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They were together. Exactly where they were meant to be.
“Relax into it,” Cole murmured, as he shuffled down between his legs and bent to take Bryce’s cock between his lips.
Bryce moaned, the wet heat and suction of Cole’s mouth shooting him straight to heaven. His cock ached, his balls already fit to burst, but he needed more. He threaded his fingers into Cole’s hair, not to push him down, but rather for the extra connection. God, he’d missed this. He’d missed them.
“Come up here, babe,” Bryce encouraged Ava, and she gingerly lifted her leg, kneeling over him. She was treating him like glass, and while it wasn’t quite necessary, he appreciated it.
He cupped her butt with his free hand and looked up her body as she braced her arms on the headboard. She was stunning like this—the long, shapely lines of her body right there for his viewing pleasure. And her scent. It was intoxicating. Bryce touched his tongue to her core, her musky flavour bursting onto his tongue.
Cole pulled back, his mouth slipping off Bryce’s hyper-sensitive shaft with a pop. Bryce moaned and Ava cried out, grinding down on his face. He gripped her butt tighter, massaging the supple muscle as he devoured her, licking her pussy and flicking his tongue over her clit.
Cool gel dripped onto his free hand and Bryce moaned his enthusiasm. Oh hell yeah. He couldn’t wait to get all up inside their girl and feel Cole next to him. He slid his fingers between her cheeks and played with her hole, softening it as he gently nibbled her clit and lashed her with his tongue. His cock flexed as Ava arched into his touch, pushing back on the finger he had buried inside her tight heat. Bryce cried out, frustrated that Cole was neglecting his dick.
But then he was there, taking him to the back of his throat and swallowing around his cockhead. Suction, tight and hot, overwhelmed him and Bryce’s breaths stuttered. His vision went hazy, and electricity zinged through him, a rushing beginning at the base of his spine. If Cole didn’t let up soon, this party would be over far too quickly. Bryce needed a distraction and Ava was the perfect one.
He added another finger, stretching her for Cole as he doubled down on her clit.
Her pussy tightened around his tongue and her moan echoed through the room. The rhythmic clenching only made him remember what it was like with his cock buried inside her instead of his tongue. His dick hardened to the point of painful and his balls tingled, getting ready to paint Cole’s throat with his seed.
He shouted as Cole kept up the suction but slowly pulled off his cock, every muscle in his body locking tight as Bryce’s orgasm raced toward him like a freight train barrelling through a tunnel. The grip at the base of his cock was too tight to be comfortable, but it pulled him back from the edge. It was exactly what he needed.
Cole trailed his mouth lower, sucking one of Bryce’s nuts into his mouth and laving him with his tongue. Bryce panted, trying to think of anything that would take the pressure off—what was gross enough to pull him back from the edge of a monster orgasm when he had his fingers buried in his woman, his mouth on her, and Cole’s mouth on him?
He breached Ava with another finger, and she moaned, pressing her arse into his fingers, driving him deeper.
“Fuck, I’m ready. Now, guys, I don’t want to come again without you inside me,” she begged.
Cole breathed out on a hum as he let Bryce’s testicle slip from his mouth, and Bryce cried out, his feet scrambling. He wasn’t sure if he was pulling away or pushing back to get back in the wet heat of Cole’s mouth.
Ava was moving too, pulling off him and shimmying back.
Bryce couldn’t talk. He couldn’t even think straight. His mind was completely blown, his body at his lovers’ mercy. Panting, completely out of breath, he hissed as Ava brushed his sore ribs. He grasped her hips, stilling her movement before she sank down on him. He needed a moment—maybe a minute—to pull himself back together again or he’d lose it the second he was inside her.
Cole was next to him, kissing him again, lapping up Ava’s essence from Bryce’s chin and lips. Ava joined them in a messy three-way kiss that was all lips and tongues. He could do this all night—make out with his people—but his cock had other ideas.
Bryce flexed his hands on Ava’s hips, and she pulled back.
“Finally,” she breathed as she sank down onto him until his hips were pressed against her butt, his cock impaling deep into her. Her moan was illicit, her flood of arousal on his dick ratcheting his desire up to a whole other level.
Bryce sucked in a breath at the vice-like grip she held him in, her inner walls still clenched tight from her last orgasm as she rocked forward. He shivered, sweat breaking out on his brow as he fought his body’s instinct to drive into her.
Cole moved, pulling away from him as he shifted behind Ava. As he straddled Bryce’s legs, the flick of the cap was loud in the otherwise quiet room. Bryce reached up, gently pinching Ava’s nipples. Her channel tightened around him. He grasped her nape and tugged her down against him until he could suck on the pebbled peaks of her breasts. She arched into him, pressing her chest against his mouth and lifting her arse to Cole.
The first press of Cole’s cock against her hole had Bryce seeing stars. He fucking loved frotting. There was nothing hotter than rubbing off against his guy, unless they were doing it with Ava’s thin barrier between them while they were buried inside her.
She choked out a cry when Cole’s cockhead popped past her resistance and Bryce clenched his jaw, begging his body to calm the fuck down. He didn’t want this to end, but especially after they’d only just gotten started.
Ava’s breathy moans combined with Cole’s deeper grunt and Bryce’s gasps as Cole took control and pressed forward. His movements were slow, deep, as he made love to them.
Pinned down under them, Bryce couldn’t move other than the tiniest thrust of his hips, but it was enough. Ava surrounded him, and Cole dragged his cock up and down Bryce’s until he saw stars.
“Oh fuck,” Ava breathed. “I’m gonna come again.”
Bryce was there too, his body screaming at him to let go. It was as if he was standing on the edge of an abyss, waiting to jump.
“Do it,” Cole rasped, his voice a deep growl as sweat dripped off his brow and his muscles shook with restraint.
Bryce slipped his hand down Ava’s belly, pinching her clit as she rocked her hips. She cried out, her pussy clamping down as the wave of her orgasm peaked and she rode the crest. The clench and release and the stutter in Cole’s thrusts was all Bryce needed. His own orgasm crashed into him, his back arching and his throat closing on a silent scream as his cock painted their girl in his seed. Every pulse started from deep in his balls, the sensation overwhelming as he marked her.
