Page 118 of Graves


Font Size:

He’s so goddamned sexy like this, and I can’t help how badly I want him, too, especially when his tongue darts out to run along his bottom lip. Instead of taking his hands, I grab his neck and pull him into a hard kiss, ultimately spit-roasting Collins between us.

She gags and moans around my cock as I claim Riley’s mouth. He tastes like her when my tongue meets his, and it’s got my cock twitching, ready to fucking blow.

Pulling back to meet his glazed-over gaze, I can’t help but smile. He may be fucking her, but he’s putty in our hands, and that alone is a turn on. Riley’s not dominant; he’s a soft top, and he’s fucking perfect for us.

“She wants it deeper,” I mutter, grabbing each of his hands, “and you’re going to give it to her.”

His eyes widen, and he looks a little panicked, so I add, “She knows her limits, baby. She will tell you if it’s too much.”

Slowly, I guide one of his hands up and around until we meet Collins’ throat. Meanwhile, I’m barely hanging onto my orgasm that she’s threatening to suck from my body through my cock.

“Pull her up against your chest,” I manage to say before throwing myself back against the pillows, popping free from Collins’ mouth.

She whimpers, but it quickly morphs into a borderline pornographic moan when Riley follows my instruction and pulls her up until their bodies are flush.

His face is buried in her neck, kissing and nipping at the skin there, which has her crying out, all kinds of sinful sounds falling from her lips. I wrap my hand back around my cock, now desperate to come with them because I can tell they’re both riding the edge, trying to hold off the inevitable orgasm they’re pulling from one another.

“You like when I fuck you like this?” he asks, his voice low, sounding unlike himself—all grit and gravel. I think my brain short-circuits.

Collins must notice, too, because I watch her eyes roll back. “Fuck yes.” She’s barely able to mumble the words in between Riley’s thrusts. “Oh my g—fuuuuck, right there,” is what follows as she pants and moans and grits through her teeth. “So fucking good, I’m gonna come soon.”

I’d usually tell Riley to touch her clit to give her what she needs, but I’m starving for them all over again.

Pushing up to my knees, I move closer until my chest is flush with hers, and her body bumps against mine as Riley continues to impale her on his cock.

“You two are so fucking sexy together,” I whisper against her lips when I grab her face before kissing her deeply. I guide my cock, slick with precum, until it meets her clit and I thrust.

I’m not inside of her, but this sensation is just as heady because not only am I helping her out, but my cock also brushes against Riley’s. Feeling him move in and out of her tight pussy has me nearly seeing stars.

“Fuuuuck,” Riley moans, his forehead dropping to the back of Collins’ shoulder. He looks up at me when I push my cock forward again, our combined arousal slickening my length as I glide smoothly against her clit and through her lips until I touch his thrusting cock.

My free hand reaches out, banding around Riley’s lower back, smashing all three of us impossibly closer. “I can’t wait to feel your pussy stretch around the two of us one day, Stardust.”

They both moan, but Riley barely chokes out, “I’m gonna come.”

“Yes,” Collins hisses when I brush her clit over and over, “come inside me, Ri.”

Her green eyes meet mine, “Creed,” she whispers, and my cock throbs at the sound of my name on her lips. We may all be together in this, but there’s something so fucking sexy about her crying out for me while being fucked by another man. No, not another man,Riley.Call it selfish, but I fucking love it. Just as much as I love it when she cries his name while riding me into oblivion.

“Come with me,” she squeaks out, and I can tell she’s not just begging me, but it’s also a plea for Riley. She loves it when we finish together, and honestly, I can’t blame her. I love that shit, too.

It only takes a handful of thrusts before Riley moans into Collins’ shoulder, his movements stuttering as he releases inside of her. Collins cries out, her orgasm ripping through her, and she sinks her nails into my bicep. The feel of both of them fluttering and pulsing with their orgasm has my balls drawing up tight. Riley’s cock starts to slip free of her pussy, and I can feel him trying not to slump over, completely spent.

I push them both back until they’re lying, Collins stacked on top of Riley.

I’ve got her legs thrown over my shoulders, and my cock buried deep inside of her pussy before Riley’s cum has a chance to drip free. I pound into her, their combined releases making the sloppiest sounds with every thrust, and it’s music to my fucking ears.

“This pussy is fucking divine, baby,” I grit out, bending her in half so I can kiss her hard.

Riley looks blissed out beneath her, his hands lazily exploring her body while I fuck her into oblivion.

“You want your sweet little pussy filled up with both of our loads, huh?”

She nods, her hands gripping my waist, pulling me against her harder. “Please, please, please,” she begs, and with that, I’m gone.

“Fuuuuuck.” I bury myself to the hilt as my orgasm slams through me, and I pour myself deep inside of her.

Keeping myself buried inside of her, I lean down until the three of us are stacked, and I press my lips to Collins’, this time slow and deep.