Chapter 60
GRAHAM
With the tracker inserted safely in Nyx’s thigh, I bandage up her leg before kissing her thighs. Allowing my scruff to rub on her skin, turning her creamy skin pink from the friction. I kiss down her right leg, and back up her left before pulling back to gauge her response.
Pulling my head from between her legs, I look up and see that Demitri has distracted her with his tongue. They are fiercely making out, Dee swallowing her moans. Nyx, breaking their kiss, turns her head to look at me.
“Why did you stop, Blue?” Her eyes are lit with fire. She wants this just as much as I do.
“Just need to strip you out of the rest of your clothes. Have patience, Little Witch.” I shrug my shoulders before gripping her lacy red thong by the side and rip-it clean off her body.
Demitri grasps the hem of her shirt before pulling it up over her head.
Once the shirt is cleared from her body, he unclasps the matching bra and throws it on the floor.
I swipe my arm over the top of my desk, throwing everything on the floor, and lay her down on the surface.
Her body spread out in front of me like a buffet table on the top of my desk.
A table that I will sit at every single day for the rest of my life and will have to fight to not always be hard.
Starting at the top, I take her lips in a searing kiss.
While consuming her breath, and moans, I can hear Demitri settling in at his desk.
I am not sure why he is allowing me to take her first while he watches.
Maybe I am rubbing off on him. I break away from her lips with a groan, but quickly place my lips around her clit and gently suck.
“Oh, fuck!” Nyx cries out. Her breaths are coming out in quick pants. “Please, Blue.”
“Please what? We have to use our words.” An evil grin spreads across my face as I get an idea. “Do you wanna play a game with me?”
“I just want you to make me come, not play a fucking video game.” Nyx’s sass snaps out due to sexual frustration.
“What are you up to?” Demitri raises an eyebrow at me suddenly standing over Nyx. My body is towering between her spread legs.
“I want Little Witch to tell me exactly, in detail, what she wants me or you to do to her.” Her dark eyes pop open suddenly, the shock written all over her face.
“I want you to do whatever you want, Blue. There, I told you.” She spits as she attempts to sit up from my desktop.
“Ah, ah, ah.” I place my hand on her chest, pressing her back. “I need details. Do you want me to eat your pussy like my favorite meal? Which it is if you didn’t know. Or do you want me to bend you over Dee’s desk and fuck you like my favorite little whore?”
Nyx’s mouth is hanging open. I am surprised she is even shocked by us anymore.
“Umm…all of the above please.” She begs. Demitri settles back in his chair to observe.
I grip her ankles in a rough grip and throw them over my shoulders before lowering myself to my knees in front of her. Leaning in close, I run the tip of my nose just brushing her folds. She smells absolutely delectable.
“God, you smell amazing. Dee, do you want to smell her?”
Demitri stands back up from his desk and stalks the handful of steps to where I am standing.
His dark presence radiates off of him. I can tell not being in control of the situation is driving his control to the edge of snapping.
I step out from between her porcelain thighs, giving him room.
Leaning down, he takes a long lick from her opening up to her clit, with a deep groan rumbling out from his chest.
“Fuck, Little Fox. You taste like my everything.” He turns his head to look at me while slipping his two middle fingers deep in her pussy. “If you thought I was going to give her back, brother, you are dead wrong. Have a seat.”
God damn it!
I should have known that he would never let me have her first. I strip down to just my boxers before flopping down into my chair with a huff.
“You love this, and you know it. Little Fox, do you like it when Graham watches?” Demitri gives me a smirk while waiting for her to answer.
“Mmm, God yes. I want him to stroke himself to us.” She looks over at me, her eyes full of lust and desire. “You aren’t allowed to come, though.”
Oof, this temptress thinks she can control the situation. Lucky for her, I’m okay with it for now. Pulling my boxers down just enough to allow my cock to spring free, and take a long slow stroke.
“Fuck.” I growl, while Demitri makes our girl writhe on my desktop. I am close enough I can smell her arousal in the air, and it makes my mouth water.
Demitri devours her like he is starving and she is the best steak he has ever tasted.
He inserts two fingers into her while he flicks his tongue against her clit, and she is coming all over his face, hands and my desk.
When he pulls back to remove his own clothes, I am able to see the puddle on the desktop.
I am never cleaning this desk again.
“Hutch, come lay down.” Demitri commands.
Standing up, I gently pick up our girl, who is lying limp, and shuffle my weight on the top of the desk. Thank God for expensive desks, Demitri splurged on. Dee helps her get settled on top of me, with my cock between her legs and lying chest to chest.
“Lift your hips, baby, I need to slide my cock in you.” I gently speak in her ear, and she does as she is told. My cock eases inside of her warm, dripping pussy. I could never give this girl up.
Feeling her tense, I know Dee has a finger, or two, gently probing her ass. We rock at a torturously slow pace, not fast or hard enough to come but enough to tease and tempt us.
“Take a deep breath, Little Fox.” I can see Demitri lining up behind her. “Fuck.”
The two of us are always a snug fit. We slowly start to find a rhythm, thrusting in and out at opposite times.
Her body is vibrating on top of mine, and I am sure that Cal and Kyra can hear her moans.
It doesn’t take long before she is clamping down on my shaft, dragging me over the edge with her.
My cock shooting ropes of come inside of her.
Demitri finishes just moments after us with a loud growl.
He slowly pulls out of her ass and pushes his come back inside of her, possessive bastard. Before helping me place her down on the desktop. Her breathing is already evening out, and I know she is asleep.
Sleep has been rough to come by for my Little Witch, so we let her rest while Demitri grabs a warm cloth to clean her up as best as possible. I flop down in my desk chair to catch my breath and just watch the girl I love sleep.