Sin’s breath stutters as my words hit and she peers up at me, blinking those gorgeous eyes. “Are you sure?”
“More than anything.” Now the panic from last night has faded, there’s a barely healed wound inside me. My baser instincts need the connection between us.
I need to feel her skin on my skin. To bury myself inside her.
But Sin’s tiny compared to my brutish form. Something that’s never clearer than when one of my huge hands splays over her belly.
“Micah—”
“I know, brother.” He glances at me and then twists Sin’s head, kissing her languorously, before pulling back to cup her cheek.
He stares at her with pure devotion as he tells her, “Cal’s gonna eat your gorgeous cunt and I’m going to fuck you, Sin. Stretch you out and get you nice and wet so you can take his fat cock. How does that sound?”
She swallows and nods jerkily. “Yes. To all of that.”
Micah grins. “Good. Now Cal, lay down so Sin can straddle your face and you can worship her like she deserves.”
We rearrange ourselves on the bed and I’m glad as hell this is a group activity. It might be out of the ordinary for my first time, but I need Micah here, directing things. It’s the only way I’m not freaking the fuck out about hurting Sin.
I lay back and Sin hovers over me, staring down at me with her lips slightly parted.
“Lower,” I growl, gripping onto her ass cheeks and pulling her down until she’s seated on my face. I then lap at her folds, tonguing the wetness and moaning at her taste. I lick and suckle as Sin rides me. My cock grows harder than ever and I’m half concentrating on not coming in my pants before we get started.
Then Micah thrusts into Sin from behind and she lets out this fucking glorious moan that’s going to stay in my head for eternity. She grinds harder against my tongue, and I let out a growl against her clit. I can barely breathe, but who needs oxygen when I’ve got a mouthful of my mate’s pussy?
Not for the first time, I’m thankful for my stunted tusks. If I were any other Orc, this wouldn’t be possible.
Micah thrusts harder into her, keeping up a punishing pace, and the room fills with the sounds of skin slapping on skin and moans.
Sin fucking loves it. If the ‘holy fuck, ohh holy fuckk’ she’s repeating over and over is anything to go by.
“You’re taking me so well, sweetheart. You feel like paradise. I could do this forever and never get tired of it,” Micah pants.
My cock’s spurting copious amounts of pre-cum as Sin continues to ride my face like it’s her destiny. She looks down, meeting my eyes with her lust-soaked gaze and my balls grow tight.
“Oh my fuck, I’m going to... I’m coming. Fuck. Keep doing that, Cal, I’m coming all over your face.”
My mouth fills with Sin’s arousal and I don’t let a drop go to waste, chasing the taste of her as I clean her up with long licks of my tongue. Then Micah grunts, coming hard inside her.
Sin pulls away with a little moan. “Sensitive,” she pants.
Micah leans forward, kissing her sweaty shoulder. “Not too sensitive to take Cal’s cock, are you?”
She moans against his mouth and I watch in fascination as he scissors first two and then three fingers inside her dripping cunt.
“Ready, sweetheart?” Micah asks.
“So ready.”
Sin shimmies down the bed and more pre-cum oozes out of me as she takes hold of the fat head of my cock, slowly brushing it against the dripping entrance of her cunt. We’re both soaked already and she slowly presses it against her opening, lowering herself down and sucking in a breath as I stretch her out.
My eyes don’t know where to focus. They flit from her face to her stretched out opening, and back again as she lifts up and slowly lowers down again, taking me deeper and deeper.
“Too much?” I rasp once she’s halfway seated. Her legs are trembling and I’m holding myself back from gripping her ass and pulling her down so I can fit all the way inside her.
“You’re doing so good, Sin. Watching you take him is sexy as hell. You’re like a damn queen and we’re your humble servants,” Micahbabbles. His pupils are blown and I’m pretty sure he’s off his tits right now on the lust that’s pumping out of the three of us.
“You feel incredible.” I eventually get enough control of my tongue to say that much. “Youareincredible. Perfect. Mine.”
