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Cupping the bottom of her full ass in either hand, I spread her apart for me before lowering my face, resting my tongue against her pussy before dragging my tongue all the way through her until I land on her asshole. She shudders against me as she arches her lower back, encouraging me to do it again. I oblige, licking her from cunt to ass over and over again until I just start eating her ass.

Slipping a finger inside her pussy, I lick and suck on her while Zayden grinds against her clit. It’s enough to have her moaning and panting with every touch until I take my finger that is now soaked from her pussy and push it into her ass. There is a little resistance without the lube, but something about her taking me with only her own arousal easing the way is so goddamn hot.

Her body tenses at the intrusion, and she lets out a strangled breath.

“Zayden, play with her pussy,” I say, and he happily complies, pushing two fingers inside of her as I slowly get her to relax around my finger.

Eventually, she begins moaning again and even starts moving against my hand. I gather enough saliva in my mouth, spitting directly onto her beautiful ass before pushing another finger inside her. She’s panting heavily, and I know she’s about to come, so I stop my movements and Zayden does the same.

“Wh-what’s going on?” she whines. “Make me come!”

“We will, angel, but we want to play some more first.”

“But you always give me several orgasms,” she pouts,causing me to let out a chuckle as I press a kiss to her back.

“Patience, babygirl. A little edging never hurt anyone.”

“I’m pretty sure it has. They don’t call it blue balls and blue ovaries for nothing.”

I roll my eyes at her but can’t contain my smirk. I look over her shoulder at Zayden, gesturing for us to roll, and he nods in agreement. I slowly ease my fingers out of her, moving to lay propped up against the headboard on my back. I wait as Zayden rolls them, plastering Blake to my chest as he covers her.

My hands go to Blake’s hips, and I lift them up until I get the right angle before I grab the lube from my bedside table. As much as I’d love to see how wet I can get her, how much I can use to fuck her ass, I want this to be pleasurable for her. So, I gather a good amount onto my fingers, circling her asshole a few times before I push two fingers back inside of her.

“Fuck,” she groans.

I only push in and out of her a few times. Her muscles relaxed and more than ready for me as I pull out once more, and line her up. She begins to whimper, I’m assuming in protest, until she feels the head of my cock on her. When I push her down, it takes a moment for her muscles to relax enough to let me in.

Letting her set the pace, I allow her to slowly sink down onto me, inch by inch, until my base is nestled in between her ass cheeks. I groan at the feeling, my fingers digging into the front of her hips as she half sits, half lies on me.

“My turn.” Zayden smirks before lining his cock up to her pussy and pushing inside.

She gasps at that, her back trying to lift off of me in an attempt to flee from the pressure. I don’t allow her to though, pinning her against me as Zayden slowly works himself inside of her.

When she’s completely stuck between us, I begin pressing light kisses to her neck as Zayden leans forward and begins sucking on her nipples.

“Oh god, yes,” she groans as we slowly begin fucking her.

Our pace is languid and gentle when her lust-drunk eyes come to me.

“I told you I wanted you to use me, this feels like you two are worshiping me.”

“We do, baby,” I say as I cup her face gently.

She shakes her head at that.

“Worship me another day. Use me today.”

My cock throbs at her words, the temptation to fuck her until her asshole is raw is strong, so strong. She seems to decide she’s going to take matters into her own hands, though, because she grabs my hand on her face, lowering it to her throat and forcing me to squeeze. Fuck. I love the feeling of her slim throat in my palm. It’s so fragile, so breakable, and it makes me feel like a god that I have the power to decide whether she breathes or not, lives or not.

Without meaning to, my thrusts become deeper, more frantic, and the beast inside of me beats its chest at the pleasure it gives me.

Chapter Forty-Seven

BLAKE

Ido my best to swallow back the painful cry I want to release as Dom begins fucking my ass so hard I see stars. He needs this, I need this. We all do. My eyes come to Zayden, who is still fucking me gently.

“Where is your knife, Zay?”

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