34. Ezra

Chapter 34

Ezra

T he need in her voice goes straight to my cock. I exchange a look with Atticus over her head.

I'm ready to give Lemon exactly what she needs, my body already responding to her plea. But Atticus, ever the voice of reason, steps back slightly.

"Lemon," he says, his voice gentle but firm. "Sex isn't going to fix this. It's just a band-aid over the gaping wound you're feeling right now."

I blink, surprised. It's not often Atticus turns down an opportunity to dominate our little lemon drop. But as I watch him cradle her face in his large hands, thumbs wiping away her tears, I realize I shouldn't be shocked at all.

Atticus may be a demanding bastard, but he's always had my best interests at heart. Now, he's got Lemon's too. It's fucking beautiful, in a way that makes my chest ache.

Lemon looks up at him, her eyes wide and pleading. "I know," she whispers, her voice cracking. "I know it won't fix anything. But I want…I need to feel close to you both. Please, At ticus. Please, Ezra."

Fuck. How can we resist when she begs like that? To kiss away every tear, to fuck her until she forgets her own name, let alone all this shit with her dad. I look at Atticus, silently asking permission. He holds my gaze for a long moment, then gives a slight nod.

"Alright, babygirl," I murmur, running my hands down her sides. "We've got you. We'll take care of you."

Atticus leans down, his lips brushing against her ear. "But we're going to do this our way," he growls. "Understood?"

Lemon shivers, nodding eagerly. "Yes, Sir," she breathes.

Christ, I love when she says that. My cock twitches in my pants, already half-hard.

We lead her to the bedroom, our hands never leaving her body. It's like we're afraid she'll disappear if we let go. Once inside, Atticus and I exchange a look. We've done this dance before, but tonight feels different.

I start undressing Lemon. Her skin is so soft, so warm under my touch. I can feel her pulse racing, see the way her chest rises and falls with each shaky breath.

Atticus stands back, watching us. His gaze is heavy, weighted with desire.

As I pull Lemon's shirt off, revealing her lacy bra, Atticus finally moves. He comes up behind her, his large hands spanning her waist.

"You're ours," he murmurs, pressing a kiss to the nape of her neck. "Say it, Lemon."

She shivers, leaning back against him.

I can't help but smirk as I watch Lemon lean into Atticus, her body responding to his touch like it was made for him. For us.

"I'm yours," she breathes, her voice barely above a whisper. Then, because our girl's got some fire in her, she adds with a sassy little grin, "And you're mine."

Fuck, I love it when she gets mouthy. My cock throbs in my pants, already aching to be inside her.

Atticus growls, his hands tightening on Lemon's hips. "Getting a little mouthy, aren't we, pet?" he says, his voice low and dangerous. It sends a shiver down my spine, and I'm not even the one he's talking to.

He gives Lemon a gentle shove toward the bed, his eyes meeting mine over her head. "Ezra," he commands, "get our girl nice and wet for us."

I don't need to be told twice. I guide Lemon onto the bed, spreading her legs wide. Her pussy is already glistening, her arousal evident. I run my fingers along her slit, feeling how hot and slick she is.

"Fuck, babygirl," I groan, "you're already soaking for us."

I lower my head, inhaling her scent before running my tongue along her folds. Lemon gasps, her hips bucking up against my mouth. I hold her down, my hands gripping her thighs as I devour her like a man starved.

I glance up to see Atticus slowly undressing, his eyes never leaving us. The sight of him, rippling muscles and the way his cock bulges, makes my mouth water. But right now, my focus is on the writhing goddess beneath me.

I suck Lemon's clit into my mouth, flicking it with my tongue as I slide two fingers inside her. She's so tight, so hot around my digits. I can't wait to feel her wrapped around my dick.

"That's it, baby," I murmur against her pussy, "let go for us. Show us how good we make you feel."

Lemon moans, her hands fisting in my hair as she grinds against my face. I can feel her getting close, her inner walls clenching around my fingers.

"Please," she whimpers, "please, I need..."

"What do you need, pet?" Atticus asks, his voice rough with desire. He's naked now, his impressive length standing at attention.

"You," Lemon gasps, "both of you. Inside me. Please, Sirs."

I groan against her pussy; the vibrations making her shudder. Fuck, I love it when she begs like this.

