses down myspine. “I want to watch you split him open, Aiden. Fuck him with tentacles and knots and make him beg.”
“Oh, trust me, baby, he’ll be begging. He’ll be so full up he won’t know what to do. How many times do you think we can make him come?”
“At least three,” Bailey said. “But we should aim high. Like five.”
“Five sounds good,” Aiden said, and I moaned whorishly at the thought. I wanted to tell them I’d never be able to manage that many, but I knew if I did, they’d see it as a challenge.
Besides, I wanted to try. I wanted to end up so fucked out and cock-drunk I couldn’t even speak.
“Are you ready for me, baby?” Bailey asked, drawing my attention back to him. “Still want me to fuck you?”
“Yes! Please!”
“Okay, let me grab a condom.”
He gently slid his fingers out of me and I heard the rustle of foil as Bailey opened a condom. If we were going to do this more often, I’d want us to get new STI tests as soon as fucking possible, because I was desperate to know what it felt like to be full of cum.
“Are you okay?” Aiden asked. He gently ran his hand through my hair again, and as I looked over at him, I realised he was giving me an out. Emotion flooded my chest, his consideration almost overwhelming me.
He’d had a long, stressful day and yet he was still taking care of me, of us, like it was nothing. While he seemed disconnected from his own emotions, he was deeply in touch with those of others, and either it didn’t seem to bother him or he hadn’t really registered it.
All I knew was that Aiden cared. He cared so much it was staggering.
And I’d never felt safer or more wanted than I did at that moment.
“Yeah. It’s, fuck, it’s really good,” I said with a nod as I smiled and leant into his touch.
“Good. You two look so hot together. I could watch you all night.”
“Are you going to come too?” I asked.
“Yes. I’m going to use the same pace as Bailey.” He smirked. “So I’ll know how hard and fast he’s fucking you.”
Bailey and I groaned, and my head flopped to the bed as my cock twitched, more precum spilling on the duvet. Bailey’s hand was on my waist, and he pressed another kiss to my spine as he guided the head of his cock to my waiting hole.
I moaned as he slowly pushed inside me, my body melting into the mattress as his cock split me open. His hand gripped my waist, grounding me with his touch, his shuddering breath ghosting over my skin as he bottomed out.
