Because this wasn't just about pleasure to him. It felt like more, as if he was chasing something he needed, and I was desperate to give it to him. My man. Both of them, but right now I was here to please Cy. My hand found his balls and kept moving back, between his legs, until I felt that pucker. Then I played. My nails prevented more, but Cy didn't seem to care. As I pressed and circled his asshole, the man pumped his dick deeper and faster.
A groan slipped from him. His balls were so tight, and I could feel him swelling in my mouth, so I moaned in excitement. Cy's breath was coming hard and fast, and I knew he was close. Then he pushed just a little too deep. I felt my throat tense, but Cy didn't stop. He kept going, abusing me the way he'd promised, and I loved it.
"Open your fucking eyes," Luke demanded.
Mine snapped open and I looked up just as Cy opened his to look down. Our gazes met and his entire body bucked, losing the rhythm even as he tensed. His mouth parted, his breath hung, and then he groaned deeply just as warmth flooded the back of my throat. I swallowed, refusing to give him up as I did so, and the man's knees dipped, but he caught himself. For a second, he just panted, still holding my eyes, and then he carefully slid from my lips.
"Shit," Cy breathed.
But Luke slid an arm around his waist, pulling the man back against his chest. "Oh, you're not done, big boy. Violet, back on the bed. Legs open. Now it's your turn."
Well, well, it seemed that Luke had been learning a few things while he played with the boys. I really liked this new control thing he had going on, so I obeyed, sitting on the bed before scooting back just enough and spreading my legs. Then, just to make it clear that enjoying their strength wasn't the same thing as becoming submissive, I reached down and slid my middle finger through my folds.
Both men watched, but Luke nudged Cy forward. "You once said you wanted a lesson, Cy. I think now is the perfect time."
"Then I expect a demonstration," Cy taunted.
Luke grabbed my thigh, spread me a little more, then leaned in to press his mouth right across my clit. He sucked at that thing hard, sending a jolt of pleasure straight up my spine. I leaned back, both hands dropping to the bed to hold me halfway up, and simply gasped. Then the bastard flicked the tip of his tongue across it, making me aware of just how sensitive I was now.
"Lick," Luke ordered. "Suck. Shove some fingers in her and fuck her with your hand. She got you off, so show her how you like it."
"And you?" I asked even as I crooked a finger, calling Cy closer to my pussy.
Luke smiled deviously. "I'm going to give him exactly what he's giving you." And he stroked himself again, making it clear what he meant. "You said you like to watch, right? Well, it seems I really like to fuck this man, and I'm a bit of an exhibitionist. Enjoy the show."
"Oh, nowthatis sexy," I moaned as Cy pressed his hand against the inside of my thigh and licked his way from my entrance up to my clit.
Then, just like Luke had directed, he sucked, but Cy really didn't need lessons. I got the impression that he thought he did, but he was so wrong. His tongue knew exactly how to touch me, and his mouth had no problem working me higher and higher. I reached down for Cy's head, holding him where I wanted, but my eyes were on Luke as he lined himself up and then pressed in.
Cy moaned right across my clit, and it felt good. Luke thrust, pressing Cy's face even deeper into me, and I loved it. The best part was how Luke caught my eye, watching me like we were partners in crime, tormenting this amazing man between us, and I loved it.
I didn't always want to be the one in the middle. Sometimes, I wanted to be the one giving, not taking. The problem was that the things Cy did with his mouth were just too good. Holding his head with one hand, I used the other to brace against the bed, and bucked my hips into his face, grinding against him to take what I wanted. My hips pumped. Behind him, Luke thrust. Together, we used Cy's body to make ourselves feel so damned good, and Cy just kept going.
He moaned. He groaned. He pushed back to drive Luke deeper, braced his forearms on the bed as he grabbed my hips with one hand, and he pushed two fingers from the other into my body. It was almost like we were daring each other to show off, trying to prove something, but I wasn't sure what.
All I knew was that seeing a gun pointed at him had made me realize that I couldn't lose him. None of them. I loved us, as a group, and each man as an individual, but I needed them to know that I was not the weak one here. I never would be. Our strength was in how we worked together, knowing each of us would fill in the gaps another lacked. Cy was brave, proud, and so damned strong, but he was also mine. This man was a part of me I couldn't live without.
He had been so worried about me, but we had been worried about him too. I knew he'd been trying to protect me, but now Luke was trying to protect him. This was why we worked. It was what made the insanity of our relationship so seamless. We didn't have to be everything for each other. We just had to be our thing, and it worked. It didn't matter if that was making sure each other was ok, or the way Luke read my face and knew to fuck a little faster, because what Cy was doing had me so close.
"Make her cum, Cy," Luke begged. "Fuck, your ass feels good, but I want to see our girl lose control."
Cy's hand pulled me harder onto his face. Luke thrust in time with him, and then Cy's mouth began to suck at me in the most amazing way. Short pulses rippled over my clit just as he curled his fingers inside me, and I couldn't take any more. My thighs tightened around his neck, my hips rocked hard, and then the pleasure took over and I came hard.
I could feel the walls of my pussy clenching against Cy's hand, but euphoria made me not care at all. Nothing mattered but the intensity of pleasure and the pair of green eyes watching me as Luke rolled his hips into Cy's ass, grunting in approval as I came undone before him.
Then Cy braced both of his hands down on the bed, letting me go completely. He was breathing hard and made no effort to wipe his face clean. Instead, he pushed back into Luke, grunting louder each time, but Luke wasn't any better. The sounds they made were primal, carnal, and so incredibly masculine that I loved listening to them. For just a moment, I got to lie there and watch as these two amazing men chased their own pleasure, lost in each other's body.
Then Luke reached around Cy's hip and grabbed his dick, using the rocking of their bodies to drive Cy's hard-on through Luke's fist. I could see the head swell, the pre-cum dripping from Cy's excitement, and the muscles in Luke's forearm standing out under his skin. They were the most beautiful thing I could imagine like this. It was like watching a fantasy I hadn't yet had the chance to imagine on my own play out before my eyes.
Luke's mouth was pressed close against Cy's back. Cy's head was down as he lost himself in the sensations. For just a moment, their bodies danced together, and then Cy reached back to grab Luke, holding him close. I heard him gasp, huffing out the air right afterwards, and then he threw his head back. The groan that fell out was long and deep, but Luke kept going, kept pumping into his body, breathing hard each time he slid into Cy's ass, until Cy finally gave in.
He came, spilling long jets of cum onto the blankets between us, and still Luke thrust, refusing to give up until Cy finally dropped his head back down. As if that was some kind of sign, Luke sucked in a breath and buried himself in Cy's ass, closing his eyes as he came, his hands clinging to Cy's skin for support.
"Shit," Luke breathed, dropping his brow against Cy's back just so he could kiss the man's skin. Then the pair paused, struggling just to breathe. "Please tell me that was all you hoped for, Violet."
"You have no idea," I admitted, scooting back onto the bed. "I also share, because I have a feeling our hero might need to recover after that."
"You have no idea," Cy muttered, shifting his hips to slide off of Luke and then crawling his way up to claim the middle of the bed. "And when I catch my breath, I'm going to return the favor. Don't even care which one of you is where."
