44. Wyatt #2
Taking advantage of her new position, with her back arched, Milo leans down to take one of her nipples between his lips. Tacita moans louder as I continue to run my hand over her sensitive wings whilst my man teases her breasts, swapping between sucking, using his tongue and his hands.
My cock is nestled between her arse cheeks and I can’t stop my hips from giving the occasional thrust. I bet she’s soaked for us already and I wish I could easily change the angle so I could sink inside her, but I’ll be patient.
Milo moves down her body, sinking to his knees in front of us.
I peak over Tacita’s shoulder and damn his lips look swollen from use already.
He licks them and I feel the desire to push my cock into his warm mouth.
His eyes meet mine briefly before they travel down the naked demoness between us.
He slowly runs his fingers up her thigh as she spreads them further on the end of the bed.
“Please,” she begs, her breaths getting shorter with how turned on she is.
From her cry, I guess that Milo sinks that finger straight into her waiting pussy. I can’t see from this angle but as he pulls out, the sound of her wet flesh meets my ears and I’m the one panting.
He continues to finger fuck her whilst I hold her up, licking and sucking on her neck and the parts of her wings that I can reach. I watch as he wets those delectable lips of his once again as he concentrates on his digits disappearing inside our female.
“Use your tongue on her clit,” I tell him. I’m unsure if he’s gone down on her again since that first time but we’ve talked about it. He hesitates for a few seconds, even meets my eyes once more for reassurance before his head dips out of view.
“Oh, fuck.” Tacita groans, her head dropping back onto my shoulder.
“Does that feel good, Mo Stór?” I move my hand on her stomach a little lower, adding a little pressure on her lower abdomen to increase the pleasure she’s feeling.
“Yes,” she replies. “Don’t stop, Milo. Don’t stop.”
I love how she tries to be bossy, but her tone and the current pliant state of her body are demonstrating the complete opposite. She isn’t in charge here. Maybe it’s time I remind her of that.
“Have you ever taken two guys together?”
She tenses and turns to try and look at me, which is slightly awkward with her wings but her molten irises meet mine. “Both of you?”
“That’s what I asked.” I chuckle. “Answer the question.”
“Yes.”
“Good, do you have any lube?”
“Uh-huh,” she moans in the affirmative as Milo continues to suck on her clit. From the difficulty she’s having with concentrating on our conversation, he must be improving.
As much as I don’t want to interrupt Milo’s feast, I have to for us to progress this. Moving off the bed in search of some lube, I open the bedside drawer.
There’s way more than lube in here; there’s several toys, some restraints and a blindfold.
“Oh, we are absolutely going to need to play with all of these,” I say, rummaging through the treasure trove of things Tacita has hidden away.
The mental images flooding my head of her using the dildos to warm herself up for us has me gripping my dick and giving it a swift pump.
“Later,” Tacita almost snaps, her impatience clear.
Grabbing the bottle of lubricant, I return to the bed where Milo is also now kneeling. I can’t resist sinking my tongue between his lips to taste our girl and am rewarded with the tang of her wetness lingering in his mouth.
“I can’t wait to feel you inside her as I take her too,” I tell him as I end the kiss. His cheeks flush that gorgeous crimson.
Tacita vanishes her wings then, and as disappointing as that is, it’ll probably make this easier. One day, I am going to make her come from simply running my hands over them. She holds her hand out for the lube but I snatch it back.
“Not a chance.” I motion for her to turn around. “I’ll be prepping that pert arse of yours for this.”
“I’ll be quicker,” she says.
“Nah, this isn’t about being quick.” Her impatience is so fucking cute.
She wants to get to the good bit, and to be honest, so do I.
But having the chance to claim her arse is not something I’m going to pass up.
I know she says she’s done this before but this time I will be getting Milo to fuck her there whilst I take her cunt.
He’s smaller than I am, and I’m not about putting our girl in pain.
“On all fours, facing the headboard,” I demand.
This time she complies. Although she doesn’t simply get into position. She does it by lowering her shoulders and sticking her rear up, accentuating her wide hips and framing her holes fucking perfectly for us.
