I flinch when he touches my taint, shuddering as his thumb drags down. Tingles erupt through my body as he circles my hole with his lubed-up thumb.
“Color?” His calm voice is a stark contrast to the heat in his eyes.
“Green,” I grit out, jerking in Haven’s grip as she strokes my cock with agonizing slowness.
I hate how much I crave this setup—Rooke about to fuck my ass while my girlfriend watches like she’s got a paid subscription.
“Breathe out for me,” Rooke says.
As soon as I obey, he slides a finger knuckle-deep inside me. The stretch burns in a way that’s completely foreign—and so fucking good I clench down on it with a deep-seated groan.
Haven leans in close, her breath painting warm strokes on the tip of my cock.
“Does it feel good, Kai, taking his finger like a champ?”
“Shut your mouth,” I snap at her a second before my hips lift greedily into the invasion.
Haven lets out a dark laugh and gives my cock a hard pump.
“You’re clenching my finger like a virgin,” Bastian murmurs, almost sounding amused. “I’ll have to stretch you out, or you’ll never handle my cock.”
Rooke works in a second finger and scissors them wide open, nudging my asshole in a way that shoots sparks straight up my spine. My cock is leaking steadily now, throbbing with every thrust of his fingers.
A low, “Fuuuck,” hisses out between my teeth.
“Tell me how much you love being fingered by your professor, my pathetic little simp,” Rooke murmurs.
“Fuck you, Rooke,” I rasp back, but the words are weak, my balls throbbing with betrayal at his touch.
Haven traces her tongue along the vein on my cock, little kitten licks that make me groan.
“Don’t lie, Kai,” she taunts softly. “You want this. I can feel how hard you’re throbbing for him. I think he should finger you harder…but only after you beg him to.”
Rooke’s dark eyes lock onto mine as he twists his fingers deliberately, mashing a spot inside me that makes my vision white out.
“You heard her,” he growls. He adds a third finger to the mix, and the burn blooms into filthy pleasure that has me bucking off the bed. I fist Haven’s hair, shoving her down on my cock as shame and lust and a desperate need burns hot up my neck.
She chokes, fighting me, and I relent with a deep groan.
“Not gonna beg,” I mutter.
Haven wipes a hand over her wet lips, grinning at me like a fucking devil. “You will. I know you will.”
I grab her throat, my teeth gritted as I try to deal with the sensations Rooke is forcing through my body. “Did I say you could stop sucking my cock, slut?”
She giggles when I grab the base of my cock, holding it steady as I push her head down into my lap. She sucks me in greedily, and my back arches off the bed as Rooke thrusts in and out in time with her bobbing head.
Just as I’m about to come, Haven stops.
“Jesus, why?” I try to push her down, but she twists out of my grip, shaking her head and looking over at Rooke.
“Color, Kai.” He stills with his fingers buried to the hilt. His thumb presses circles on the outside now, the pressure relentless and maddening. “Be honest, or I leave you in this pathetic, needy state for the rest of the day.”
My chest heaves while Haven cups and rolls my balls in her free hand. “Green, Kai,” she urges. “I need to see him wreck you. Please.”
“Green,” I choke out.
He rewards my admission with a full thrust that nearly sends me straight to hell.
