There’s only trust and adoration as she nods, making me grin.
“Do you need pain to come on Harlan’s face, baby?” I ask.
Kissing down her throat, I drag my teeth down her skin, making her shiver.
“Yes. Please,” she whispers.
“Such a good little omega,” I praise. “Ask and you shall receive, Spitfire. I just won’t tell you when. Want to play with me?”
“Yes.”
That’s all it takes for my control to fray, and I suck hard on her neck, marking her as she moans. I know for a fact that she keeps extra clothes in her locker. I’ll have to recommend that she wear a mock turtleneck under her corset.
I’ve seen her wear these little lace things under her shirts. That’ll do just fine.
My hands continue to squeeze and torture her tits, her nipples hard as diamonds as she rides Harlan’s face. Hearing the wetness of her slick as he fucks her cunt, I groan as it gets heavier. Pinching her nipples hard, I enjoy her scream of surprise and pain before I bite down on her shoulder.
“Atta girl,” Harlan groans as she explodes on his face. He laps at her cum, happy to continue to finger fuck her through her orgasm. “I think you need to fuck her now, Syrus. She’s so wet. Goddamn.”
“Mmmm. Do you want my cock, pretty girl?” I ask Silva, continuing to kiss her.
Whining in agreement, her hands move from my hair to open my pants and release my cock. Fisting my girth, she pumps my shaft, and I drop my head back. Damn, I’m already missing her kisses.
“Up on your knees, baby. The rule is you let me do all the work, okay? If I hear you hiss in pain that I’m not giving you, we stop.”
“Okay,” she breathes, shifting up. Harlan makes his escape, moving to sit on the couch to watch.
“You’re such a voyeur," I tease him as he pulls his cock out to stroke himself.
“I’ve never pretended to be anything else,” he grins, biting his fist as my cock slowly disappears into Silva’s cunt. “Fuck, that’s hot. I bet she’s squeezing you so good. There’s nothing better than a pussy snuggle from Silva, unless it’s a throat hug.”
“I’m feeling a little hungry,” she purrs, whimpering as she takes every inch of my thick cock.
“Do you need to suck his cock, Spitfire?” I ask. “I bet a belly full of cum will help your attitude.”
Palming her ass, I pull her down my shaft, forcing her to take me deeper as her fingers dig into my forearms. Her mouth is open in a silent gasp.
“You’re doing so good,” I praised her. “My cock is getting strangled by your sweet cunt. Fuck, you’re amazing.”
“I suppose it’s like getting fucked by a tree branch,” Harlan murmurs, staring at my cock. “Goddamn, you’re big.”
“Stop…staring at my cock,” I rasp.
“I wonder if I could suck it,” he muses. “That thing might just be lickable…”
“Harlan!” Silva yells.
“Fine, fine,” he sighs, pushing his pants down more as he gets onto his knees next to us. His cock juts out long and proud, his hair pulled up like it usually is. I swear, he enjoys being an asshole, and his sky blue eyes sparkle with mischief. “Suck on my cock to help distract yourself from Syrus’ big dick, baby. I’ll be your personal pacifier any day.”
My eyes roll in derision, but Silva’s mouth greedily opens, and her tongue sticks out.
“Spit in her mouth,” I grunt, watching them. “Give her a little extra lube to help her swallow your cock.”
Smirking, Harlan doesn’t hesitate, and a long string of spit drops into Silva’s mouth before he chases it down with his dick. He only gives her the tip at first, staying close to her body so she doesn’t strain her neck. Her hair is up in one of her infamous messy bun, and Harlan fists it as he thrusts his hips shallowly into her mouth.
Using this to my advantage, I rock my hips up, as I pull her down my cock. She gets wetter as she sucks on Harlan’s crown, and I groan as she relaxes enough to take another third of my cock.
I know I’m a lot, which means I try my best to be careful with her. I don’t want to hurt her, not unless she wants me to.
