Chapter Seven #3
He fucks my mouth, pulling out past my lips and driving back down into the back of my throat.
I gag a little on the deepest thrusts, my eyes watering, but I don’t stop.
I keep my lips wrapped snugly around him, swirling my tongue around the underside of his cock, tasting his pre-cum on the back of my tongue.
The sensory overload is blinding. I’m sucking Aiden’s cock, my jaw aching as he sets a punishing pace against my mouth.
Ash is trapped between me and Ryker, panting and swearing against my skin as he fucks my hole, hitting my prostate with a bruising slide that makes my cock throb wildly.
And above it all, Ryker is pounding into Ash’s ass, the loud, wet slaps of their bodies colliding echoing off the bedroom walls.
“Keep your throat open,” Aiden demands, gripping my hair tighter, pushing deeper into my mouth.
I moan around his cock, saliva dripping down my chin and soaking into the bedding. I hook my legs higher around Ash’s waist, pulling him deeper into my ass, chasing the ache in my gut. Ash grunts, his hips snapping forward to oblige me.
Ryker shoves his hips forward again with sudden force.
The impact knocks a harsh curse out of Ash.
The momentum buries Ash to the hilt inside my ass, stretching me wide and making my toes curl.
A muffled, sloppy sound escapes me as I moan around the hard length of Aiden’s cock in my mouth.
My jaw stretches to take him, my tongue swirling over the salty tang of his pre-cum, his hips rolling forward in a steady grind that pushes him past my teeth and into the back of my throat.
It feels like I’m drowning in them, suffocating under a mess of sweat, skin, and muscle, and I’ve never felt anything better.
Ryker hisses through his teeth, the sound sharp and ragged.
“Fuck, Ash,” Ryker growls, his voice a dark rasp that sends shivers down my spine. “You’re milking my cock.”
Ash doesn’t back down. He twists his neck, looking back over his shoulder at Ryker with his blonde hair plastered to his forehead.
“Then give me what I want,” Ash demands.
Ryker lets out a guttural groan. Watching his face, I see the shift in his expression.
The sharp, arrogant lines of his jaw clench, the muscles in his neck standing out in stark relief.
His piercing blue eyes darken primally as he hits his peak.
The tattoos on his chest and arms flex, a sprawling canvas of shifting ink as he dumps his load deep inside Ash’s hole.
He grinds his hips forward to bury himself as deep as possible, ensuring Ash takes every single drop.
Ash shudders above me, a violent tremor passing through his sturdy frame.
His chest heaves, his skin flushed pink from the exertion and the pleasure of getting fucked so hard.
He drops his face down and nips at the sensitive skin along my jawline, his teeth grazing just enough to leave a stinging reminder, claiming my flesh while his body takes Ryker’s seed.
Ryker pulls out. The wet pop of him withdrawing audible.
He delivers a stinging slap to Ash’s bare ass cheek, the sound cracking like a whip.
The blow makes Ash jerk forward, driving his slick meat deep against my prostate.
The sudden, bruising impact hits the sweetest spot inside my ass.
Gagging on Aiden’s cock, I spit a string of saliva as my hips buck up in a desperate chase for more.
Aiden slides his wet cock out of my mouth.
He steps back from the edge of the mattress.
My lips feel bruised and swollen, my lungs burning as I finally drag in a gulp of air.
I wipe a streak of spit from my chin with the back of my hand, panting hard.
I watch Aiden move around the bed, stepping up to the same spot Ryker just vacated.
Ryker stands off to the side, chest heaving, his eyes taking in the scene with arrogant satisfaction as he watches the rotation happen.
Aiden lines himself up behind Ash. Ash only tenses for a split second before Aiden pushes into his freshly filled hole, using the slick mix of lube and Ryker’s hot cum to slide deep.
It’s a messy, filthy visual that makes my stomach swoop with anticipation.
Ash drops his head, pressing his sweaty forehead against mine.
A low, dirty groan spills out of his throat as Aiden buries himself to the base.
They’re connected just above me. The heat of their bodies presses down on my chest, sealing me in.
