“Make her come all over your tongue,” he commands, pushing deeper.“Show her how good it feels to be wrecked by you.”
Another finger joins the first, twisting, working me open as my hips grind helplessly into the air.My cock throbs, untouched and leaking, straining for release.Still, I keep my mouth locked on her clit, sucking harder, curling my fingers inside her just as she screams and clamps down around me.Her climax floods my mouth, and the sound of her breaking apart is everything.
Eddie leans down, his mouth brushing my ear, voice rough and dark.“And you—don’t you dare come until I say.”
Every muscle in me tenses.I’m shaking, aching, caught between ecstasy and agony, his fingers deep inside me, his grip on my cock unrelenting.I’m right there.Floating.Begging.
But I don’t come.
Not yet.
Her body bows with a strangled cry, back arching as she crashes into release.Her hips grind against my face, and I hold her there, mouth sealed to her, licking through every ripple of her orgasm.She tastes like sin, like victory.My jaw aches but I don’t stop—won’t stop—until she’s shivering and spent beneath me.
Eddie’s hand tightens around my cock, denying me the one thing I need.I groan into her, voice cracked and desperate, my entire body trembling with restraint.
“Fuck—” I pant, hips jerking into nothing, need crawling up my spine like fire.
Then he grabs a fistful of my hair and yanks me up.My face tips back, mouth slick with her, and he stares down at me with that goddamn smirk.Like he owns every inch of this moment.
“You’re so fucking good, B,” he purrs, thumb brushing across my swollen lower lip.“Now you know exactly how I want her eaten.”
I’m still catching my breath when he looks down at her, voice low but commanding.“Condom.Now.Get him ready.”
She moves without hesitation, still panting, her legs shaky but eager as she tears open the foil.Her eyes meet mine—wild, satisfied, and hungry all at once—as she rolls the condom over my aching cock.
“You okay?”she asks sweetly, eyes soft but wicked.
“Never better,” I breathe, brushing a kiss to her mouth just as she tears open the foil and slides the condom on.Her touch is confident, practiced, and it makes me hiss through clenched teeth.I’m straining—aching—for her.
“I’m going to come,” I warn, my voice already wrecked.
“Don’t you fucking dare,” Eddie snaps, his voice sharp, commanding.
“You’re being too bossy,” Cleo glares over at him, narrowing her eyes.
“You don’t want his cock, princess?”he fires back, cocking a brow.
“Oh, I do.”Her smile turns sinful as she lies back, opening her legs just for me.“I want him to fuck me.Now.”
Eddie steps away—but only just—giving me space while his presence still burns against my back.“You heard her,” he growls, dark and rough.“Fuck our princess.”
I crawl over her, one hand braced beside her head, the other guiding myself to her entrance.She’s still soaked, her thighs trembling, her body open and wanting.
I push in with a low groan, slow, deep, savoring the first stretch as her walls grip me.
Then I hear it—another foil tearing.
My eyes fly open just as I bottom out inside her, and I feel him.Eddie.His lubed fingers slide back between my cheeks, and then—his cock presses against my entrance.
“Don’t stop,” he growls at me.“Keep fucking her.”
I gasp, the sound guttural and stunned, body seizing between the two of them.
“You’re gonna take me now,” he whispers against the back of my neck, dark and feral.“Feel her around your cock and me in your ass.You were made for this, Barret.”
He pushes forward, steady and unrelenting, stretching me inch by inch while I thrust into her.The pressure builds—everywhere—maddening and exquisite.I can’t breathe.I can’t think.I can only feel—him behind me, her beneath me, their bodies wrapped around mine, claiming me from both ends.
Her nails rake down my back, anchoring me to the moment as I fight to hold it together.My cock pulses inside her; Eddie’s cock drags against something deep and electric inside me.The rhythm is slow, punishing, euphoric.