I keep lapping at Lemon's sweet center, savoring her taste on my tongue. Her thighs are quivering against my cheeks as I suck and nibble at her clit. I feel Atticus' strong hand stroking my hair, sending tingles down my spine.

Suddenly, Atticus grabs a fistful of my hair and yanks my head back. I gasp at the sharp pain, my scalp burning. Before I can catch my breath, his mouth is on mine, kissing me hard. I can feel the scrape of his stubble as his tongue invades my mouth. The taste of him mingles with Lemon's arousal, making me groan.

Atticus breaks the kiss, leaving me panting. His eyes are dark with lust as he growls, "Open up."

I obey without hesitation, parting my lips as he guides his thick cock into my mouth. The heavy weight of him on my tongue makes me moan. I start to bob my head, taking him deeper with each pass.

"That's it," Atticus grunts. "Take it all like a good boy."

I hollow my cheeks, sucking him hard as I try to take him to the root. My jaw aches, but I love the feeling of being used, of pleasuring him.

After a few moments, Atticus pulls me off his cock with a wet pop. He hauls me to my feet, his strong hands making quick work of my clothes. Soon I'm as naked as he is, my own cock achingly hard.

I watch as Atticus settles onto the bed, his muscular body on full display. He grabs Lemon by the hips, pulling her on top of him so she's straddling his thick thighs. Her pussy hovers tantalizingly over his lap, glistening with arousal.

Atticus threads his fingers through Lemon's hair, gripping it tightly as he yanks her down into a bruising kiss. I can see their tongues stroking each other, hear the little whimpers escaping Lemon's throat. My own shaft throbs, aching to be touched.

"Ezra," Atticus growls, breaking the kiss. "Guide me into our little slut."

I eagerly comply, moving closer to the bed. I wrap my hand around Atticus' impressive length, feeling it pulse in my grip. With my other hand, I spread Lemon's lips, exposing her pink, dripping center.

"You ready for this finally, babygirl?" I murmur, rubbing the swollen head against her clit.

Lemon moans, grinding down against it. "Yes, please," she whimpers. "I need it so bad."

I position Atticus at her entrance, then slowly guide him in. Lemon's breath hitches as he stretches her, inch by glorious inch. I watch in awe as her tight pussy swallows him up until he's fully sheathed inside her.

Lemon lets out a long, low moan as he fills her completely.

"That's it," I encourage, rubbing her lower back. "Take it all like a good girl."

When Lemon is fully seated on Atticus, I can't resist trailing my fingers along where they're joined.

Holy fuck, her pussy is gripping Atticus like a vise. I can see how tightly she's clenching around him, her inner muscles fluttering as she adjusts to his size. My fingers can’t but probe and feel the stretch of her lips around his thick shaft. It’s so fucking hot.

"Goddamn, girl," I groan. "You're taking that cock so well. Look how tight you are for us."

Atticus grunts in agreement, his hands digging into Lemon's hips. He starts to move, thrusting up into her with shallow strokes. The wet sounds fill the room as he works himself deeper.

"That's it," Atticus growls. "Get nice and wet for us, pet. I want you dripping."

I groan at his words, wrapping my hand around my own aching cock. I start to stroke myself slowly as I watch them, mesmerized by the sight of Atticus' thick length disappearing into Lemon's tight pussy over and over.

I kneel on the bed as I watch them. I could cum just like this. I always love watching Atticus as he fucks. Lemon's tits bounce enticingly with each thrust. Her head is thrown back, lips parted as she lets out these breathy little moans. Fuck, she's gorgeous like this and the two of them are every little wet dream I have come to life.

"Look at you," I murmur, my voice rough with lust. "Such a greedy little slut for us. You love being stuffed full of cock, don't you?"

Lemon nods frantically, her eyes glazed with pleasure. "Yes," she gasps. "God, yes. Love your cocks so much."

Atticus picks up the pace, his hips snapping up harder. The sound of skin slapping against skin echoes through the room, punctuated by Lemon's high-pitched whimpers and Atticus' deep grunts .

I can't tear my eyes away from where they're joined, watching as Lemon's juices coat Atticus' shaft. She's so wet now, her arousal dripping down onto his balls. The sight makes my mouth water.

"Fuck, you're soaking," I groan, squeezing my cock.

Lemon moans at my words, her hips grinding down harder onto Atticus. He grips her ass, spreading her cheeks wide as he pounds up into her. I can see her asshole clenching with each thrust, and I know it won't be long before we're filling both her holes.

