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“I want more,” I whisper and part my lips and allow Soren inside, savoring his deep groan like I savor the salty taste of his precum on my tongue. I can't take all of him, but what my mouth can't handle my hand covers. Up and down my head bobs, and I can't pretend the feeling of controlling his pleasure while I stroke Ash isn't a thrill. Both of them. I’m with both of them at once.
When Ash starts jerking his hips, working himself in and out of my closed fist, I lift my head to take him in my mouth, instead.
Soren strokes my hair while I suck on Ash’s thick member. “Why don't you stretch out?” he suggests. “On your back.” Ash follows me, climbing onto the bed, sitting up on his knees near my head while Soren lifts my legs, placing them against his chest and probing my slit with his head.
“Wait a second. There are condoms in the drawer,” I murmur, gesturing toward the nightstand. One thing I could say for Kyle, he was well endowed, so they shouldn't have a problem with what he left behind. Soren grabs for one of them while I take Ash in my hand and direct him to my waiting mouth. Our eyes meet long enough for a sizzle of anticipation to pass between us before I begin slowly running my tongue in circles around the ridge of his head.
Soren props my legs against him again, this time pressing against my entrance. At first I tense, holding my breath, but the delicious pressure once he pushes forward and begins to fill me wipes away every last bit of worry. This is happening, this is real, and it's what I want.
“So tight,” he groans, easing his way inside me until his balls tap my ass. “So wet, so tight.”
All I can do is moan, which seems to drive Ash crazy. He pumps into my mouth just as Soren pumps into my pussy, the two of them working in tandem, and the sounds of their pleasure mix with my own, heightening it, adding to it. It's when Soren starts to grind, when the friction starts to build against my clit, that I feel myself tightening again. The tension is too much, and before I know it the wave is building again, building, and growing until there's nothing in the world but the need to come.
“That's right,” Soren grunts. “Come for me. Come on my dick.”
And I do, I come hard enough that I have to let Ash fall from my mouth so I can cry out the pleasure and relief.
But when I come to, it's to find Ash gazing down at me, stroking himself while wearing a look of anticipation. “It's my turn,” he growls, making me shudder with fresh desire.
The night's not over yet.
9
ASH
This might be the wildest thing we’ve done together, Soren and me, but somehow it feels right. Like the time we've spent together before now has led up to this, the ultimate connection. Switching places, with him stripping off his condom while I unroll one over my straining shaft. It seems natural.
I turn Harlow over and she moves with me, just as ready to take what we have to give. She doesn't hesitate a bit when I grab her by the hips and pull back, bearing her ass and pussy to me. Before I get a feel for the tightness Soren couldn't stop moaning about, I crouch, then run my tongue along the length of her slit.
She gasps, looking back at me. “What are you doing?” Her voice is sort of fuzzy, raspy thanks to all the shouting she's already done.
“Finding out if this tastes as good as it's supposed to. It does,” I confirm while Soren laughs. My tongue is coated with her sweet nectar by the time I stand again and lick her off my lips while this time, I run my head through her wetness.
And as I do, I watch Soren take his place in front of her, kneeling on the bed with his dick in one hand. I can't shake the feeling that we'll be connected again, both of us working her body, a body that soon grips us both when I enter her at the same time he does.
She's still fluttering and spasming, coming down from her last orgasm, and I have to grit my teeth against her greedy muscles as they try to milk me. That’s not happening yet, not until she screams again. I look down and watch my dick disappear inside her before appearing again, slick with her juices. In and out I work my length, my fingers digging into her flesh as I hold her hips in place.
Soren’s grunts draw my attention and I look up, watching as he fucks her mouth. His abs flex with every stroke. I can't tear my eyes away for some reason. It's the sight of him taking so much pleasure in her while I take pleasure, too. It's like watching porn I'm a part of a completely surreal yet totally exciting experience. I couldn't have imagined how satisfying it would be, the two of us taking her together.
And when he opens his eyes to find me watching, he doesn't look away. No, in fact, he stares into my eyes from across the length of her body, his hands buried deep in her hair to hold her head in place. Her strangled little choking noises only add to it, and I know from the way she grips me and coats me with wave after wave of slick juice that she's loving this just as much as we are.
“So good,” he grunts, his skin as damp with perspiration as mine now is. “You suck me so good, baby. Show me how much you love it.”
It isn't only him she shows. Once she begins pushing back against me, I almost want to laugh at her enthusiasm. It's refreshing, really, finding someone this enthusiastic. We are all in this together, the three of us, and there's nowhere I'd rather be.
“That's right.” I don't know how much longer I'll be able to last between her tight tunnel and Soren’s pleasured grunts. I want to make her come again before I let go. “Fuck yourself on my dick. Make yourself come for me.”
All she can do is moan her agreement, pushing harder, her body slamming against mine. She's that greedy to come again. I want to give it to her, I want to give her every ounce of pleasure she can handle. That's why I wind an arm around her, my fingers finding her clit and working it in time with our combined strokes.
“Yeah,” Soren grunts, breathless. “Fuck us both. Show us how you love it.” She's not the only one left groaning. I don't know what's happening to me, why the sound of his voice and the sight of his chiseled body makes this so different. So much better than any experience I've ever had—and I've had plenty. I already know I'm not going to forget this, and we haven't finished yet.
“You were right,” I groan. “She is tight. So fucking tight.”
“Is she gonna come again? Is she going to come for you like she did for me?” he asks, staring at me like he did before. There’s an unspoken challenge in that stare. Like he’s daring me to look away, to deny whatever it is that’s suddenly sprung up between us.
“I think so. What do you think, Harlow?” I strum her clit, savoring her muffled moans, the way they get louder, the way they rise in pitch.
“Let's come together,” Soren whispers. There’s desperation in it. Like he’s on the edge and barely holding back. “Let's all come together. What do you think?” I nod, lost for words, and the familiar sensation begins building at the base of my spine. I don't think I could keep from coming if I tried. My balls lift and pleasure begins to spread, to expand, until there’s nothing else in the world.