Taking a second to shake the lust fog from my brain, I open the cap of the lube and squeeze some onto my fingers. I can’t resist pushing three to the furthest knuckle into her centre just once before I concentrate on opening her tight arsehole.
Milo sits to the side, gently stroking his own cock as I push one finger into Tacita’s back entrance. He has no idea how sexy he is as a bead of precum leaks from the mushroom shaped head. I want to lick it.
Adding a second finger, and scissoring slightly, Tacita gasps and moans as I ensure she’s fully lubricated up and stretched adequately.
This time, I’m the one on my back. I lay down on the bed and pull Tacita so she’s straddling me. Lining my cock up with her entrance I sink home in one blissful glide. I allow her to ride me for a minute before I pause her movements to bring Milo into this as well.
Tacita has to lean forward so her tits are almost touching my chest in order to allow Milo to get into position.
I feel it the moment he breeches her. I feel it because his cock slips up the length of mine, only that thin barrier of flesh between us.
I wait for Tacita’s body to accommodate the stretch before moving again.
She breathes heavily above me, but the fire in her eyes tells me that she’s already enjoying the full sensation.
Milo starts thrusting in shallow, quick movements, his cock pushing against mine inside our female. I find a rhythm and join him, thrusting in time in and out of her, causing her to moan louder and louder as we push her higher.
It’s so fucking hot that I have to look away for seconds at a time, or close my eyes to stop myself from blowing before I’m ready for this to be over. Milo grows in confidence as we pick up the pace, all three of us chasing that high and handing over our senses to our base selves.
We’re here, we’re alive, and we’re together.
The heat of their bodies, their scents mixed with sex in the air grounds me after the battle we fought tonight.
Their sounds of pleasure get etched into my brain and attach to my soul.
I never want to live without either of them, and I’m going to ensure that want becomes fact.
The pressure in my cock to erupt builds to the point of no return, but I need Tacita to come first. My thumb finds her clit and within seconds her walls are tightening, strangling my dick.
“Come for us, Mo Stór. Feel how full you are, how far we’re stretching those tight holes of yours, you’re taking both of us so fucking well. ”
Throwing her head back, Tacita comes, and comes hard. Milo has to shift slightly to avoid her horns, and he brings one hand up, gently placing it around her throat to hold her steady as she rides out the high. I can’t hold on any longer, hearing her scream in pleasure sends me over the edge.
My cock fires, pulsing rope after rope of cum deep into her cunt. I push deeper, buried right to the base, and fill her up. Milo tenses above us both and then I feel his dick start firing as well. And fuck it’s so erotic that mine gives another spurt even after I thought I’d run empty.
We’re a tangled, hot, and sticky mess of limbs as we fall to the mattress, Tacita in the middle and Milo on her other side.
“Fuck,” she curses as she gets comfortable. “That was intense.”
“You can say that again,” I reply, moving to my side so I can stroke her skin, and Milo’s too.
He looks wrung out as he lays, one arm hooked under his head and eyes glazed over. I’ve learnt that he needs time to process when he looks that way so I don’t push him to converse with us. His free hand still rests on Tacita’s hip, so he hasn’t withdrawn fully.
Tacita and I quietly chat for several minutes, cherishing just being together, before I decide to be responsible.
Getting up from the bed, I head back into the bathroom to find some washcloths.
I wet a couple and also grab a dry towel before returning to the bed to clean up my partners.
They’re both fighting sleep, so I manoeuvre the duvet from underneath them and tuck them in before going to clean myself up and rejoin them.
Milo has already passed out and Tacita isn’t far behind as I wiggle my way back into the giant bed and take a moment to enjoy the luxury of a soft mattress and even softer sheets. After a few months incarcerated and at the compound, I have a deeper appreciation for a luxury set of sheets.
I have even more appreciation for the two bodies wrapped in said sheets. Snuggling up to Tacita, and reaching my arm across them both, I settle down and follow them into unconsciousness.