I whimper as he presses in further, pain stinging before euphoria rises as he gives me another inch, then two, stretching me wider.
There are a lot of firsts here tonight, but this… this has to take the cake. Every time I’ve ever thought of ass play before, I thought it was a terrible idea. But now, in the moment, I’m not sure I’ve ever wanted anything more.
“You have my cock so fucking hard,” Viktor growls, sinking his lips into mine.
I hush out his growl with a moan as my lips press against his.
Ryan digs deeper and his body goes stiff, pressing into me with purpose, a moan escaping him as he comes.
My core shakes, trembling hard as all three men hold me in place, every nerve in my body desperate for release.
Viktor looks toward me, his gaze hot and heavy before he flips me over and growls in my ear, “You’re mine now.”
Chapter Twenty-Four
Viktor
Everleigh is wound so tight, desperate for release. Seeing that sweet little mouth part while she waits for my cock is about all I can take. She’s fucking gorgeous, and I’m rock fucking hard, ready to claim her, and make her mine for good. Though, that part, I’ll keep to myself.
The truth is, I’m warming to the idea of sharing. It means she has three men at her beck and call, three men holding her safe, and if anything happens to me, which very well could at any moment, I know she has someone who loves the fuck out of her at her side.
Ryan and Max take hold of her front as I make my way behind her, that round, curved ass begging to be spanked.
“Don’t even think about it,” she says, twisting her head back as my hand glazes over top her round ass.
I growl. “I thought we discussed how you weren’t giving orders.”
She narrows her gaze twisting onto her back, that pink, swollen pussy juicy and wet, fucked so many times now it’s relaxed and ready.
“If you’re spanking my ass,” she says, “I’m spanking yours.”
I grin. “You’re spanking my ass?”
She nods. “That seems fair, right?”
I think about her request. It’s not something I’d let just anyone do, but she has a point, and I want her to feel safe.
“If it makes you comfortable,” I say. “Spank me.”
She considers my statement as she lays back, her pussy up for buffet, the men beside her stroking their cocks near her lips, inadvertently begging to be sucked.
“So you want me to reach back and smack your ass?”
“If that makes you feel better.”
She shrugs. “It kind of does.”
“Then do it.”
She considers it again, thinking long and hard before reaching out toward Max’s cock. “Not now, I just wanted to know you’d let me.” Her lips run over top of Max’s waiting dick as I stare down at her ass, holding my cock at the entrance of her pussy before thrusting in.
“Spank me, Viktor,” she begs. “Tell me what a bad girl I’ve been.”
“Is that what you think?” I groan. “You think I’m spanking you because you’re a bad girl?”
She nods, stroking both cocks as she tries to look back toward me.
I run my hand down over top her soaked pussy. “I’d never tell you that you were a bad girl. It’s not possible.”
