Chapter 24 #2
“I have nothing left to strip,” Lucas grins. “I had to use what the good Lord gave me and decided to shake it.”
“It was effective,” Isolde says, her cheeks bright pink. Her tongue is sticking out between her gorgeous lips, and she can’t stop staring at Lucas’ dick.
I can see that he’s beginning to thicken and lengthen under her gaze, and I come closer to wrap my arms around her waist. There’s no reason not to use this moment.
“It’s a really pretty dick, isn’t it?” I ask, kissing her neck.
Her scent gets thicker as she moans, and Lucas goes still as he watches her in a predatory way.
My hand pushes her leggings down her thighs and I run my fingers through her arousal.
“Do you want to do something about this, topolina?” I ask. “It could be uncomfortable to be horny inside of a car for hours. I would be happy to make you come around my dick.”
Isolde whimpers as she grabs my hand. Freezing, I worry that I went too far. She pushes my fingers into her slick cunt, and I groan as I grind my cock against her ass.
“Fuck. That’s my girl,” I growl. My thumb rolls over her clit insistently and she mewls for more. Lucas strokes his cock slowly and intently, his eyes on my hand.
“Make her come.” His voice is low, raspy, and full of desire. Fuck, he’s sexy when he’s bossy.
“Are you calling the shots again, Mr. CEO?” Isolde sasses.
Lucas smiles devilishly, and it makes me imagine really dirty things.
“Come and then bend over and grab the footboard, darlin’,” he croons. “I want to watch you take Alesso’s thick cock. Will your eyes water while your pussy swallows every inch?”
“Goddamn it, Lucas,” I groan, pulling my joggers down. My cock bounces up, showing how much precum is sliding down my shaft. It presses against her ass, and she whines in need.
“I love an alpha who makes his own lube,” he smirks.
“I think I have it covered,” Isolde cries out. I continue to pump and curl my fingers as I idly chat.
I could do this for hours, but we simply don’t have time.
“You’re strangling my fingers, topolina. Fall over the edge for your alphas. You want to please us, don’t you?”
I’m leaning into her need, and I watch her head drop back to rest on my chest as she rides my fingers.
“Yes,” she moans. God, her sounds are the sweetest porn. Her pupils are blown wide as she gazes up at me, and Lucas decides he’s tired of watching. I have to say, teamwork is always the best way to please our girl.
Moving quickly, he drops to his knees in front of her and lifts her leg over his shoulder.
“Don’t stop finger fucking her cunt,” he growls.
My hips buck against Isolde’s body, and I do exactly as my alpha says. Lucas rolls his tongue over her clit before sucking hard enough to pull her over the edge. Screaming, she lets herself fall.
I don’t give her much time to recover before I’m pulling out my fingers and Lucas is moving away so I can bend her over the footboard of the bed. Isolde’s fingers tangle in the sheets as I coat my dick in her arousal so I’ll slide in easily.
“Alpha,” she begs. “Please fuck me.”
“Gladly,” I rumble, notching my crown at her entrance. Thrusting hard, I almost black out as her walls wrap around my shaft.
She’s wet and feels like velvet. Isolde is the best thing to happen to us, and I will die on this hill.
“This is going to be fast and hard,” I warn her.
“I want it,” she gasps. “I want the soreness to serve as a reminder that you were inside me.”
“Mmm,” Lucas grunts, fisting his cock.
I grab his hip and pull him closer, which gets me a confused look. Gathering saliva in my mouth I spit it just over his fist.
“Such a good boy,” he rasps, pulling on his cock to smear the extra lube. “Good looking out. Fuck, that feels better.”
Smirking, I squeeze Isolde’s hips as I fuck up into her. Her ass jiggles a little as I do, and it’s sexy as fuck. She’s still mostly clothed as well, and the small amount that she’s showing is perfect.
Her walls are fluttering as she slicks around my cock, and I can see how shiny it’s making my shaft as I thrust in and out of her entrance. Lucas continues to masturbate as he watches, grunting as he reaches around Isolde to rub her clit.
“You sound close,” he says.
I can feel his fingers occasionally brush my cock as I adjust so that I’m hitting a deeper part inside of her. This angle makes my cock curve to hit her g-spot, and she mewls. That’s it, baby. Now you’re close.
“Come for your alphas,” I groan. “Squirt all over my cock so that Oliver can suck it off later.”
“Jesus,” Lucas gasps. “Now I’m pissed off I’m going to miss that.”
“That’s…what happens when you’re an important adult, Mr… CEO,” I say, feeling the ability to string words together beginning to fail me. “Come with me.”
