65. Sixty-Five - Love Bites
Sixty-Five - Love Bites
Viggo
Penny only lets us get his shirt off before he steps back and turns Ana’s focus on me. I gladly let her work at removing my clothes, helping her when she needs it. My attention is split as Penny pulls apart her laces.
Somehow, he manages to maneuver us both until we are completely undressed and he’s still in his trousers.
I don’t plan on letting him stay that way for long.
Ana and I both go to our knees and it’s her greedy fingers that get the front open.
Penny groans as she takes his cock in hand and I shove his pants down, past his perfect ass.
Ana and I share a wicked glance behind him.
“He’s so biteable, isn’t he?” I look at her across the green spheres of his ass and when she giggles, I sink my teeth in.
Penny’s hand tightens on my shoulder, but he doesn’t try to make me stop.
He groans, and even though I know Ana’s still watching me, I would bet everything I own that she’s stroking his cock now, too.
The idea makes mine ache.
“He didn’t come,” Ana pretends to whisper. “Are you sure you’re doing it right?”
Her smile is wicked, teasing.
“I’m immune,” Penny says, his voice strained.
“He’s not.” I lick the trail of blood from the bite. “But he can resist if he wants to.”
“Do you?” She looks up at him, eyes wide, so curious. “Are you resisting?”
“I would like to come in, or on, one or both of you, instead of wasting it on the ground.”
“I suppose that’s fair.” I look at Ana over his cock. “How should we decide who he comes in or on?”
Her smile makes my cock ache all over again.
“Come here.” She reaches for me and I go to her without hesitation, walking on my knees.
“Stand up, silly.”
I do, and before I can ask her why, Ana sucks my cock like it’s more delicious than the apricot sorbet.
She hums contentedly as she switches back and forth between us.
Our Ana loves this.
She loves us.
Penny’s hand grips the back of my neck. His muscles are tense.
Resetting my teeth is easier than resisting Ana’s tongue. When she chuckles as she switches back to me, I think she knows.
Penny steps away long enough to finally discard his pants, and then he goes to the bed, clearing away what little dust and leaves had blown in on the evening’s wind.
When he picks her up, she lets out a sound of frustration and she doesn’t let go of my cock. “I’m not done with you yet.”
I go with them so she doesn’t have to release me, and as soon as Penny sets her down, she takes me back into her mouth. She moans around me as Penny buries his face in her pussy.
I want to ask him what she tastes like. I want to beg him to come to me, to kiss me so I can suck her from his tongue.
But he doesn’t stay there long.
He lifts her hips, and she makes a funny little noise as she takes more of my cock than before... not, I think, on purpose.
But the hum of pleasure that purrs through my cock is delicious as Penny presses into her pussy.
Ana is ours.
She’s ours and we’re hers.
On her knees, shifting back and forth between us, connected to both of us... I don’t ever want to let her go.
I want to give her more.
“Let us take you the way we will in front of the Goddess?” I ask, easing from her.
“Yes,” she nods, eyes closed, a smile on her lips.
She pulls herself upright, arms raised to wrap around Penny’s neck.
The pearls we gave her tangle in the chain of her pendant and elf light glows on her skin.
She said this place was beautiful, but it can’t compare to her.
Lifting her higher, Penny spreads her legs wide, angling the both of them... inviting me to join them in this carnal connection.
I press my cock against Penny’s and he groans as I slide along him. Ana’s body makes room for us, but slowly.
The Goddess made us for each other, and we do fit.
Both of us sink inside of her, together, completely filling her. All three of our bodies melded as one... this is heaven.
I felt whole with Penny before.
But now that we have Ana... I can’t imagine life without her.
I joked that Penny had immediately thought of fucking us here, but I had thought it too.
And Ana had been a part of that instantly.
Full and panting, Ana’s face is a mask of tension.
I won’t have that.
Leaning forward, I kiss the swell of her breasts and one small bite—
She clenches down as she cries out, her pussy squeezing us so tightly as she comes, and I drink her in, eyes screwed shut.
All of my fantasies, all of my dreams and plans... Ana is in them now.