She whimpers, hips pushing up toward my mouth with desperate need. I pull back, making her chase the sensation.
I groan at her eagerness, her surrender. It’s intoxicating. I gather saliva in my mouth before letting it fall in a thick stream onto her pussy, watching as it mingles with her own wetness. My fingers spread it around, circling her clit.
“Look how wet you are for Daddy,” I murmur, rubbing faster as her breathing grows ragged.
When I feel her tensing, approaching the edge, I lean down and carefully take her clit between my teeth, applying just enough pressure to make her gasp. The nip sends her bucking against my face, a strangled sound tearing from her throat around Ryder’s cock.
Her body tenses, thighs quivering uncontrollably. I press deeper, gripping her hips to anchor her as she shatters. Without warning, her release floods my mouth, hot and sweet. A fucking squirter—perfect. I growl against her flesh, drinking down every drop, my cock throbbing with need as she writhes against my face.
When the last tremor subsides, I rise to my knees, chin slick with her pleasure.
“Your turn, counselor,” I nod to Liam. “Let’s see whose mouth she prefers.”
Liam’s eyes flash with competitive fire. “Gladly.”
The challenge hangs between us. It’s not just about her pleasure anymore—it’s about dominance. Which of us can make her come harder, make her scream louder. The thought of competing with him sends unexpected heat through my veins.
Ryder pulls free of Cora’s mouth, leaving her gasping. “Why don’t you test her mouth out now, Dom? I could give you some attention while you do.”
I narrow my eyes at him. His offer is tempting—too tempting. “Why don’t you give Liam that attention instead?”
Ryder smirks, running his tongue across his bottom lip. “You’ll break in the end, Vega.” He shrugs, turning toward Liam. “But I’m game if you are.”
Liam doesn’t hesitate. He positions himself in doggy position, head between Cora’s thighs, ass raised. Perfect access for Ryder to suck his cock. The sight of them is arousing—Liam’s muscled back arching as Ryder grips his hips, both men hard and ready.
I move to Cora’s head, stroking her flushed cheek. “Open.”
Her lips part obediently, and I slide inside her warm mouth. The sensation is exquisite—hot, wet suction that makes my eyes nearly roll back. I thread my fingers through her hair, guiding her rhythm.
“Fuck,” I groan, watching her take me deeper into her throat.
Below, Liam’s tongue laps against her pussy, his fingers pumping steadily inside her. Cora’s eyes grow hazy with pleasure, her focus dissolving as she’s worked from both ends. The vibrations of her moans around my cock nearly push me over the edge.
Liam pulls back suddenly, his breath coming in short pants. His hair is mussed, lips glistening with Cora’s arousal. He looks over his shoulder at Ryder, who’s still sucking his cock.
“Fuck,” he groans, eyes half-lidded with pleasure. “Ryder’s goddamn mouth is good.”
He turns back to Cora, running his fingers through her folds. “And you, Pike—you taste like fucking heaven.”
I watch him dive back between her thighs with renewed hunger, his tongue flattening against her clit before circling it.Cora’s back arches off the bed as far as her restraints allow, her mouth still hollowing around my cock.
My attention drifts to where Ryder kneels behind Liam, one hand gripping the lawyer’s hip while the other strokes his own cock. There’s something mesmerizing about watching Ryder take Liam into his mouth—the sheer shamelessness of it, the way he moans around Liam’s length as though he’s the one receiving pleasure.
I never expected to find this so arousing. Two powerful men reduced to primal need. Ryder’s technique is clearly expert—Liam’s composure is cracking with each bob of Ryder’s head. The gambler’s enthusiasm is genuine; his eyes closed in concentration as he takes Liam deeper.
“Christ,” I mutter, unable to tear my gaze away from them.
Something shifts inside me—a door opening to possibilities I hadn’t considered. The sight of Ryder’s lips stretched around Liam’s cock sends heat racing through my veins. I wonder how those lips would feel wrapped around me.
These thoughts should disgust me. Instead, they only heighten my arousal.
Liam’s hips stutter in a rhythm that matches the movement of his tongue against Cora. The three of them create a circuit of pleasure that I’m both inside and observing. Power flows between us, shifting and evolving.
I grip Cora’s hair tighter, guiding her rhythm as I watch Ryder devour Liam’s cock hungrily.
I watch Liam’s skilled tongue work Cora’s pussy, his technique aggressive yet precise. Her body responds beautifully, tensing beneath his mouth as he sucks her clit between his lips. When she comes, her back arches off the bed, her mouth falling away from my cock as a cry tears from her throat.
“Fuck, that’s hot,” I growl, stroking myself as Cora trembles through her orgasm.
