Chapter 7 #2
When I lean back enough, I spit on her tight back door, and I finger her there too, filling her up until every part of her is full. Every part of her is crazed and wanton.
“Oh!” she screams as jets of Jace’s cum bathe her insides and my cock.
He grunts. It’s quiet, sexy perfection… just as perfect as our Gracie is.
But I’m not done.
Not even close.
When Jace’s softening cock falls loose, and my partner in crime leaves me to own his wife’s pussy, I don’t disappoint them.
I plant my feet on the floor, grab Gracie around the waist, haul us off Jace, and place Gracie on her hands and knees on the hardwood.
Jace lies beside us, breathing heavily, staring at the ceiling.
I shove the side of his leg as his soft, cum-coated cock beckons me to clean it off. But I have a better idea.
“Eat my ass, Kid,” I demand as I slam into Gracie doggy style.
Groaning, Jace sits up and positions himself behind me.
His hot breath caresses my sensitive back door.
I slam deep and wait for the swipe of his tongue.
It doesn’t take but a moment for Jace to dive in, and boy, does he.
Spearing me without hesitation, Jace ravages my hole, and no sooner does he moan as he feasts than my body sails off a cliff.
My cock throbs and my nuts draw up as I shoot into Gracie.
My hips sputter forward, but Jace isn’t done.
Like an addict, he lashes and licks and tongue fucks my asshole.
It’s the best and the worst rim job of my life.
Gracie crawls forward and flips onto her back as Jace grabs my hips and forces me to stay put.
Gracie peeks up at me as my cum-coated cock swings hard below me. She grins and blows out a long, happily exhausted breath. “You’re so hot, Wolf.”
“If I’m so hot, then why isn’t your pussy in my face right now?
” I arch a brow that quickly turns into my slamming my eyes shut and a broken moan ripping from my soul as Jace sneaks a finger in.
“Nugh. Fuck.” My arms give out, and Gracie, the fox, crawls over.
Instead of offering me up her pussy, like a sweet girl, she helps me back onto all fours and slides under me.
Her soft body cushions mine as she sucks my cock into her mouth, and I drown in her sweet, cum-soaked cunt.
My attention to her is half-assed at best as they torture me within an inch of my life.
Jace’s finger turns into two, and with Gracie sucking me off, the world evaporates, and all that’s left is pleasure, pleasure, pleasure.
My toes curl, and moans I didn’t know existed fill the air.
Jace says something, but I’m too far gone to hear him as my heart thrashes in my chest, and I struggle to breathe.
Intense ecstasy coalesces in my cock and ass. The best I’ve felt in my life.
When Jace grips both sides of my cheeks, and I feel it… the cool trickle of lube, I don’t stop him. I don’t stop him when his cockhead breaches my asshole and slides in like it fits perfectly. There’s no real pain as the hot shaft carves a way into parts of me nobody else has ever reached.
“Fuck,” I grunt into Gracie’s pussy, drowning myself in her scent.
“I’ve got you,” Jace vows. “If you want me to stop, I will. But you need this. I can tell.”
Unable to form a coherent word, I nod. That’s all I can do as he fucks me for the first time. He’s rough yet gentle. When he hits that sensitive gland, I damn near crawl out of my skin. “Oh!”
“That’s the spot.” He chuckles and does it again. I crawl forward, trying to escape it. It’s too much. Too hard. Too overwhelming. But Jace holds fast, giving me what I need as Gracie’s suction around my cock is pure heaven.
“Let’s make him come, sweetheart,” Jace growls to Gracie.
The mouth taking me to another plane of existence hums, and that’s all she wrote. My asshole squeezes around Jace’s thick shaft as cum erupts from my prick straight into Gracie’s throat. She swallows me down, and I… I black out.
Once I come to, I’m lying on my back, staring at the ornate ceiling, a whole lot woozy and tingly.
Jace and Gracie are right beside me.
“Hey.” She grins softly, tracing my face.
“Fuck,” I groan, stretching my arms out at my sides and looking around to orient myself.
Jace chuckles and nudges my side. “You did good.”
I did good?
You mean, I took his cock?
Christ. That really happened.
Lolling my head to the side, I half-ass glare at the hot, naked man with pecs so juicy I wanna sink my teeth in and leave a mark. A forever mark. “You fucked my ass. I… I don’t like that.”
“You needed it,” he says, rubbing the top of my thigh before slipping closer and cupping my balls.
Lifting my boneless arm off the floor, I poke his pec. “You don’t know that.”
Slipping his hand down a bit further, he grazes my back door. It opens right up for him when he glides a single digit inside. “You came, didn’t you? You didn’t stop me or say no.”
