Chapter 16 Where She Sleeps #3
She didn't lower herself immediately. She settled above my cock, knees planted outside my hips, and kissed me while Poppy knelt behind her. Luna's pussy brushed the head with every shift. I could feel how wet and swollen she was, how her body still pulsed from my mouth.
Poppy gathered Luna's hair over one shoulder and kissed the back of her neck.
"Show me how you want him," she whispered.
Luna reached between us and wrapped her hand around my cock. She rubbed the head through her wet folds once, coating me, then positioned me at her entrance.
Her eyes stayed on mine as she sank down.
The first inch stole both our breath. Luna stopped there, body stretching around the head, and rolled her hips in one controlled circle. My hands closed around her waist.
"More," she said.
I guided her lower. She took me another inch, then another, using her thighs to control every fraction until her ass settled against me and my cock filled her completely.
"Fuck." Her forehead touched mine. "I missed this."
"Had you six days ago."
"Too long."
Poppy's arms came around Luna from behind. One hand covered a breast. The other flattened low on Luna's stomach.
"You look incredible with him inside you."
Luna lifted herself and sank back down.
Slow. Strong. Luna's core kept her upright while her thighs controlled every climb and drop.
She paused near the top with only the head inside, tightened around me, then rolled down through the full length instead of simply falling onto it.
Tiny shifts of her pelvis changed the pressure each time.
She found the angle that ground her clit against me at the bottom and held it there until my hands flexed on her waist.
I met her from below, hands moving from her waist to her ass. Every downward stroke drove me deep. Her pussy gripped and released around me with a rhythm that made my balls pull tight.
Poppy kissed Luna's shoulder and watched my cock disappear into her.
"He gets that look right before you take all of him."
Luna glanced down at me. "What look?"
"Like he's trying to remember language."
"Not succeeding," I said.
Poppy laughed. Luna clenched deliberately around my cock, and the laugh left me in a groan.
"There," Luna said to Poppy. "That look."
She rose higher and dropped harder.
I caught her hips. "Careful, Sundance."
"Steady is better than careful."
The line hit me with the force it always did. Luna's mouth curved because she knew it.
"Then stay steady," she said, "and let me move."
I did.
Luna used me. Her legs and core worked together, keeping the pace deep and punishing without losing control. Poppy stayed wrapped around her, tits against Luna's back, fingers rolling one nipple while her mouth moved along Luna's neck.
Every time Poppy praised her, Luna gave us more.
"I love how strong you are."
Luna's hips drove down harder.
"I love that you don't make him guess."
Poppy spread her hand over Luna's stomach. The muscles tightened beneath her palm before every downward stroke, telegraphing the rhythm a heartbeat before Luna moved.
"Right there," Poppy murmured. "I can feel you deciding exactly how deep you want him."
Luna answered by holding me buried and rolling her hips through one slow circle. Her pussy squeezed from base to head, a controlled ripple that dragged a curse from my mouth.
Poppy smiled against her shoulder. "Show-off."
"You asked me to show you."
Luna caught my chin and said, "Faster."
I planted my feet and thrust up into her.
The sound of skin meeting skin filled the room. Luna stayed on top, but the rhythm became ours, her body dropping as mine drove upward. Poppy's hand slipped from Luna's stomach to her clit.
Luna's breath broke.
"Pressure?" Poppy asked.
"Hard. Same circle."
Poppy gave it to her.
Luna's thighs started to shake. Her pussy tightened around me, each downward stroke dragging across my cock with more pressure. She leaned back into Poppy, trusting her to hold the weight while keeping her knees planted and her hips moving.
Poppy braced Luna beneath her breasts with one arm and worked her clit with the other. "I've got you."
Luna looked at me, eyes bright and wrecked.
"Sit up."
I pushed away from the pillows. Luna wrapped her arms around my shoulders as I came upright, carrying her with me while I stayed buried inside her. Poppy shifted behind us, one knee on either side of Luna's legs, keeping contact at her back.
Luna settled between us, her breasts pressed to my chest and Poppy fitted tightly against her back. My arms locked around Luna’s waist as Poppy kissed her neck, and Luna rolled her hips in short, brutal circles over my cock.
"There," she gasped. "Right there. Don't change it."
Poppy kept the pressure on her clit. I drove upward in the same short rhythm. Luna's nails dug into my shoulders. Her forehead pressed to mine as her body fought to keep control and finally gave it up.
Her orgasm hit with one hard clench around my cock.
Then another.
