Page 71 of Kylan

Intoxicating.

“Good boy,” he whispered. “Now suck it.”

I took him straight in deep, sucking hard and fast. He fisted my hair and hissed, and then Marek’s mouth was gone from my arse, soon replaced by the head of his cock.

This is what I needed.

This is what I craved.

Marek pushed into me, long and deep in one slow thrust. “Oh god,” he said, breath hitching. “Pretty boy feels so good.”

“Look at how he takes both of us,” Leon said, fucking my mouth. “He was made for us.”

I pulled off Leon’s cock. “Both of you.”

Those words were out before I’d registered them, but it was what I wanted.

No. It was what Ineeded.

Leon took my chin in his hand and drew me up. It changed the angle Marek was hitting and I whined as Leon kissed me.

“You are so beautiful like this,” Leon said, his eyes dark. “In your pretty skirt with daddy’s cock buried in your arse. I love how you love it.”

And holy fuck, did I love this . . .

“I want you both,” I said. I was fast approaching that happy place, that place of bliss where nothing else existed. Getting railed by one while the other held me and praised me.

But I wanted them both.

“Inside me,” I said. “At the same time. Both of you. I need it.”

Leon stared and Marek stopped fucking me, his hands stilling my hips.

“You want us to DP you?” Leon asked. His eyes were intense and deadly serious. “You told us before you didn’t think that was for you.”

“And now I need it,” I said. “Please, daddy. Please say yes. Please. If you want me to beg...”

He groaned, and he and Marek had some silent conversation above my head.

“Are you sure, baby doll?” Marek asked.

“You said if I wanted something, I should ask, and now I’m asking and you deny me,” I said, surprised by how emotional I was. This was desperation and?—

Marek pulled out of me.

“No,” I cried, turning to look at him. “Don’t pull out, I need you?—”

He was quick to pull me close, holding me to his chest. “Okay, baby,” he crooned. “You need this so bad, huh?”

I nodded, about to tell him just how bad I needed it when I realised that Leon was getting into position. Lying on the bed propped up by the pillows, his erect cock ready, waiting.

“Be a good boy,” Marek said. “And sit on daddy’s cock.”

Leon held his hand out for me, which I took. “Come here, princess.”

He held my hand as I positioned his cock at my hole.

“Wait,” Marek said. “Let me add more lube.”

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