The sounds of a man who loved what he was doing.
I watched a bead of saliva slide down to my balls, watched his lips glisten, watched his jaw work as he swallowed around me.
My grip tightened in his hair. "Don't stop, Puppy. Keep sucking my cock."
On my other side, Kitty stirred. A sleepy smile curved her lips. "Are you two planning on leaving me out of the fun?"
“Never.”
She stretched like her namesake, all long limbs and arched back, then crawled toward me across the sheets. "You know I hate missing out."
Puppy pulled off my cock with a wet pop. His lips were swollen and glistening. "There's plenty of his cock to share."
“That’s why I love how big our master is.” Kitty scooted down and settled on my other side. Her strawberry blonde hair spilled across my thigh as she lowered her head. Her tongue darted out, tasting the base of my shaft where Puppy's hand had been.
"Master is so delicious." She hummed against my skin. "I want to die with Master’s cock in my mouth."
"Kitty," I chuckled, caressing the back of her head. "Such a wicked thing to say."
She merely grinned, pressing a soft kiss to my thigh before turning her attention back to my cock. Her lips wrapped around me, joining Puppy in their devoted worship.
Their bodies intertwined as they serviced me, hands roaming.
“My pets.” I licked my lips. “My lovers.”
Their pleasure was my pleasure.
Their satisfaction was my satisfaction.
Their joy was my joy.
I reveled in it.
Thrived in it.
Kitty licked a long stripe up one side of my cock while Puppy mirrored her on the other.
Two wet tongues.
Two warm mouths.
Two captivatingly beautiful people devoted to my pleasure.
I groaned, and they worked in tandem—sometimes in sync, sometimes in counterpoint. Kitty's tongue swirled around my tip while Puppy began to suck gently at my balls.
Then they switched, trading places with the ease of long practice.
"You know what?" I lifted my head to watch them. "Let's make this interesting."
They both paused, looking up at me with eager eyes.
"We should do a competition." I winked. "Show me what you've got. Whoever makes me feel the best gets to choose what happens next."
Kitty's eyes sparkled with challenge. Puppy's lips curved into a determined smile. And then they descended on me like I was a feast and they were starving.
Kitty struck first.
She took me deep in one smooth motion, her throat relaxing around my length like she'd been practicing for this exact moment. Her hand wrapped around the base, twisting on each stroke, and her eyes—those pretty hazel eyes—locked onto mine with pure challenge.
