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Lyle swallowed, not budging from lying on his back, facing Penny. Nix slid down beside Lyle. Ash was behind her, and practically pulled her off Lyle’s lap. Lyle helped, Nix helped. All their hands were on her hips, her body. It all looked fucking hot as hell. Lyle felt his cock stirring. Almost trying to say sorry to him for blowing early. Lyle ignored it. Nix settled back with Penny now straddling him, lining himself up, holding her hips.
Penny reached for Nix’s cock. Nix reached in front for Penny’s tits. She pushed Nix into her. His piercings caught for a fraction of a second on her stretched, pink lips and then disappeared into her. Lyle watched as Penny’s face changed. Nix was inside her, balls deep in the pussy he had just shot his load into. Penny’s pregnant pussy. Lyle tried not to smirk. It was so fucking hot. Nix lying right beside him, in the exact position he’d had Penny in just moments before. Lyle stayed lying right next to Nix. He wanted to watch every flicker on her face. He wanted to hear every gasp.
Then Ash came forward, too. From behind Penny and Nix, holding the base of his cock. A gleam in his eye. He kneeled between Nix’s legs, behind Penny’s ass. He playfully spanked one of her butt cheeks, then lined himself up.
“You aren’t going to…” Lyle rasped out, incredulity in his voice.
“I am,” Ash responded.
“What’s… Ash, what the fuck?” Nix moved his head to the side and slowed his thrusts as Ash loomed over Penny.
“Oh!” Penny’s eyes went wide and lost her breath. Lyle held his breath. Nix didn’t even breathe.
“Stuffing you up with us, Penny baby.” Ash’s voice was strained as he pushed his cock into her pussy alongside Nix.
“DVP,” Lyle stated. “The double stuff. You fucking cock, Ashton Rivers.” Lyle’s mouth was dry as he watched Penny. As he watched all of them.
“Oh Ash, fuck, I can feel you…” Nix whispered like he was talking to God himself.
“Penny, you okay?” Lyle husked out.
Penny had her eyes squeezed shut tight. “I feel like I’m going to die…” she whimpered.
“Oh fuck, Penny, sorry, I’ll back out…” Ash said.
“No, no… die with how good it… feels, oh, God,” she wheezed. “I’m so full.”
“Yeah.” Ash grinned cockily. “Nix, your piercings feel like fucking pure grade crack like this,” Ash said through tight lips.
Nix hadn’t spoken yet. He just lay there. Looking like he was having a religious experience.
None of them had moved. Nix hadn’t thrusted, Ash had only surged forward to get inside. They all lay there. Penny groaned and rolled her hips and they all gasped.
“Lay on your side,” Lyle found himself barking out.
Nix moved first, turning his hips slightly to guide Penny down. Lyle kneeled and held her as they all sunk down to their side. Ash moved last, having the longest to go. They moved slowly, connected so intimately. And when they were down, Lyle checked that each of them were okay. Then Lyle settled behind Nix on his side, too. His hand came to Penny’s cheek, which he stroked softly. Then, something carnal within him took over. His hand began a rough grab, he pulled her jaw open a little, and shoved his thumb in her mouth. She groaned and sucked.
“Good girl, Penny baby,” Lyle drawled.
Ash held onto Penny, who was resting her back against Ash’s chest, resting her head in the crook of his shoulder. Ash wrapped an arm around Penny’s shoulders, pulling her close, holding her tight, burying his head in her hair. Penny’s eyes glazed as she looked at Nix. Lyle didn’t feel jealous, he felt thankful. They had his back. They took his rage, his self-hate, they just fucked it. Lyle needed that. He needed them. To put together the pieces so he could be the type of man Penny deserved. Between them, they had it covered. He lay beside them all watching it, hard again though he knew he’d not be able to come. He could just watch, no pressure, no expectations. And that was a fucking relief.
“Oh my fucking-” Nix muttered.
“Christ, this is, Christ, I’m…” Ash huffed.
“Oh yes,” Penny blew out.
Lyle looked over to Ash and Ash looked back. Lyle had fucking hated Ash when he’d first showed up. This cocky little punk, automatically promoted to Colt’s right hand man, while Lyle slaved washing the floors, washing the bikes, clearing up the building site, dying inside as he sobered up and recovered from the shit show that had been his month in rehab. Ash bossed him around, brown-nosing Colt constantly.
And now… yeah, here they were sleeping together. The two people they both loved in the world between them, all connected. Lyle didn’t love Ash like he loved Penny. But he fucking respected him. He admired him. He felt bonded with him. He was pretty sure Ash didn’t love Penny the way Lyle loved Penny. But fuck, they had something together. Lyle wanted this, forever. He wanted to be working with Ash, or Nix, to please Penny, to give her everything she wanted and more, to make her wildest dreams come true. And this was wild.
And Lyle would only have dared to attempt something like this with some cocky little shit like Ash pushing him. Always pushing, always wanting more. Lyle would have been drunk by this time in the day. But not now, yes he’d had a few, but he could still walk straight, still speak without slurring. Still fuck without going soft. He could still come.
He still could love, after all.
He’d thought no woman would ever be able to ‘cure’ him, silence his screams in the night. Turned out he was right. It was two men and a woman who managed it instead.
Lyle glanced at Nix, eyes totally unfocused, half hooded, looking like he was in fucking nirvana, and at Penny, eyes closed, mouth open in a perfect O. He wanted to give them both the time of their lives. He looked back at Ash and saw the same in his eyes, too. Lyle gave Ash a small chin lift. Ash returned it. They were on the same wavelength here. They were going to give these two the best fucking time of their lives together. They would work hard to do everything and anything for the two people sandwiched between them. Not just tonight.
