Page 23 of Kept

Given was a vision as she rose and walked to the bed.

If she ever found out what the sight of her bald little pussy did to me, I’d be in big trouble. Probably, she was going to find out. One glance at Laurent confirmed he already knew. The smirk in his silver eyes made me want to bind his hands and start on his sack all over again.

But I could do better than that. I had Given to help me.

I took her hand and helped her sit astride Laurent facing me. Immediately, he seized her hips and tugged her backward until her ass covered his face.

Her blue eyes went wide. “Laurent!”

“Quiet, princess,” he said lazily, his beringed fingers around her waist. “The general was an absolute beast to your pussy. I’m going to kiss it better.” A second later, she gasped, and I knew he’d put his very talented tongue to work.

“Oh…my…Laurent,” she moaned. She splayed one hand on his taut stomach and leaned forward, her head drooping as she straddled his face. He growled and dug his fingers into her waist. The soft, wet sounds of his feasting drifted down to me as I yanked his pants off and tossed them aside.

“Don’t make her come,” I warned, and he grunted his assent as I left the bed and stripped. I fetched oil from under the pillows, then stood next to the bed at Laurent’s shoulder and drew Given’s mouth to mine. I kissed her lips as Laurent kissed her pussy, my dick swelling at the satisfaction of having both of them in my bed. I wasn’t sure what expectations the three of us had for each other, but maybe we didn’t have to figure it out all at once. Maybe we could figure it out as we went. There was something exciting about that—the idea of discovering another person’s edges and limits. And when you could blur those edges and push those limits.

Given returned my kiss, and she gave a breathy little protest when I broke away. Her glittering blue eyes tracked me as I settled between Laurent’s thighs and stroked my dick. A flush had spread down her chest as Laurent ate her pussy. Her rosy nipples were two tight, tempting berries I wanted to suckle. And that plump, bare pussy…

“Damn,” I grunted, watching Laurent’s stubbled jaw work as he thrust his tongue into her. I’d have to think of other reasons to paddle her mound. Any excuse to drink in her cries as her clit pouted at me from between those soft, silky lips.

I dragged my gaze up and found hers locked on my hand working my dick. I let it sail up and slap my stomach, and she bit her lip hard. When I took Laurent’s shaft in hand, she moaned loudly.

“Halfling,” I murmured, and lust-drunk blue eyes lifted to mine. “You want to help me prep his hole?”

Laurent groaned.

Given looked at my hand pumping Laurent’s shaft. “Yes.”

“Come here, then.”

Laurent gave her a light slap on the ass as she squirmed off his face. I grabbed him around the thighs and yanked him into me. The movement yanked her too, and I smiled as she gasped and grabbed his knee.

“Hold his ankle,” I told her, lifting his leg up, then smiled at his muttered “fuck” that drifted down from the pillows.

She took his ankle, then watched, her expression spellbound, as I drizzled oil on his dick.

“Stroke him, sweetheart,” I said, guiding her free hand to his shaft. “Get him nice and hard while I open him up.”

“Can’t get any fucking harder,” he said behind her.

I dribbled oil on his crinkled pucker. “You say that like you don’t think I’ll take you up on the challenge.” I rubbed two fingers around his hole and watched the muscle contract.

“Oh gods,” Given whispered, her hand faltering on his dick.

I took her hand and lay her shiny fingertips over his slick asshole. “Firm circles.”

Her cheeks turned the same deep pink as her nipples as she followed my instructions, smearing oil around Laurent’s quivering hole while he groaned at her back.

“Good girl,” I murmured. “Now give him one finger. Slow. Give him a chance to open. You’ll feel it.” I took over stroking his dick as she bit her lip hard and pushed a finger inside him.

It was my turn to bite my lip. Because watching his perfect, pink asshole swallow her finger rushed me right to the edge. Laurent wasn’t doing much better as he jerked his hips and moaned loudly from the top of the bed. His slit leaked, precome mixing with oil. I bent and sucked his tip into my mouth, my head brushing Given’s breasts as I swiped my tongue around Laurent’s cockhead.

“Varick!” he yelled, shuddering violently and leaking into my mouth. “I’m going to come.”

I pulled off his dick. “Not yet.” But, fuck, it needed to be soon. My balls ached, my own dick dripping. I worked a finger into his hole alongside Given’s, and their moans mingled as his silky heat squeezed hard. “There’s my slut,” I growled. “Show our princess how much you want it.”

Laurent groaned and obeyed, squeezing his inner muscles rhythmically. I watched Given watch the fluttering contractions, and then I leaned in and took her mouth in a quick, hard kiss. When we broke apart, I pulled my finger from Laurent’s hole and smacked him hard on the ass. “Get ready.”

He understood, and he lowered his legs as I lifted Given and flipped her around so she faced him. “He’s been a good boy,” I said, resettling her astride him. “I think he deserves a reward.”

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