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And I like that a whole hell of a lot.

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“Oh god,” Ben groans as he slides down on my wet dick. He’s wearing nothing but that crown, his cock straining up from his groin, his head thrown back as he rides me. He looks witchy, ethereal. Like a goddess.

Cash is lying next to me, running a smooth rock over my chest and kissing my neck.

“Think these rocks work,” I say as Ben slams down on me, taking me harder than I thought was possible. That ass is pure magic. A miracle worker.

“Fuck,” I groan as Ben leans down and kisses Cash, pulling his bottom lip between his teeth and sucking. Cash grunts, reaching out and rubbing that rock right over Ben’s dick.

Ben gasps and then starts to rut against me, my cock dragging in and out of his tight hole as he moves.

“I’m gonna do you next. I’m gonna do you both all night,” Ben pants as he pulls off of me. He pushes Cash onto his back and grabs on to the rock, sliding it over his own balls while he sinks down on Cash’s dick.

“Oh fuck,” Cash says as he grabs on to Ben’s waist to help him bounce.

It’s hot. It’s so fucking sexy. I lean over and pull Ben’s dick right into my mouth, sucking on it until he’s chanting my name.

“I want you both. Both at the same time.”

Cash and I both groan at the thought as Ben continues to ride him.

“Those big cocks, stretching me. At the same time. Oh god,” Ben says as I sit up and start to jack him, my mouth latching on to his. I’m sucking his tongue into my mouth as he moans his need but before he comes, he switches dicks again, pushing me onto my back and slamming down on me.

It’s wild, chaotic, just a slash of tongues and dicks and sweat. I don’t know how he’s got us in this chokehold, but the two of us are living for it.

“Fuck, Ford,” Ben murmurs as he sinks down on me again and again. “Cash. Fuck him while he’s fucking me.”

Cash doesn’t hesitate, just moves in between my legs, pushing my knees up as far as they can go, Ben still taking my dick. He’s not even slowing down, just a frantic glide over my cock again and again.

“You want this?” Cash asks, and I nod, letting him slip a lubed finger into my ass. I groan at the feeling of being stuffed, but easily adapt as he sticks two and then three fingers inside of me.

Ben is watching us both and then leans forward to give Cash better access to my hole. I should be nervous, should be afraid that it will hurt, but I only find myself begging for it. Without warning, I feel the head of Cash’s dick push inside of me, a gentle sting before he slams home.

I cry out, and Ben does too as the three of us connect in a way we haven’t before. It’s unearthly, it’s heavenly. It’s sinful. Completely hedonistic.

My cock being ridden, my ass shoved full of dick.

It’s the perfect way to die.

We’re just hands and bodies and slapping skin, until Ben twists his upper body and starts to kiss Cash, my hand wrapping around his cock as I start to pump him. He cries out as jets of cum splash across my abdomen and the sight of it has me releasing into his ass. Cash is the final hold out, his low groan echoing around the room as he empties himself into me. And then it’s just a mix of heavy breathing and grunts as we collapse onto the bed in exhaustion.

“God, that was so hot,” Ben says as he snuggles into our sides. None of us bother cleaning up, just let the cum sit on us and in our bodies.

“I was being serious about double penetration. Just for the record,” he adds, and Cash peeks his eyes open and meets my stare.

“I don’t think so, Ben.”

“I think so,” he retorts and then closes his eyes with a sigh. “I’ll show you both I can take it. I promise. I want it.”

And that’s the thought I’m left with as I fall asleep.

CHAPTERTWENTY

BEN

“What are these?” Martha asks as I hand them each a bracelet.

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