My legs spread of their own volition, to give him space to touch me. “I… I guess I didn’t…”
A sudden twinge at my asshole is an odd yet pleasant reminder of what happened. It’s wet there. Jace definitely came inside me. “You came.”
“Oh. Yeah.” He grins. “I sure as hell did. I held it back the entire time, waiting to see when you’d finally let go. Once your ass strangled me, I was filling you when you came.”
“We came at the same time?”
“Yeah. I guess we kinda did. Huh?” He chuckles.
I look to Gracie. “I’m sorry I made out with Jace last night. I… I’m sorry.”
She rolls her eyes. “Both of you have said that to me. You just fucked me and ate me, Wolf. I promise I don’t feel left out.”
I reach out to her and fold her hand in mine. “I love the smell of your pussy. We should bottle it and spray it on my pillow at night.”
She laughs, but her nose crinkles up in disgust. “Ew.”
“I’m sorry your cock sucking and Jace’s ass fuckin’ kept me from getting you off again.”
Slapping my pec, Gracie rolls her eyes again, good-naturedly. “Don’t apologize for that. That’s silly.”
“Well. I like you. I like… you both.” Driving the sentiment home, my asshole squeezes around Jace’s intrusion.
Jace’s cheeks pink as Gracie says, “We like you too, obviously.”
“Oh. Yeah. You do, huh? Then maybe you should give me a kiss. Don’t ya think?” I crook a finger at Gracie to come and give me some attention.
“Oh. That’s such a hardship. Whatever will I do?” Grinning, the rabbit leans down and kisses me, a simple peck, which I’m not having. I grip the back of her head, and I kiss her like she deserves, tongue and all. Once we’re done, we’re both left panting, and I’m hard all over again.
Flushed down her neck, Gracie fans her face as I sit up on my elbow and gently slap my cock. “Christ. I haven’t gotten up this fast since my early twenties.”
Removing his finger, Jace grins and is the first to get off the hallway floor. He helps Gracie up, then me. He hooks his arms around our shoulders and drags us into the kitchen, where he seats us at the table, washes his hands, and gathers coffee and food for us to eat after our marathon.
“So…” Jace says around a bite of food.
Legs spread wide, I melt into my chair, sip my hot caramel coffee, and sigh. “So what?” I prompt.
“Are we doin’ this?”He gestures between the three of us with his half-eaten toast.
“Doin’ what?”
Jace nudges my foot under the table. “Sex. Duh.”
I smirk over the rim of my mug. “Yes. Obviously.”
He inhales his toast before asking with his mouth half full, “For how long?”
“As long as you want,” I reply.
“I was thinking maybe you could stay with us through the New Year…” Jace trails off, but I’m thrilled they want this as much as I do. That makes this a whole lot easier.
“I might leave for jobs in that time, but that sounds great,” I explain and swing my attention to Gracie. “I wanna help you put up the Christmas decorations today, if that’s the plan. I’ve never done it before, but I’d like to help anyhow.”
Her eyes widen as she swallows a piece of croissant. “You’ve never decorated before?”
I sip my coffee. “Nope. Parents were busy. Didn’t care much about holidays. I got a single gift. That’s about it. No tree. Nothing special. Just another day.”
Not that it mattered all that much.
“So, you’ve never baked holiday cookies either? Or wrapped presents?” she asks, clearly taken aback by my lack of Christmas fun.
“I’ve wrapped presents a few times. But no. Never done the cookie thing.”
“Have you had eggnog?”
“Once. Maybe.” I shrug. “I’m not a big drinker. Beer in the summer is the only time I sit by a nice fire, roast some marshmallows, and crack open a few.”
Gracie bobs her head as if soaking up all this information and filing it away for later. “Would you be okay doing Christmas traditions with us then? To try? I usually film them and edit bits to share online.”
I’m down for whatever as long as I get to be with them.
“You can share whatever you want. I just ask that if I’m in my cut, you don’t post videos of that. That’ll bring more focus to you from outside sources, so it’s best not to. Other than that, video and post whatever you want. I don’t care.”
The club doesn’t need the attention, but a random man in Gracie’s videos, what does that matter? If that helps them gain more followers or whatever the hell she does, then I’d like to help. It’s no skin off my back.
Smiling so wide she could light up the Vegas strip, Gracie claps her hands together, and her tits, those beauts, jiggle as she does.
I’m mesmerized as she rattles on about how much fun we’ll have this season.
The rabbit doesn’t realize how much I’m staring until Jace nudges me under the table and smirks.
We share a look, and before Gracie knows what’s hit her, we’re pushing her chair back and sucking those tits on our knees, one on each side.
My life, as I know it, will never be the same.
I think I’ve died and gone to heaven.