I’ll never be too proud to beg, and Isolde breaks apart as the first ropes of my cum begin to fill her up.
“Argh!” she screams, shuddering as she collapses on the bed.
Isolde’s slick is all over my thighs and cock. I think she did an excellent job of understanding the assignment. Breathing hard, I step back to release my cock from its very snug home.
“Darlin’.” Lucas drops his head back as he fists his cock, and I can tell he’s about to come. “I want to come in your mouth.”
Isolde pushes herself up with shaky arms, and I help her sink to her knees for Lucas. I pull my pants back up because I meant what I said: Oliver is going to need to clean me up as soon as they leave.
Isolde opens her mouth and sticks her tongue out for Lucas.
Damn. I can see saliva already pooling in her mouth as he drops his heavy crown on her tongue.
Isolde uses her tongue to drag along the bottom of his shaft as he thrusts into her mouth, and she closes her mouth to suck hard enough that he staggers on his feet.
Chuckling under my breath, I reach out to steady him, getting a front row to his pleasure as his face flushes and his fingers dive into Isolde’s hair.
Our girl does well as she swallows down his cock, and I growl as I watch the indentions of it as it travels down her throat. Our scents mix in the room, and Isolde’s still partially naked, giving me a perfect view of her pussy.
She keeps things neat, but she’s slowly growing a landing strip that I fucking love. Hair or no hair, I love everything about her pussy. A bush isn’t going to keep me from exploring the wild.
Lucas begins to lose his rhythm, his hands fisting as he gets very vocal.
“Darlin’ your throat is fucking heaven,” he gasps. “If I died now, I would be fine with it. There you go. Yes. Swallow every drop. Don’t make a mess, baby.”
Isolde chokes as she tries to swallow as quickly as possible. Cum overflows from her lips, but Lucas doesn’t seem worried. Pulling his cock from her mouth, he glances at me.
“We don’t let cum go to waste, Alesso.”
Goosebumps rise along my skin because his word is law. His dominance is stronger than the rest of the pack, but he also doesn’t use it against us. Bending down, I cup Isolde’s face and lick up her jaw. Kissing her, I shove my tongue into her mouth to seek out every drop of Lucas’ cum.
Isolde is wrecked by the time we come up for air, and I have to help her up. Picking her up, I take her to the bathroom and she and Lucas shower. That wasn’t part of the plan, but it was absolutely worth it.
Isolde dresses in a pair of green cargo pants, a long sleeved shirt with lace sleeves, and combat boots. She looks beautiful, and Lucas looks happy as I begin brushing out her hair.
“All I want is for you to be you, Isolde. I don’t care for cookie cutter trophy wives. Why do you think I’ve been single for so long?” he asks.
I have wondered to myself why he hasn’t really dated. His life is under a microscope in the news spheres, despite trying to live a more private life. It makes sense that he would insist on living outside of major cities so that he doesn’t have to worry as much about reporters.
I haven’t seen a single one while we’ve been here.
Isolde examines the braid that I pulled her hair back into and nods before sliding sharp pins into it.
“These really won’t set off the security censors?” I ask suspiciously.
“Even if they do, they’ll wand me and find that my bra has a metal underwire. If I throw a hissy fit because they’re wanding my breasts with a baby strapped to me, Lucas will growl and scare the shit out of them,” Isolde shrugs.
“You’re way too aware of how much you affect us,” Lucas chuckles, kissing her cheek. “We’re leaving in five minutes. Do whatever you need to before then.”
Isolde gets up to use the restroom, while I walk out to say goodbye to Leila. Maybe orgasms are good for my anxiety, I’m not feeling as full of dread about them leaving.
The bambina is still snoozing peacefully in Grant’s arms, and Oliver and I walk them out to the car. Leila whimpers a little while Isolde puts her in the car seat, but it’s nothing crazy. The wind cuts through the trees as we wave goodbye, causing me to shiver even in the thick hoodie I put on.
“Let’s go inside and promise not to come outside again until spring,” Oliver mutters. “I’m tired as fuck of winter.”
“I know a better way to warm me up,” I say, grabbing his arm and dragging him into the trees surrounding the front of the house.
“Oh?” he asks. “And what is that?”
“Using your mouth like the good little glory hole you are,” I growl, pushing him to his knees as I shove my pants down my thighs. “Our girl came all over me and soaked my cock. I think you should clean me up, don’t you?”
“Fuck what I said about winter,” he says, folding his hands behind his back. “Use me, baby.”
Grabbing his wild hair, I pull him toward my dick to fuck his face. This is the perfect use of my day.