Her entire core seized. Her thighs locked against mine, and she cried out against my mouth while her pussy pulsed around me in powerful waves. Poppy held her from behind, kissed her shoulder, and kept her fingers moving just enough to carry the contractions without overwhelming her.
Luna's body trembled between us. I held still and let her use the last of it, my cock buried deep, every pulse threatening to drag me over the edge with her.
I didn't come.
Barely.
When Luna's grip loosened, she kissed me. The command had gone out of her mouth for one long, unguarded kiss. Poppy kissed the other side of her neck and whispered praise until Luna's breathing slowed.
"Baby," Luna murmured against my lips. "You held it."
"For Pops."
Poppy went still behind her, and the hand at Luna's waist tightened.
Luna smiled. "Good answer."
She lifted carefully. My cock slipped free, glossy with her wetness. Luna stayed straddled over my thighs long enough to catch her balance, then turned toward Poppy.
"Come here."
Poppy went willingly.
Luna settled back against the headboard and drew Poppy between her legs. Poppy reclined against Luna's chest, compact body cradled by Luna's longer one. Luna hooked one arm beneath Poppy's knee and raised it. Her other arm circled Poppy's waist, strong enough to hold her open without strain.
Poppy looked down at herself, then up at Luna. "Oh, I like this."
"I know."
"You've been planning."
"I understand leverage."
I knelt between Poppy's parted thighs.
Her pussy was flushed from her first orgasm, slick enough that wetness shone along the crease of her ass. Luna's fingers spread her gently for me, showing me the clenching entrance while Poppy watched.
"God," Poppy whispered. "That's hot."
I wrapped one hand around my cock and rubbed the head over her clit. Poppy jerked against Luna's hold.
"Sensitive?"
"Very." She bit her lip. "Do it again."
I did. Slower.
Her legs trembled.
Luna kissed her temple. "Tell him when you're ready."
Poppy reached for me, both hands finding my shoulders. Her brown eyes held mine.
"Now, baby. Slow until I'm around you. Then I want all of you."
I set the head against her entrance and pushed.
Poppy opened around me, hot and tight. Her mouth fell open on a breathless sound as I worked the first inches inside. Luna held her steady, one hand under her thigh, the other spread over her stomach so she could feel every movement beneath Poppy's skin.
"Look at me," I said.
Poppy did.
I sank deeper.
Her eyes went wide. Her pussy clenched around the shaft, still sensitive enough that each inch pulled a small cry from her. I stopped when my hips met the backs of her thighs and let her body settle around the full length.
"You okay, Sugar?"
Her smile came slow and radiant. "So full, baby."
Luna's hand tightened over her stomach. "I can feel him moving when you clench."
Poppy did it again on purpose.
I groaned.
"That," Poppy said to Luna. "That's the sound I like."
"Then get another one."
Poppy rolled her hips inside Luna's support, squeezing my cock as she moved. The groan came out rougher.
Her smile turned filthy.
I withdrew slowly, making her feel the drag to the head, then pressed back in with one deep stroke. Poppy's head fell against Luna's shoulder.
"Again."
I gave her another long pull and a harder return.
Luna adjusted her grip beneath Poppy's thigh, lifting the angle by an inch. The next thrust went deeper. Poppy cried out and reached back, fingers locking around Luna's forearm.
"There," she said. "Hold me there."
"I've got you."
I built the rhythm gradually. Long strokes first, giving Poppy every inch she had asked to feel. Then shorter thrusts at the deepest part, hips grinding forward while Luna's support kept her open and prevented the angle from collapsing.
Poppy's tits bounced with every impact. Luna cupped one from behind and rolled the nipple between her fingers. I bent and sucked the other into my mouth without stopping my hips.
Poppy screamed.
Her pussy tightened around me. I released her nipple and watched it shine wet and hard before covering it again with my hand.
"You like being held open for me, Sugar?"
"I fucking love it." Her voice broke when I thrust deeper. "I don't have to do anything except take you."
"That's the point."
Luna kissed her neck. "Let us carry it."
Poppy's face changed. The joke she might have made vanished before it reached her mouth. She nodded once and relaxed another fraction into Luna's body.
That surrender made her pussy softer around my entry and tighter at the deepest point. I felt the difference immediately.
"Fuck, Poppy."
"Tell me."
"You feel incredible when you stop trying to hold yourself up."
Her eyes filled with heat. "Then don't let me."
Luna's arm tightened beneath her thigh. Mine closed around her other leg. We held Poppy between us and fucked every last piece of work out of her.