Page 133 of Breaking Out


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Reese said, “Like that?”

And Mati gasped, thrusting into David with renewed power. “Yes. That’s it. Do you feel it, David? Reese is helping me.”

David forced his eyes open to see Reese plastered against her back, his hips working with hers, his strength stabilizing her when she would have bounced right off David.

“Now we’re both fucking you,” Mati said, and David cried out. The image of their faces, focused on him, sheened with sweat, would be seared into his brain forever.

Mati groaned again. “God, that feels good.”

“What?” David groaned. “Tell me.”

He was addicted to Mati’s voice sharing her every filthy thought, even if it would be his undoing.

“His cock is running along my back,” Mati gasped. “His hips are helping me fuck you harder. Better.”

“Fuck,”Reese muttered, his hands digging into David’s hips.

The next thrust almost tipped David onto his stomach on the bed. He clenched his hands into the sheets to anchor himself and held on for dear life. He thought he should be helping. Talking. Encouraging.Moving. But he couldn’t. Mati and Reese had fried his brain.

The pleasure grew and grew, swelling until his skin felt too small. Mati was still saying unspeakably dirty things that lit his brain on fire, and he let her words rain over him. Every thrust forced another noise from him, a series of loud, desperateahshe couldn’t control and didn’t attempt to.

Four hands held him to the earth. Two wrapped around his thighs below his hips and two running over his back and ass. His only warning was when one of those disappeared.

His brain registered the high whine before he could begin to make sense of the vibrations flowing through the cock in his ass. He cried out, thrashing against the bed as Mati and Reese continued to fuck him.

“Fuck,fuck, I can’t…”

David didn’t know what he’d been planning to say.

“We’ve got you. We’ll take care of you, baby,” Mati said, her voice hoarse and breath short.

David keened, his orgasm looming, just out of reach. “Please, Mati,” he begged.

“Fuck, Reese, help him up,” Mati said, clamping her hands around his hips and hauling him with her as she sat back on her heels.

David tried help, to lever himself up, but his legs were Jell-O, his arms trembling. Reese crawled in front of him, lifting him to sit on Mati’s lap and lodge that long cock deeper. He whimpered, grinding down on it.

Reese cupped his face in one hand, his gaze sweet and concerned. David blinked at him, so lost he didn’t see Reese reach out until he’d wrapped David’s cock in a tight fist and drew it from stem to tip.

David came apart at the seams.

He crushed Reese to him, panting against his cheek as every nerve ending in his body coiled inward and exploded out. He shouted insensibly, his hips moving, outside his control, bouncing on Mati’s lap. She steadied him, encouraged him, until the sheer, overwhelming pleasure left him in a rush and he slumped into Reese’s arms.

Reese carefully helped him off Mati’s cock and laid him down on the bed with gentle kisses to his cheeks, eyelids, and mouth. He told David he was beautiful and told him what an amazing job he’d done.

David barely registered the frantic tearing of Velcro straps a moment before Reese was tackled onto his back beside David and Mati was straddling him. David stared, the fog of arousal still thick in his head, as Reese grabbed her hips and she sat on his cock. Mati threw her head back, their cries and gasps frantic as they moved against each other, with each other.

“Fuck, I love you so much,” Mati groaned.

Reese’s eyes widened, his hand slipping between their bodies, making Mati moan louder. She went first, her orgasm a series of whimpers as Reese’s hips snapped up, his fingers denting her hip until her skin turned white. Reese threw his head back and roared.

David watched them, his heart full. His body sated. He drifted, brushing his hands over them, feeling theirs on him. They crawled to him, around him, cleaning him up and tucking him in between them.

They each kissed him goodnight. Wished him sweet dreams.

David smiled, knowing they might not be, but certain that would be okay, too.

Chapter Twenty-Six