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“I can taste my cock on you,” he comments in a voice that makes my stomach flip and my core pulse.
Elias undoes the tie from around my wrists. The second I’m free to do so, I fling my arms around Caelan’s neck and rock against him. His cock is rightthere, grinding against my soaked hole.
“Tell me you’re good to keep going,” Caelan says, almost begging.
“Yes!Please, I want it.”
He grunts and shoves me away, creating enough space for him to roll on the condom Elias had tossed at him earlier. The second he’s done, he drags me back, too worked up and impatient to give me any warning. Not like I don’t know what’s coming, but being so roughly filled again makes me cry out.
“Ah, Caelan!” I gasp, clenching and trembling around him. I’m already in such a heady state of pleasure from being spanked, then used by both of them, suspended in a state of almost-but-not-quite-enough to push me over the edge, that I’m close to coming from the penetration alone.
He can tell. Caelan grins, gaze searing with lust. His nails claw down my back, scraping over the wound of his name carved into me, making me flinch and squirm.
“Oh, fuck, Shan,” he groans out, littering my mouth with fierce kisses. “You’re so good, so tight and wet for me.”
I can only moan helplessly in response. His pace is far more brutal now, chasing his orgasm and driving me rapidly toward my own. When he decides I’m not riding him hard enough, he grips my hips and lifts me, flipping me onto my back in one smooth movement.
I’m part gasping, part giggling, loving the exhilaration of being manhandled like that. Then Caelan’s lips are on mine again, more insistent than ever.
Some small, distracted part of me is vaguely aware that Elias is still there, standing at Caelan’s side and watching us intently. But it’s hard to focus on something as minor as that while Caelan’s all over me, and my entire existence feels like it’s narrowed down to his touch and the white-hot pleasure of his cock pounding into me.
Caelan slows, and I can’t hold back my whine of disappointment until I remember.
That’s right.Elias wanted to fuck Caelan while Caelan was fucking me, and the thought sends a shudder of desire flooding through my veins. Elias is stroking himself back to hardness with one hand, watching while Caelan has his way with me, a fresh condom packet at the ready in the other.
Elias moves behind Caelan, and I lose track of what he’s doing. I’m very thoroughly pinned to the bed without much wriggle room to see what’s happening, but from the way Caelan has stilled and his expression gone slack, I can take a pretty good guess.
“Last chance for prep,” Elias offers.
Caelan snorts. “Treat me gently and I’ll fuckyourass next,” he retorts. Under other circumstances, with anyone else, it might have worried me, but Caelan’s a demon and seems to have a masochistic streak as wide as mine. He can handle it.
Elias leans over as he lubes himself up, muttering something obscene that makes Caelan’s eyes flare. Then Caelan hisses and shudders as Elias’ cock sinks into him.
There’s a moment where he takes things slow, a moment that’s almost tender. Caelan stays still, buried to the hilt inside me, while Elias shallowly thrusts into him, stretching him open.
“Fuck,” Caelan swears quietly but emphatically, and I laugh because, yeah, being in the middle is kind of like that.
I cup his face and kiss him, vaguely aware of Elias’ movements behind him. I’mveryaware when Elias snaps his hips forward and fucks Caelan hard, because the force of the movement slams Caelan even deeper into me.
Oh,God.
They’ve done this before. A lot. It’s obvious that Elias knows exactly how Caelan likes it and the angle to make him writhe. I can see it in Caelan’s blissed-out expression, the way his eyebrows furrow and eyes glaze over, and he grits his teeth to stop himself from moaning. The pleasure is mixed with pain because Elias isn’t at all gentle with him, not now that the initial moment of adjustment is over. The sight is so hot. But it’s impossible to take the time to truly appreciate it because once Elias has established his rhythm, Caelan starts moving with him. ThenI’mthe one getting fucked out of my mind again.
I’m not going to last. And neither is Caelan.
I arch up against him, knees bent and tight to his sides. I’d lock my legs around him if I could, but then that would get in Elias’ way. I wrap my arms around Caelan’s shoulders instead, head tossed back and throat bared to Caelan’s biting kisses.
Elias can’t kiss me in this position, but he takes one of my hands and grazes his lips against my knuckles instead, smiling at me, and it’s such a sweet and out-of-place gesture in the middle of a hardcore threesome that it leaves me more flustered than anything else he could have possibly done.
It’s enough of a distraction that Caelan’s next thrust catches me off guard. I cry out, eyes rolling back.
There’s no escape from the pleasure—so good, but at the same time almost overwhelming, dragging me under. And if I think it’s enough to drive me out of my mind, Caelan has it even worse. Thrusting forward, his cock is surrounded by my heat, but he impales himself even deeper on Elias’ hard length every time he pulls back.
His expression says he’s loving it and hating it at the same time, his voice cracking as he moans and mutters desperate, filthy curses, barely holding it together.
His rhythm grows erratic, his grip on me tightening as his head lolls forward, and he breaks. He bites down on my shoulder hard enough to leave a mark, and the sudden shock of pain is enough to push me over the edge.
“Caelan!” I scream, arching against him.
