I invited them to the club to help me test Alena. I needed “strangers” I trust. And oddly, I hope Alena can feel our bond here. I may need it one day.
Turning to “Harry” as he approaches, I know who he really is. Not just as an actor on the big screen, but the man from our chats. He’s shared things with me his fans can’t know, and I’ve shared how I understand; I have a closeted brother who fears he’ll lose his career if he comes out.
In an email months ago, Harry asked if I was bi like him.
I told him all I’ve known is falling in love with one woman and wanting her so much that my soul hurt. I think I made him swoon. “So, to be honest,” I wrote, “as long as I’m with her, I’ll do anything to please her.”
“It would please me,” he replied, “to please you both.”
It makes me sweat even more as Harry joins us now. I whisper to Alena, once more, “You sure, Babygirl?”
We’ve talked about this, about Harry wanting to please us, but now, it’s real.
She turns, searching my eyes. So fucking sweet when she says, “I’m sure I want you to explore your pleasure, like you’ve helped me explore mine. Even if it’s only for a night, right?”
No, for a lifetime, Babygirl.
Rip out my soul and take it. It’s yours.
And I can’t deny how hard it makes my dick—curious to know what this will feel like with her. It makes me come so hard inside Alena every time she tempts me with it.
“Kneel,” I order Harry.
He obeys, and it’s comical; he’s so tall, it’s like he’s still standing, even when he’s on his knees. I warned him I’m a Dom, and he said he’d be disappointed if I weren’t.
Shifting our bodies, I fist my swollen dick, sliding my shaft between Alena’s wet pussy lips. She moans as I aim my tip, rubbing it over her hard clit, mixing my precum with hers.Fuck, she’s heaven.
“Lick us,” I tell him, watching him smirk as he lowers his lips to where I’m joined with Alena.
Tugging her hair, I nuzzle her forehead to mine.I need Alena for this.I have no idea how this will feel, but as long as I’m with her, I’m alive. I’m okay. I’m?—
Oh fuck.
Holy fuck, a man’s warm tongue is licking my dick. Fuck!
He drags it, wet and flat,up my swollen shaft, making it throb before he flicks my sensitive frenulum, and Alena cries out—he must be licking her clit. The sounds of her pleasure break something inside me.
Chains—gone.
Control—overrated.
Claim—required.
Dropping my hips, I fist my base, aiming my cock for her center, my soul. Alena’s everything I seek, and when I feel a big, manly hand wrap around my shaft, guiding my hard dick into her wet pussy, she cries out, and so do I.
Fuck, fuck.I take her lips, swallowing her scream with my kiss.I need Alena’s kiss.I need her sweet pussy more than my breath. I pound into it, but goddamn, the mouth tonguing our fuck feels so fucking good.
How can it not?
“Oh my god,” she rasps over my lips. “Oh god, he’s sucking my clit. Oh fuck. Is he licking your dick?” She trembles. “Oh fuck, it turns me on if he is.”
“Yes,” I groan. “Oh fuck, Babygirl, yes, he’s licking my dick while I fuck your pussy.” Goddamn, just telling her makes me want to blow.
Harry cups my balls, and I grunt. He reaches up, pinching Alena’s nipple, and I don’t kill him when she moans.
“Fuck, Daddy, your big cock fucking her dripping pussy tastes so good.” I hear Harry’s deep voice, taunting between our legs. I hear his zipper dragging down, the distinctshlappingsound of him jerking his cock off for this makes Alena moan into our kiss.
There are others in the room; I can hear them doing fuck-knows-what watching our threesome, and I don’t care.
