“Maybe we should take this into the bedroom?” Mioko slid her hand over mine and squeezing, pressing my fingers around his cock.
Releasing him, she turned and walked through the door, and we followed, our bare feet padding softly on the hardwood floor. At the foot of the freshly made bed, we stopped, both Luke and I kicking off the rest of our clothes. My jeans and boxers hit the floor, my cock already half-hard again despite what had just happened. Beside me, Luke shucked off his boxer briefs, his erection springing free—long, thick, and curved slightly upward, the head flushed deep red and glistening with pre-cum.
Mioko’s eyes widened as she took us in, her gaze lingering on Luke’s impressive length before shifting to my own recovering erection. The naked hunger in her expression made my cock twitch, blood rushing south faster than I’d thought possible after such a powerful orgasm.
“Lie on the bed,” I instructed gently, and she winked at me before stripping off her sweater and skirt, then climbing onto the mattress and settling on her back, still in her bra and panties.
Luke and I followed, positioning ourselves on either side of her. I met his eyes.
“Kiss our girl.”
He smiled and leaned down, tentatively brushing Mioko’s lips with his, waiting until she engaged, wrapping her arms around his neck and arching up into him as she kissed him with the same fierce need that she’d kissed me earlier.
I reached across her body, my hand wrapping around Luke’s bare cock for the first time. The sensation was electrifying, the skin silky soft over steel hardness, hot and pulsing in my grip.
“Fuck, baby. You feel amazing.” I stroked him experimentally, watching his eyes flutter closed as he dropped his head to Mioko’s neck, kissing the side of her throat.
I turned to Mioko, who was watching my hand move on Luke’s cock with parted lips and rapid breaths.
“My pet is going to fuck you good,” I told her, squeezing Luke’s cock for emphasis. “If you want it. He’s going to fill you up while I watch. Would you like that?”
She nodded, her dark eyes meeting mine. “Yes,” she whispered. “Please.”
The plea in her voice went straight to my cock. I leaned down, capturing her mouth in a deep kiss as Luke nibbled on her ear, unhooking the front clasp on her bra and pushing it aside before kissing his way across her collarbone, then down to take one dusky nipple into his mouth. Mioko gasped against my lips, her body arching into the sensation. I deepened the kiss, swallowing her moans as Luke moved to her other breast, his hand sliding up her thigh, to tease at the edge of her panties.
“You’re so beautiful,” I murmured, lifting my head to watch them together. “Both of you. So fucking beautiful.”
Luke’s mouth was working magic on Mioko’s breasts, his tongue circling her nipples before he sucked them in. His hand was between her thighs, fingers tracing the damp fabric of her panties. Each flick of his tongue made her squirm. Each touch of his fingers pulled another soft sound from her throat.
Watching him with her was intoxicating. This wasn’t jealousy—it was ownership, possession. Luke was mine, doing exactly what I wanted. And Mioko... seeing her respond to his touch, knowing she was here for us both... it made something primal and protective surge within me.
I helped Luke slide her panties down her legs. He was kissing his way across the smooth, soft skin of her stomach, nipping at her thighs. He settled between her thighs, looking up at us for approval.
“Make her feel good,” I commanded softly, running a hand down her thigh and coaxing her to spread wider for him. “Show her what that talented mouth can do.”
Luke’s smile was wicked as he lowered his head, his tongue darting out to taste her. Mioko’s gasp was sharp and sweet, and she reached for my hand. I threaded our fingers together, squeezing reassuringly as Luke’s tongue worked between her folds.
“That’s it,” I encouraged, stroking Luke’s hair with my free hand. “Good boy. Make her come on your tongue before you fuck her.”
Luke hummed in agreement, the vibration making Mioko whimper. His hands gripped her thighs, holding them apart as he devoured her, his enthusiasm evident in the wet sounds and muffled groans of pleasure.
I watched them, my heart soaring with possessiveness and affection for them both. Luke—my best friend, my other half. And Mioko—our beautiful, meddling matchmaker, now writhing under Luke’s skilled mouth while clutching my hand like a lifeline.
This was what I wanted. Not just Luke back in my life, not just sex or dominance or submission. I wanted this—the three of us together, building something new and unexpected and perfect. My best friend and our gorgeous, brave girl who saw what we needed before we did.
“That’s it,” I whispered, bending to kiss Mioko’s forehead as her breath hitched, muscles trembling with her approaching orgasm. “Let go. Show us how good he makes you feel.”
“So good,” she whimpered, thighs clenching around his head as her hips bucked up into his mouth.
She broke beautifully, her back arching off the bed, a cry tearing from her throat as Luke’s tongue pushed her over the edge. Her fingers crushed mine, her other hand fisting in Luke’s hair, holding him against her as she rode out her pleasure.
When she finally collapsed back onto the mattress, panting and flushed, Luke raised his head, his chin glistening with her arousal, his eyes finding mine.
“Good boy,” I praised, the words coming naturally. “So good for us. Now come here and fill her like she needs to be filled.”
He crawled up the bed, settling beside Mioko, who was still catching her breath. I leaned over her to kiss him, tasting Mioko on his lips, on his tongue. The combination of their flavors was intoxicating, making my cock throb with renewed need.
“You’re going to fuck her now,” I murmured against his mouth. “And I’m going to watch. And then, when you’ve made her come again, when you’ve filled her up...” I bit his bottom lip gently. “You can help me make her come again. Would you like that, pet?”
