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Tristan licked my throat and I whimpered. “What about Ry? You want him in your arse? Should I get him down here?” Tristan hummed, waiting for me to answer, but before I could, Ezra interjected.
“Or do you want him to tie you up and spank you? Maybe after we’ve each fucked you? Let him feel our cum running out of you before he sinks into your tight pussy?”
“All of it,” I moaned, loving the picture Tristan and Ezra were painting.
“So do I,” Tristan admitted, jacking himself slowly. “I want my cock in him too. I want to tame our lone wolf, turn him into a puppy for us. I want to watch him lose his fucking mind when he has three tight little arses to choose between. He’ll switch between all three of you because he can’t choose. Your holes will be clenching tight, trying to keep him there instead of him pulling out.”
My gaze locked with Ry’s, and I silently begged him to come downstairs to us. But he didn’t. He just narrowed his eyes, his hand speeding up as he neared his orgasm.
I bit down on my lip, wanting to watch him come. Wanting him to paint my skin with it.
“Tris,” Ezra moaned. “Need you.”
I broke our stares, looking down at Ezra and watching as he reached out to wrap his arm around Tristan’s leg and tug him until he was on his knees. Tristan pointed his cock at Ezra’s mouth and painted his lips with precum. But Ezra was ravenous, sucking him down until his nose was buried in Tristan’s trimmed pubes.
Tristan gasped, running his fingers through Ezra’s hair and holding him in place for a moment before pulling back and fucking deep into his throat.
Moans surrounded me, each of us climbing higher.
Flynn shifted back, his mouth disappearing from the point where Ezra’s dick was sinking into my cunt. I shuddered, my channel fluttering as Ezra yanked me down, fucking hard into me.
“Zee, you want Tris inside you too?” Flynn asked, kissing a line up my shoulder until he was sucking a mark into the sensitive spot below my ear.
I nodded and moaned, a shiver wracking me.
“Good, ’cause I want Ez and Tris to feel each other again. I want them to share you, and I want my arse.” A crack sounded, and Tristan’s smooth movements as he was fucking into Ezra’s mouth stuttered.
“Your arse wants you,” Tristan ground out, his eyes squeezed tightly shut and the pulse point on his throat fluttering fast. He pulled free of Ezra’s mouth and leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. “I want your hole wrapped around my dick too, yeah? Want to be buried balls deep in you. Which one of you is gonna milk my cum out?”
The snick of a cap sounded, and I braced myself for the cold.
“Fuck,” Ezra hissed, the tendons in his throat tightening as his body went rigid and his feet scrambled for purchase on the timber flooring of the deck.
Tristan leaned over me, and within moments, Flynn’s fingers found my hole. I loved the stretch, the burn as he pumped me full of his fingers. I keened, and Flynn pressed harder, stretched me more, pushing me toward the orgasm I’d been desperate for.
“Come for me, Zee,” he encouraged. “Let me feel you strangle me. Imagine it’s my dick inside you, fucking you.”
That did it. His filthy words—ones that he never spoke outside of when we were together like this—were like striking a match. They lit an inferno in me. My cunt clenched tight, the rhythmic contractions beginning as a wave of ecstasy washed over me. My nipples pebbled, every inch of my body hypersensitive. The cool breeze licked my skin, a thousand tongues and cocks brushing gently against me.
My back arched, and I cried out, presenting my tits to my other men. They took the hint, each latching onto a nipple and biting down. My cry turned into a scream as Flynn stuffed another finger in my needy arse, and I drowned as my orgasm hit me like a tsunami.
My vision went hazy at the edges, my lungs burning as every atom focussed itself on chasing more. More bliss. More cock. More cum.
I sobbed when Flynn pulled his fingers free, the emptiness opening up like a chasm in me. But Tristan was there, pushing into me and fucking deep into my arse in one long thrust. He shouted out, then moaned long and low as his hips danced back and forth.
Flynn’s moan was loud, the slap of skin an illicit soundtrack to a show I wanted to watch.
But I couldn’t hold myself up anymore, never mind turn to watch them. I fell forward onto Ezra’s chest, and his strong arms surrounded me, cradling me as Tristan pulled out to his crown and slammed back into me like a man possessed. Ezra moaned, his deep rumble a symphony in my ears.
God, I loved this. Loved the way they fucked me. Loved the feel of Tristan’s thick cock in my arse with Ezra’s right there alongside it in my cunt. Widening my legs, I opened myself more, inviting them deeper inside me.
Tristan obliged, gripping my hips and pushing his cock into me as far as he could go before withdrawing all the way. It left me empty and desperate. But he didn’t wait before slamming in again. It was fucking delicious, the stretch and burn as my hole was punished exactly what I needed.
I wanted to share Tristan and Flynn with Ezra.
But I was greedy.
I wanted to come first.
