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I might be stubborn and demanding, and I might like control, but Zali gave as good as she got. She was more than capable of putting me in my place and shutting down any moves I made. Having her utter those words—I want you both to take me—was… I shivered, want curling low in my belly.
I couldn’t wait to get inside her again, to feel the tight walls of her channel strangling my cock. The slide of Flynn’s cock against my own with only the thin wall of her pussy between us would be everything.
“You want her pussy or her arse?” I asked Flynn, my voice a rasp, rough and deep, pushing her for a reaction once more. She loved it, loved being owned and used, even though she’d never admit it out loud.
“Pussy. She likes my piercings just like you do.” He smiled that sexy, shy smile of his. “They’re my holes now. I’m claiming them.”
“I’m good with that.” I grinned, a lightness in my chest buoying me.
It was a foreign feeling, laughing during sex. It was rare that I did, and even though we hadn’t laughed during the times we’d already been together, I’d had the time of my life with them. That first time, the shock of how right it had been shook me to my core. I’d panicked, not even able to put off the dean when he’d asked to pop by my office after he’d made a coffee. It was the kick in the arse I’d needed to wrap up my rendezvous, but my head was so messed up that I was rude as hell and abrupt to boot.
But this time I didn’t have the same issue. I was going to savour every moment I had.
“Maybe one day you’ll get to watch someone else take my hole. Wreck me like I did you,” Flynn whispered.
I loved that he knew and understood without me having to tell him what I wanted our dynamic to be. There are perceptions of alpha personalities that scream toxic masculinity. The assumption that I always wanted to top was one of them. I was just as much of a hole slut as Zali. It was true I didn’t just let anyone come inside me, but for the right man, I’d spread my legs as quickly as a gymnast does the splits. Just because I was the one getting reamed didn’t mean I wasn’t still in charge of how it was happening. I was an expert at topping from the bottom, and Flynn seemed to love it.
“Would you like that?” he asked, tearing a groan from deep inside my chest. My dick pulsed in my hand, and a bead of pre-cum pooled at my tip. There was no doubting just how much I liked that, because fuck me, I was about to shoot off like a bottle top, just picturing it.
“You want that?” I asked, my gaze travelling to Zali. I could just imagine what it would be like.
“Mmm,” she moaned, shifting her weight from side to side. She was rubbing her legs together, trying to find friction for her pussy.
Flynn licked my throat before thrusting his hips and dragging his dick against mine. “C’mere, Zee,” he encouraged.
“Sit on my lap, kitten,” I directed. Flynn climbed off and I spread my legs wider, helping our lady to perch between my legs, pointing her cute little butt in my direction. The sight was delicious. Soft round globes with a tiny waist and that beautiful blonde hair cascading in waves down her back. I could feel how her breasts jiggled, the perfect blend of soft and firm. I couldn’t keep my hands off them. She was so responsive too. Touch her anywhere, and her juices flowed. It was such a fucking turn-on, knowing she wanted both Flynn and me so badly.
I wanted to possess her, to own that beautiful body so I could turn her inside out. I wanted to make her scream, give her orgasm after orgasm until she wouldn’t leave. Not couldn’t—wouldn’t.
My man lubed me up again and reached between us, gripping my dick and positioning it at her hole. Grasping the underside of her legs, I took her weight and eased her down. My dick notched at her hole, and Jesus Christ, the sight was something to behold. Her heat was so tempting, so soft and tight and inviting. I wanted to slam inside her, to bring forth those sobs she’d let go of when I’d first fucked her tight hole. But I desperately wanted to take my time too.
Slowly and gently I lowered her until my cockhead popped through her resistance. So much heat. So tight.
She hissed, her arse already sensitive from the dildo I’d fucked her with. I held still, my muscles vibrating and every instinct in me screaming to push her down hard and fast, basking in her wet heat until I lost it.
Zali moaned, her hole clenching and loosening as she adjusted to the stretch. “Need you to move,” she choked out.
I lowered our gorgeous girl, my slick cock sinking inside her like it was coming home. I bottomed out, stretching her hole wide as I impaled her. Zali leaned back against me, panting. Her back arched, and those gorgeous breasts beckoned to me. I wanted to see them bounce as she screamed.
Taking the entirety of her weight in my arms, I lifted her, spreading her legs until she was straddling me, her legs bracketing my own. “Beautiful,” Flynn whispered, his eyes fixed on the point where we were connected. I could just imagine it, my balls drawn up tight against my body, my shaft buried deep inside her stretched arse, all pink and slicked up.
Groaning, I ran my hands over her sweet body, mapping her curves with my palms. I slid them up to her breasts, her soft skin like silk under my touch. I flicked my fingers over her pert little nipples, and she shivered, a full body shudder that tightened her channel around my dick. I was cross-eyed with lust, ready to fire off just from getting inside her.
But bloody hell, I was in heaven. This woman was nirvana. Never mind searching for a place in some far-off world—it was right here in her arms.
Her breath hitched as I trailed my hands back down to her hips and flexed my own, pushing deeper into her.
It wasn’t enough. I needed Flynn, and so did Zali.
He busied himself coating his length in slick before pressing his dick against her opening. She wiggled on my lap, arching as she tried to get him to push inside her. Zali clenched her pussy, the movement making her arse tighten around me. Fuck me, I was going to lose it before he got inside her at this rate. But Flynn wouldn’t be moved. He rubbed against her clit before barely pushing his cockhead inside her and retreating. Zali gasped, her legs spreading further in a blatant invitation to come closer. Her toes were curled, her breathing shallow and her nipples hard as diamonds as Flynn sucked a mark on her throat.
Her whole body quivered as he kept up his slow entry. His movements were unhurried despite the precipice Zali and I were already on. This man was something else, a cinnamon bun outside of the bedroom and a confident tease within.
He tore his vision away from the place we were all joined and looked up at me, our gazes clashing as Zali whimpered while we stretched her. Flynn’s eyes held me captive. They were bright, filled with mischievousness as he teased us both.
Finally, fucking finally, he pushed inside far enough that the first of his piercings kissed my cock through the thin barrier between us. I couldn’t help my shiver. Holy hell, this was something else. Something wickedly delicious and taboo but so intimate too. Zali was giving us a gift. Her body was a temple I wanted to worship at for as long as she’d have me there. Flynn was a believer like me, his own body praising the rapture that she was bringing us.
Zali moaned, her back arching. I’d learned quickly that she loved friction against both her nipples and her clit, and it didn’t matter whether it was a rough touch or the soft swipe of a tongue. Her hands scrambled for purchase, and her breathing was thready, ecstasy ratcheting up and coursing through her, and in turn, us. She was lost to us, her body strung tight.
