“There’s no way I can get you deep, but I won’t say no to a challenge. Especially if my prize is you,” I say, nuzzling his shaft. I love how intensely he watches me, like he can’t believe it’s happening, because that’s how I feel as well.
My whole body aches as I kiss his shaft because I might have lost this chance if it wasn’t for my asshole drug dealer and his shitty suppressants.
I replace Kane’s hand with mine, opening my mouth as wide as I can. I get about a quarter of his cock, and even that’s such a stretch that I’m getting horny all over again. Good thing I took my face piercings out before I left my nest.
“It’s going to take a lot of practice to fit you in there. Have you done it before?” I ask Kane, and he smirks.
“I only managed about half, but my mouth is twice the size of yours.” I need the full story, and I have to know how Kane’s fake front teeth did. Was Timber’s cock powerful enough to shake them loose? Because mine are definitely rattling as I try to stop them from scraping Timber’s shaft.
“I still don’t want to lose. What do you think, Timber? How about I suck you off every day to make sure I stay supple?” I purr.
Timber replies by snarling again.
“The only problem with me wearing your shirt is that you can’t see my pussy as I suck on you.”
“There’s a way to fucking fix that,” Timber says as he yanks his arms forward, but Kane isn’t letting those reins go for anyone.
“Just wait, I’ve already got a plan,” I say.
It must be hard for Kane not to move when he’s inside Timber, but he keeps still and waits for me.
I shift my weight, lying on my side, and Kane peers at me from over our alpha’s shoulder.
“Are you going down?”
“I’m yelling Timber,” I say before I disappear under Timber’s cock, both of us snorting.
I can be the mayor of cringe when I want to be.
Lying on my back, I quickly shuffle so my head knocks against Timber’s thighs.
My back arches as my head rests on the edge of the mattress. Timber’s cock drops, resting against my cheek. I moan as he rubs against me.
His cock catches on my lips, and I part them naturally so I can lick at his shaft. It’s so perfect, and exactly what I need.
Kane still clutches his balls, blocking my view of the main event. But at least they aren’t resting on my forehead as Timber gently rocks his hips, using my face to pleasure himself.
I want to know how it is for them, but from the way Kane speeds up and Timber’s muffled shouts, I’ve got a solid idea. It’s too good; it’s so much that I whine as the weight of his cock makes me desperate for him. I feel so empty, and I need more of this.
Lifting my knees, I search for the hem of the shirt with my eyes closed.
I drag it up my stomach, exposing my shaved pussy, and spread my legs for them instantly.
Even when Timber rubs along my nose, I can still smell my slick. That’s how much I want them.
Timber and Kane struggle and argue above me, but everything is so hot and muffled under Timber’s cock that I give in to the sensations instead of trying to hear them.
I press my fingers into myself and moan as I widen to accept them. They slide in easily thanks to my previous adventures, and I sigh in relief at finally feeling something inside me again. Licking at Timber, I thrust my fingers as far as they’ll go as pleasure swells.
I tilt my head back, making it easier to stretch out my tongue so Timber can grind against it, desperately tasting him. There’s no way I could be satisfied with my fingers when his cock is so close.
As Kane releases Timber’s balls, I hear another yell, and his thrusts become wilder. I really hope they are going hard because I need Timber to come for me. The unresolved ache beating inside me will keep me on edge, along with the added bonus of feeling the veins of Timber’s cock from this angle.
I hear his sharp cry, and I know he’s nearly there. God, I want him to come inside me, but I don’t want him to think I’m just doing this because I’m horny as fuck. It’s because it’s him, and Kane, and the three of us together.
I swear Timber’s cock grows even harder. As I stretch out my tongue to lick his cockhead, he jerks his hips, and I stop him by sucking the tip. I’m at a perfect angle.
His cum spills out, and I explode with a rush of pure heat and need as coffee burns over my tongue, and sinks into my throat. I want to cry out with him, to tell him I love him, but a snap rings through my body as my perfume blooms.