My cock throbs, tight and aching. A drop of pre-cum leaks from the tip, smearing a wet trail between my stomach and Ash’s stomach.
I feel the slick slide of my own arousal caught between our skin whenever Aiden thrusts.
Desire curls hard and hot in my belly. I’m a mess.
I thought I was only into girls a week ago, but now there’s nothing I want more than this.
Aiden fucks Ash with a punishing, relentless pace.
The force of every impact travels through Ash’s body and into my own stretched hole, pounding me from the inside out.
Aiden reaches down between our tangled bodies.
His fingers brush over my sweat-slicked stomach, searching blindly until he finds my aching cock.
He wraps his warm hand around my shaft, gripping me firmly.
I gasp, tossing my head back on the covers, my neck exposed.
The glide of his palm over my sensitive skin sends a bolt of heat through my groin.
He squeezes the base of my cock, milking the length of it with a firm, demanding pressure that makes my vision swim.
Aiden leans forward, peering over Ash’s shoulder to lock eyes with me. His eyes are dark with lust, his jaw set in a hard line.
“Come for us, pretty boy,” Aiden orders roughly.
That’s all it takes. I’m already teetering on the edge, overstimulated and overflowing with heat from taking Ash’s cock after swallowing Aiden’s.
Aiden pumps his hand down my shaft, his thumb dragging across the weeping slit.
The sensation tips me over. There’s no stopping it, no holding back, no reasoning with the primal need taking over my brain.
I scream his name, my hips bucking wildly as my orgasm rips through me.
Bursts of hot cum shoot out of my cock, splashing in messy streaks over Aiden’s hand and Ash’s stomach.
The pleasure is blinding, washing out everything else in the room.
I can’t breathe, can’t think, can only ride out the violent spasms clenching my ass tight around Ash.
I’m dimly aware of my nails biting into Ash’s shoulders, leaving crescent-shaped marks in his skin.
My climax triggers a chain reaction. The tight clench of my internal muscles milk Ash’s cock.
Ash cries out, a desperate, broken sound echoing off the walls.
He spills his own load, coming hard while buried deep inside me.
I feel the hot gush of his cum hitting my insides, the warmth spreading through my belly.
He collapses against my chest, his heart hammering against my ribs, our sweat mingling as we pant for air.
Aiden curses loudly above us. He slams his hips against Ash one last time, a bruising impact that rocks the whole bed frame. Aiden grunts, his back arching, his body locking up as he finishes deep inside Ash’s ass.
Ash’s weight pins me to the mattress, his chest heaving against mine. I can barely pull in a full breath. My head spins in lazy, dizzy circles as the blinding high of my orgasm fades, leaving me a tangled, sticky mess of limbs and sweat.
Aiden exhales a shaky breath above us. The mattress shifts as he finally steps back.
A wet, sloppy sound echoes through the room as he pulls out of Ash.
Ash groans, burying his face in my neck, but he stays where he is.
He stays buried inside me, his cock twitching as the last few spasms work through his body, keeping me stretched wide and full.
I stare up at the ceiling, my lungs burning, my pulse drumming against my ribs. And the craziest thought crosses my mind.
That was actually fun.
Like, genuinely, mind-bendingly fun. I spent the last week terrified of what I’d gotten myself into. But now? The fear is just gone.
Ryker leans against the wall nearby, tossing a dark towel onto the edge of the bed. He looks too smug for a guy who just blew his load. Aiden grabs the towel, wiping his hand off—the hand covered in my cum—before tossing it over Ash’s back.
“Fuck,” Aiden mutters, sounding just as breathless as I feel. “You two are a mess.”
Ash chuckles weakly against my collarbone, the sound vibrating through my skin.
Sure, Ash took the brunt of the action tonight.
Getting fucked while fucking me is a level of multitasking I’m definitely not ready for yet.
But lying here, slick with sweat and thoroughly satisfied, feeling the warm pulse of Ash inside my ass …
I’m suddenly a hell of a lot more excited about this arrangement.
Next time, I think, watching Aiden walk over to Ryker, maybe I’ll ask them to put me in the middle.