"Fuck, you two are hot," I groan. "I could watch this all day."

"You want both of us, don't you?" Atticus growls, his eyes locked on mine as he pounds into Lemon.

Lemon whimpers, nodding frantically. "Yes, please," she gasps. "I need you both so bad."

My cock throbs painfully as I watch Atticus slam into her over and over.

"Your body was made for this," Atticus continues, his voice low and dangerous. "Built to take our cocks, to be used by us. Isn't that right, pet?"

"Yes!" Lemon cries out. "Made for you. For both of you. Please..."

She turns her head toward me, lips parted and eyes glazed with lust. For a moment I think she's going to suck my cock, but then Atticus grabs a fistful of her hair, yanking her head back.

My cock throbs as I watch Atticus expose the delicate line of her throat. Her eyes are wide, pupils blown with lust. I can't resist anymore. I need to be inside her.

"Time for the main event, lemon drop," he growls .

I reach over to the nightstand and grab the bottle of lube, squirting a generous amount onto my fingers. Lemon's eyes widen as she realizes what I'm about to do.

"Just relax, babygirl," I murmur as I run my slick fingers down the crack of her ass. "We're gonna make you feel so good."

She gasps as I circle her tight hole, teasing the puckered flesh. Her whole body tenses up for a moment before Atticus growls, "Relax, pet. You're going to take both of us, just like the greedy girl you are."

Lemon moans at his words, her body going limp as she surrenders to us completely. I take the opportunity to slowly press one lubed finger into her hole, marveling at how tight she is.

"That's it," I encourage as I work my finger deeper. "Open up for me, baby. Let me in that tight little ass."

Atticus slows his thrusts, giving Lemon a chance to adjust to the new sensation. I can feel his thick cock through the thin wall separating us as I pump my finger in and out of her.

"Fuck, you're so snug back here," I groan. "Can't wait to feel this hot little hole wrapped around my dick."

Lemon whimpers, pushing back against my probing finger. "Please," she begs. "More. I need more."

I oblige, adding a second finger alongside the first. She hisses at the stretch but doesn't pull away. Instead, she grinds down, taking Atticus deeper as she fucks herself on my fingers.

"You like that, don't you?" I growl in her ear. "Such a dirty girl, taking it in both holes. Bet you can't wait to be stuffed full of us."

Atticus grunts in agreement, his hips still pumping steadily. "Our perfect little fuck toy," he adds. "Made to take more than one."

"Yes!" Lemon cries out. "Please, I need it. Need both of you inside me."

I groan at her words, scissoring my fingers to stretch her further. My cock is achingly hard now, leaking pre-cum as I imagine how tight she'll feel around me.

"You ready for me?" I ask, twisting my fingers inside her.

Lemon nods frantically, her whole body trembling with need. "Yes, please. Fuck me, Ezra. I want to feel you both inside me."

I pull my fingers out slowly, relishing her whimper of loss. Then I grab the lube again, slicking up my throbbing shaft.

"Hold her open for me," I tell Atticus, and he obliges, spreading her ass wide open so I can see her stretched around him, her tight hole calling to me.

I can’t help it and reach for my phone to snap a picture to tease Atticus with later.

I position myself behind Lemon, guiding my cock to her tight little asshole. "Here we go, beauty," I growl. "Nice and slow now."

Lemon lets out a strangled cry, her body tensing.

"Shh, relax," Atticus soothes, stroking her hair. "That's it, pet. Open up and take it like a good girl."

I feel the head of my cock finally push past her tight ring of muscle. Holy fuck, she's strangling me. I have to grit my teeth to keep from coming right then and there.

"Jesus Christ," I hiss. "So fucking tight."

I squirt more lube where our bodies meet, watching it drip down onto my shaft. Rubbing Lemon's lower back, I slowly push forward, feeding her another inch .

"That's it, bellezza," I groan. "Taking me so well. Such a good girl for us."

I can feel Atticus through the thin wall separating us. The sensation is incredible. I swear I can feel every vein, every throb. We’ve done this before, but this is different. This isn’t some random woman. This is the woman. Lemon's clenching around both of us, her body trembling as she adjusts.

"Fuck," I pant. "Can you feel that, Atticus? Feel how tight she is?"

He grunts in response, his hips twitching like he's fighting not to thrust.

