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“Tell him.” I tug her nipple, and she gasps while he rattles her clit. “Tell him what you became.”
“Silas fucked a woman while she ate me out.” She teases the image over Redix’s lips, and his teeth nip her bottom lip to the confession. “And then he fucked me like a sweet slut in front of a room of people.” She gasps again. “In a sex club. Three times.”
“You’re gonna be our sweet slut now, aren’t you?” Redix taunts her, still holding her by the neck. “You’ll be so fucking dirty you’ll fuck us both for all to see, won’t you?”
His mouth takes her kiss next while he smacks her clit, and she bucks against me, coming so hard over my cock and his hand that he has to hold her up as it crashes through her. I’ve never heard her groan so loud. I grab her hips to stay inside her, and it’s only the beginning.
“Are you gonna be a sweet slut for me too?” He smiles while she gasps for breath. “I wanna see it, Cade. See how you’ve changed.”
“Yes,” she swears back to him, and after one more kiss from her, he stands back up.
“Did you do this in that club?” Redix asks me while he holds his cock back to my mouth.
“No,” I answer, and I can’t hold back much more. “Only you.”
My hips slam into Cade’s backside, bouncing off her perfect ass and fucking her sweet pussy that’s starting to wet my thighs.
Redix puts his fat tip to my lips. “Then wrap your mouth around my cock if you want to taste me while you fuck her. And know that I just fucked her an hour ago. Her cum’s still on my dick, and she’s loving this, both our cocks railing her pussy in one night.”
The groan from Cade at his confession, at his taunt, it’s primitive. It’s guttural, and it sways her back to take me too. Like her body, her nature demands both of us. Like she can’t get enough of us.
And to be inside her, where he was too, his cum probably still dripping from her. This is what I wanted the other night in his trailer. His flavor. His pleasure, too. To let go and have this together, all three of us. My lips open for his cock again, and this time, it’s no tease.
I want it all.
I hollow my cheeks and slide down his shaft. Taking as much of him as I can, damn, I’ve wanted him, and he tastes so good, filling my throat until my soft gag.
“Fucckkk,” he roars as I watch him from my knees. He’s blissed out. His jaw drops, watching my mouth full of him, and he gets this vision, seeing my cock pounding into Cade’s pussy too.
It’s going to end us. I can see Cade out of the corner of my eye. She’s watching in the mirror, and she’s coming soon. We’re a euphoric sight. We’re a reflection of three bodies and lust, love, and trust shared, and please don’t let this be one night.
Redix reaches his hand in my hair. He’s not forcing me; he’s telling me. His cock’s swelling in my mouth, his pre-cum tingling my throat. He’s close, but not sure, so I lock my eyes to his and moan so fucking hard with his cock in my mouth that he loses it.
Not even words fall from his lips. Just deep grunts while his thighs shake, and I swallow what I can of his cum because he won’t let me go. He shoots again down my throat, and I pull back, letting it spill over my lips and chin, and Cade’s hips shake in my grasp. She comes at the sight of us, at me gazing up at him.
That takes me, yanking me down into an orgasm that blinds me as I feel her turn in my grasp, her lips searching for my Redix’s-cum-covered kiss, and he kneels for it too.
The three of us share this. This taste. This moment. And I don’t know what more we’ll share, but it’s also starting to seep through my veins.
This is how we heal. How close we can be. This is how deep love can go.
CHAPTER THIRTY
Cade slept in my arms, letting me spoon her while she held Silas’s hand. His bed is small for our three bodies, but I love it. It reminds me of sleeping on the sofa with her, of a happier time together.
Silas wanted it this way. He said he was the last to sleep with her, and we needed this reunion.
It has been too long since I’ve held Cade. She’s home to my body, and there’s no warmth like hers. When she’s beside me, I don’t have nightmares. I close my eyes, smell the lavender in her hair, and find peace.
But this morning, I open my eyes to find him looking at me from his pillow. Sunlight streams in from the window, and he’s brighter.
“You snore,” he says.
“No, I don’t.”
“Not you.” He flits her nose. “You.”
“Fuck you,” Cade murmurs.
