“Let me help my girl out,” Izzy says with a lazy smile. “Syrus, this one sucks and vibrates. Your dick is going to get a nice massage.”
“Mmm. Bring it. The knot is already in. It’s almost as big as it can get,” he says.
“You’re packing dangerous equipment,” I tease, catching my breath. “You’d be insufferable if you had a knot.”
“Your dick barely fits through doors as it is now,” Harlan snorts, playing along.
“No chatter from the peanut gallery,” Syrus mutters, his lips curled into a grin. “Hurry up, Izzy. I’m really fucking close. I swear, my balls are dry and I don’t think I have any more cum.”
“I’ll have mercy,” Izzy smirks, moving the toy until my clit is where the air suction thingy is. Turning it on low, he makes sure it can’t be thrown off before turning it up to a higher setting. It’s long and flat outside of the vibration and sucker, which allows me to ride a cock and get off.
I fucking love toys so much.
Izzy sets the pace as he fucks me up and down Syrus’ cock.
“Oh…oh fuck,” I cry out. The toy is sucking and vibrating my clit, and following every movement like it’s getting paid.
“Mmm. So fucking sexy,” Harlan groans, watching me. “Bite your beta, sweetness. I want to watch. He’s yours.”
Nodding, I feel a flush of heat wash over me. Oh my God. This feels so good. My thighs are shaking as I bounce on Syrus’ cock and I swear my happiest moments are when one of their dicks are rearranging my guts.
My teeth fucking ache, and I squeeze the back of Sy’s neck as I kiss and suck down the side of his throat.
“Where everyone can see it, Spitfire,” he rasps, groaning as my cunt begins to strangle him.
Fuck, fuck, I’m going to come.
“So come,” Izzy whispers in my ear.
Oops, I said that out loud. Biting down on where Sy’s throat connects to his shoulder, I feel a rush of pleasure.
“Fuck yes,” Izzy groans, biting me in the exact spot I bit Syrus.
Screaming, I find myself falling off the edge of my release, and pumped full of cum in both holes. A feeling of rightness hits me, and the intense need to fuck, cum, and be covered in it begins to pass.
Gasping for breath, I drop my head back against Izzy, whimpering as the toy continues to push after shocks through my body.
“Help,” I whimper.
“Death by vibrator,” Syrus chuckles, careful as he detaches the toy and tosses it aside.
Harlan raises his eye at it as it continues to vibrate, and pokes at the toy until it turns off.
“It won’t bite you,” Kyren chuckles, popping him in the back of the head.
“Children,” Syrus smirks, looking happy and sated.
He’s still firmly connected to me with the knot, and I find that I don’t want to move yet.
“Yes, Daddy?” I ask, sighing happily.
His cock twitches, still erect and thick, and Izzy whimpers as I clench around both of them.
“You’re bad,” Syrus murmurs, kissing the tip of my nose.
Harlan breathes in deeply, relaxing deeper into the mattress.
“The gremlins are done with their heat,” he mumbles. “Oh my God, you two are amazing and also have an incredible way of feeding off each other.”