I push in deeper, marveling at how Lemon's greedy little hole swallows me up. She is gripping me so tightly it's almost painful, but in the best fucking way.

"You're taking us both so well," I praise, rubbing circles on her back. "Such a beautiful girl. Made to take our cocks, weren't you?"

Lemon whimpers, nodding frantically. "Yes," she gasps. "Made for you. For your cocks. Please, I need..."

"What do you need, baby?" I ask, rolling my hips slightly. "Tell us."

"Move," she begs. "Please, I need you both to move. Fuck me, use me, please!"

I exchange a look with Atticus over her shoulder. He nods, and we start to move in tandem. I pull out slowly until just the tip of my cock is inside her tight ass, then push back in as Atticus withdraws.

The friction is incredible. I can feel every inch of Lemon's hot, tight channel gripping me as I thrust. And fuck, the way I can feel Atticus' cock sliding against mine through that thin wall...it's driving me wild .

"Fuck, babygirl," I groan. "You feel that? Feel how full you are? Feel how we push our love into you."

I grip Lemon's hips tighter, picking up the pace as I feel her body relax around me.

Atticus rumbles in agreement, his huge hands spanning Lemon's waist. "Such good pets," he praises, voice rough with lust.

I groan at his words, my hips snapping faster. "Fuck yes. Love feeling you too, Atticus. Love how we're connected through her tight little body."

Lemon cries out as we fuck her harder, faster. She's babbling now, a stream of yes and please and more falling from her lips. Her pussy and ass clench around us rhythmically, milking our cocks as we pound into her.

"That's it, pets," Atticus growls. "Take what you need. Show me how much you love this."

I reach around to rub Lemon's clit, feeling how swollen and sensitive it is. She jerks against me, a high-pitched keen escaping her.

"You gonna cum for us?" I pant in her ear. "Gonna cum all over our dicks?"

"Yes!" Lemon wails. "Please, let me cum. Need it so bad. Love you both so much!"

Atticus' eyes lock with mine over Lemon's shoulder. "You heard her, playboy," he commands. "Make our girl cum. Show her how much we love her."

I groan at Atticus' command, my fingers working Lemon's clit faster. "You heard the man," I pant. "Cum for us. Show us how good we make you feel."

Lemon's body is trembling. She’s barely holding on. I can feel her getting close, her clit swollen and throbbing under my touch .

"That's it," I encourage, rubbing tight circles on her sensitive bud. "Let go for us. Let us love you, Lemon."

That's all it takes. Lemon shatters around us with a piercing cry, her whole body convulsing. Her pussy and ass clamp down on our cocks, squeezing us so tight it's painful.

"Fuck!" I shout as her orgasm triggers my own. My cock pulses, shooting deep into her tight ass as wave after wave of pleasure crashes over me. I keep stroking her clit, prolonging her orgasm as I empty myself inside her.

Atticus doesn't let up, fucking into Lemon's core relentlessly. The friction of his cock against mine is driving me wild, milking every last drop from me.

When I'm finally spent, I start to pull out. But Atticus' hand on my hip stops me.

"No," he growls. "Stay in. Keep her plugged up until I cum."

I groan at his words, my spent cock twitching valiantly. "Fuck, Atticus," I pant. "You're gonna kill me."

But I obey, staying buried in Lemon as Atticus continues to pound into her. I can feel every thrust, every twitch of his cock. It's overwhelming in the best way.

Lemon is whimpering between us, overstimulated but still bearing down to meet Atticus' thrusts. "Please," she begs. "Please, Sir. Fill me up. Mark me as yours."

Atticus roars, his hips slamming forward one last time as he cums. I can feel his cock pulsing, filling Lemon's pussy with every last drop.

We stay like that for a long moment, all three of us panting and trembling. Finally, Atticus lifts her just a bit and pulls out slowly, his cock making an obscene wet sound as it leaves Lemon's body .

"Now you can pull out," he tells me, his voice rough. "Slowly."

I do as he says, easing out of Lemon's tight hole inch by inch. When I'm finally free, I collapse onto the bed beside them, utterly spent.

Atticus gathers us close, cradling us against his broad chest. His eyes are soft as he strokes our hair. "I'm so proud of both of you," he rumbles, voice warm with affection.

I can't help but preen a little at the praise. "What can I say? I aim to please."

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