“Yes,” Beau panted, looking at us. “Iris, sit on his face. He needs to be used.”
“I don’t think?—”
“Sit on my fucking face, Iris, like it’s your goddamn throne,” I growled, pulling her up again, throwing her legs over my face.
“Listen, Sweets.” Beau helped her sit over my face. “If he says sit, then sit the fuck down.”
I moaned as Beau pulled back and thrust into me tentatively. Iris was sitting too high and I pulled her down, licking her sweet pussy.
“Fuck, Nash,” Iris mewled, rolling her hips over my eager mouth.
“Does he feel good, Sweets?” Beau grunted, fucking into me at a steady pace.
“So, fucking good!” She yelled the last word as I sucked on her clit. “Yes, yes, yes.”
I kissed her clit ready to suck on it again when Beau said, “Iris up.”
I growled as she swung her leg over and Beau pulled out of me, yanking my hips up and flipping me over.
“Fuck your wife, Cowboy,” Beau snapped, as Iris laid down where I just was.
I crawled over her, kissing her passionately, feeling like this wasn’t enough and I needed them immediately. Iris grabbed my cock, lining us up, rubbing her pussy with my cock until I thrust into her. Her back bowed as she moaned loudly, giving me great access to her neck. I kissed and sucked the base of her neck,needing to leave my mark on her. Everyone needed to know she was ours.
Beau kissed the middle of my back, lining himself with my needy hole entering me in one thrust, pushing me into Iris. We moaned together, the connection to the two people I loved the most had me feeling feral. I pulled out of Iris only to fuck myself on Beau, the motion zapping pleasure down my spine. I thrusted into Iris and fucked myself back onto Beau.
“Look at you fucking us, such a fucking good boy.” Beau thrusted into me.
I groaned as he grazed my prostate pushing me into Iris again and my stomach clenched in pleasure.
“Nash,” Iris whined, trailing her hand down her stomach, circling her clit with her nimble fingers.
“Come on my cock, wife,” I growled, snapping my hips forward fucking them, giving them pleasure as I chased my own.
“Yes, yes, yes!” Iris yelled, as her pussy clamped down on my cock, the tight fit even more snug as she came.
I pistoned into her, chasing my orgasm.
“That’s right, Cowboy, fuck us good,” Beau grunted, his grip on my hips tightening.
I shouted my release, pushing my face into Iris’ neck as Beau took over thrusting into me, hitting my prostate repeatedly. Just when I thought it was over, Beau grunted his release making me come again. The last wave of pleasure made me shiver as I kissed Iris’s throat.
“Fuck, we have to do that again tonight!” Beau kissed my shoulder.
Iris chuckled. “Maybe you can both fuck my pussy tonight.
I groaned into her neck. “Fuck, Iris you can’t say shit like that.” I felt my cock trying to rally again.
Beau laughed. “Just something we can look forward to.”
“I just don't wanna be hard throughout the wedding,” I whined, picturing us fucking Iris at the same time.
Iris laughed, kissing me softly. I deepened the kiss, nipping at her lip before turning to receiving a kiss from Beau and my heart felt full. I was lucky at this second chance with them and at a life I could be proud of.
“You may kiss your husbands and you may kiss your wife.”
Iris yelled and clapped as tears fell down her cheeks. Her brother, Theo, was getting married to Nova, Colt and Atlas. It wasn’t legal, but it was their commitment ceremony. Watching them get married made me feel extremely guilty. Iris should have had this. We should have gotten married surrounded by her family. I should have been a better man and insisted on it.
Iris whistled loudly as they turned to us and little Sol ran up to them. Theo caught her, picking her up and kissing her cheek. Iris’s brothers, Luke and Jude, were here with us and their partners. I still couldn’t believe every sibling had their own group of lovers. It was wild and weirdly comforting because there was no judgement, only love.
