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I choke, pulling back the vibe. “You can tell me if you need to stop.”
“Cute.” Jin purrs a laugh. “Stop isn’t in Dutch’s vocabulary. He’ll let you fuck him to death by dehydration.”
Without the vibrator scrambling his brain, Dutch’s glassy eyes clear. Gentle sunshine piercing clouds, his smile sweeps my heart. “Yesss. Fucking juice me forever, Solly. I love everything you do.”
“Just until breakfast.” Jin secures Dutch’s thigh. “We can last as long it takes to satisfy our mate.”
That we hits as hard as the Meadows’ screaming scents.
Silk chocolate, dripping peach, and stormy ocean, plus the succulent, candied bacon I want to suck off my palms.
Their desire demands an answer, but I can’t share my perfume without insta-killing the vibe of their happy nest.
I batten my hatches, shutting down any possible response from my body.
That’s enough thinking.
Working Dutch double-handed, I grind the vibe to his knot while I kiss the plug to his welcoming hole. Then all I care about is drawing out more of his ragged, strangled moans.
But the plug is so thick.
Teasing isn’t enough to force it inside.
“Grease him up.” Reese pumps lube on Dutch’s balls.
As he squirms, I spread the slickness.
“Good,” Reese coaxes. “Work it in little circles. Then thrust both at once? He’ll take you like a champ.”
“Like this?” I vibrate Dutch’s knot and stretch against his rim, moving both toys in synced circles.
“Look at him,” Reese purrs. “Makes me wanna trade positions.”
My grip slips at the thought of Reese underneath.
Shhhhit.
Biting my lip, I fix my grip to thrust.
The plug sinks deeper, its tip almost inside. Alternating pulsing the plug and vibing Dutch’s knot, I tease him to the beat of his happy, dying moans.
When the plug streeeeeetttttchhhes Dutch wide, almost home, I crank the vibration. “Show me how you come.”
“Ohfffffuuuu—” His ass swallows the plug.
Dutch comes twitching. Bucking. Painting his own abs.
I push the plug to the hilt and rock it to settle its seal. When the toy drags against his walls, his muscle-spasms pulse my fingers, connecting us. Like I’m feeling him from the inside.
Dutch can’t drive onto me while the guys have him pinned, but he pulses and flexes his ass, greedy for more.
I’d do the same if we flipped the script. If I were on my back for dark-mode Dutch, who probably gives even better than he takes.
Held down by my alphas. Clit teased. Pussy fucked.
Dutch’s groans hide my desperate whimper. I run the vibe along his shaft before my traitor hands can steal it for myself.
Maybe Dutch can take more.
