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…Fuck.I was starting to sound like Logan and Luke fighting over a damn toy. Hana wasn’t a toy. Not to me.
“You won’t because Joseph will be gentle, won’t you?” Logan pierced me with his gaze, and I melted inside. Outwardly, I nodded and grabbed the lube. It would be best if I lubed my fingers just in case she’d dried up.
“Open completely up,” Logan directed Hana, sending shivers up my fucking spine. I was going to jerk off after this. Something deep inside said that Logan was punishing me for wanting not just him, but Hana. He didn’t want me to come inside her pussy. He wouldn’t let me take any hole, but her mouth. He barely wanted me touching her. I had to tame Logan if I wanted Hana to be mine, too.
She opened her mouth and I started pulling the plug out, but a sharp look at Logan had me stopping.
“Fuck her with it while I fuck her sloppy mouth,” he demanded.
I didn’t hesitate to thrust the butt plug deeper inside her ass, my finger pushing and tugging on the loop at the end.
When Logan slid into her mouth, I pushed in her ass hard. We pulled back at the same time. I didn’t pull the butt plug completely out. Just enough that she felt the tip.
I fucked her in time with Logan imaging it was my cock instead of this silicone. I wanted her ass so badly. “That’s right, take us both, baby girl. You’re doing so good,” I crooned.
Hana moaned in response and thrust her ass into my hand.
I moved closer so I could whisper my dirty thoughts in her ear. “You like this don’t you, my dirty little slut,” I rasped in her ear. She took Logan deeper into her throat, choking herself on his cock.
“Oh, fuck yes. What a good little cock sucker you are,” Logan groaned.
My own cock throbbed. Truthfully, I wanted to be with both of them. I wished I was in the middle taking Hana’s pussy while Logan pounded into my ass.
“You like when I fuck your ass with this toy? Do you wish it was me and my pierced cock fucking you deep inside this tiny ass?” I asked her, twisting the butt plug with my thrusts.
Hana squealed around Logan’s cock.
“Fuck, man. Do that again,” Logan rasped. He didn’t demand it of me. No, he almost sounded like he was pleading. Or maybe that was wishful thinking on my part.
“Come all over this toy, baby girl. Show your Mister how you’d like to take his whole cock so deep and milk it until I’m spent.”
Hana let out a muffled wail while Logan pressed her face into his crotch. “Fuck, I’m coming too,” he groaned.
I watched the two people I love come together and wished it was me as well. My cock still throbbed, as if hoping I’d get some kind of relief. But that was likely not going to happen here. Not tonight.
Logan pulled Hana off his cock with an audible pop. Drool and little drops of cum spilled out of her mouth and ran down her chin. She sat up, but before she could lick her lips and gulp everything down, I pounced on her. She let out a sharp squeal then moaned when I kissed her.
I didn’t care if Logan got angry. I wanted to taste the two of them together. Something. Anything to make me feel like I was a part of this. I deepened the kiss. Fuck they tasted so good. I wanted more. Give me more.
Her fingernails digging into my shoulder pulled me out of the lustful haze. I pulled away slowly, gently drawing her lower lip with my teeth as I went. I released and gave Hana one last brief kiss on the lips, satisfied by the look in her eyes.
She saw me. She wanted me. Probably more than anyone right now. Buthewas keeping us away from one another. He was stopping us from finding an orgasm together. I hoped my eyes conveyed everything I was feeling at that moment. I wanted her to know I wouldn’t give up. That she had me completely.
Hana chased my lips with hers, her eyes glazed with pleasure. “W-where are you going, Mister?” she purred, when I moved away.
I stood up from the bed and stormed toward the exit. “I’m going to fucking masturbate.”
“Wait—”
I slammed the bedroom door on my way out despite her plea, irritated that I even felt this way. I didn’twantto want them. But the longer I stayed around them, the more I wished I could have them. Maybe it was selfish. Maybe I should leave well enough alone.
But as I looked into the bathroom mirror to see my mussed-up bloodied hair and glasses sitting askew on my face. I knew I couldn’t do that. I’d have both Hana and Logan even if it killed me. No one could keep me from them, not even Logan.
Chapter Twelve
Hana
The next morning, I woke to an empty bed covered in blood. Someone needed to change the sheets. Both Logan and Joseph’s spots are cool to the touch. They’d been gone for hours it would seem. The thought left me feeling bereft and lost in Logan’s apartment. I still wouldn’t call this place my own. It was his bachelor pad more than anything else.
