Chapter 12
Kaspar
Ididn’t want Ollie to come in my mouth.
He stroked my face when I pulled off.
“Are you all right, Kaspar? We can stop at any time.”
“I’m great,” I rasped, taking hold of his hips and looking from him to Bo.
Be brave, Kas. Worst they can do is kick you out.
“I…how far can we go?”
Both men drew a deep breath.
“What do you have in mind, little wolf?” Bo rumbled and reached out to trail a finger up my muzzle.
“I want you to come in my ass.” I blurted the words out, my eyes finding Ollie’s.
Don’t overthink things. Go for what you want.
The Troll hummed, fingertips whispering over my pierced ear.
“You want my husband’s cock inside you?”
“Yes! Fuck, yes, I do.”
“?lskling, what do you say? Will you give him a taste of how great you feel when you’re buried inside him?”
“Yes,” Ollie murmured, his dick twitching. “Let me show you.”
“Get up.” Bo helped me get to my feet and led both of us into a spacious room.
A large bed with white sheets dominated the space.
We got rid of the rest of our clothes, and Bo helped me up on the bed. I could have managed without him but loved how he took care of me.
“I want to be inside you when you fuck him, ?lskling.” His voice was dark.
Ollie shuddered.
“Yes, darling. God yes, let’s do this.”
They kissed each other. Goddess. Watching them made me so hard.
You could tell they knew each other well, reading the other’s mind and driving each other crazy with their kisses and touches and whispered words.
Then their mutual focus shifted to me.
“Lie on your back against the pillows,” Ollie said in a gentle voice, stroking my thigh as he moved to the bedside table and took out a bottle of lube and a condom.
“I’m tested,” I told him. “Just so you both know.”
Ollie hummed and leaned forward to reach my upper body.
“You want me to fuck you raw?”
“Yes.” I moaned when he gave me belly rubs. It was a little embarrassing how much I loved them.
“He wants to be leaking with your cum, ?lskling. I cannot blame him. I can’t wait to breed you.” Bo turned his husband's head around and kissed him gently.
It was beautiful to watch them stay connected throughout everything we did. They made it all feel safe. I liked that.
Bo handed the bottle to Ollie.
His warm brown eyes sought mine. “Okay?”
“Fuck yeah.” Bo stepped nearer when he realised I had difficulty deciding between watching him or keeping my gaze fixed on Ollie about to prep me.
He exhaled a shaky breath when Ollie brushed my hole.
Goddess.
A needy whine sounded from me.
“So pretty.” Bo cupped my pec and rolled my nipple between thumb and forefinger. His other hand moved up and down his length. I opened my mouth, challenging him.
“You want to suck me, little wolf?”
Little. I was maybe half a foot shorter than him. I heard it as the term of endearment it was meant to be, though. My stupid traitorous heart loved it.
It’s been so long since someone talked to me like that.
I nodded, opening my mouth even wider.
His dirty smirk exposed a fang, and he slapped his mushroom-shaped tip on my tongue.
“Holy fuck.” Ollie cursed and slipped his finger inside me. “You look so good with your lips around my husband’s cock.”
I blew Bo with all I had, wanting to show him how wild his husband’s fingers in my ass drove me.
“Ready?” Ollie rasped after he’d prepped me for a couple more minutes.
I couldn’t do more than whimper around the thick cock buried in my throat. I whined when he lubed himself up and gently replaced his fingers with his crown.
Mein Gott! He’s huge.
My body stretched to accommodate him.
“I want you to stay like this, Bo. Let him taste you while I fuck him. You look so pretty like that, sweetheart.” He ran his hands up and down my thighs and sped up.
Fuck, this won’t take long.
“Little wolf, oh gods!” The huge Troll fucked my face in the same rhythm his husband pounded my hole.
I writhed and whimpered, fingers digging into Bo’s rock hard glutes to somehow cope with my fucking emotions.
It was no good. They boiled over way too fast.
“Fuck, yes!” someone snarled. The dicks inside me thickened. I gagged on Bo’s sweet cum, unable to swallow it all with my head to the side. Ollie dragged my ass against his groin and spilled himself in my ass. He had his head thrown back.
They were my undoing.
Ollie and I collapsed in a heap, drenched with sweat, inching over just enough to make room for Bo to curl his huge body around my back. Before either of us could even think about cleaning up, sleep took us under.