Page 57 of Essa

"Oh, yes." Essa smiles as she unhooks the metal clasps over her shoulders. "When he's like this, he's good for both of us, eager to please both of us, and willing to submit fully to both of us."

As she speaks, Seth runs his hands over my body, heightening the pleasure building up inside me. It's going to be embarrassing when I finally get inside our new partner and blow in the firstminute. Those worries evaporate into nothing when Essa drags the fabric of her dress down her arms, revealing her perky tits. Fuck me, I need her underneath me right now.

"Would you believe Adam thinks you're the most beautiful woman he's ever seen," Seth tells her before kissing the juncture of my neck where it meets my shoulder. He takes care not to put pressure on my bite. It doesn't hurt, but it does ache.

Essa pauses, trying to unclasp the small latch on her belt. Her eyes take on an almost black look as her pupils expand so much that it engulfs almost all of the golden hue of her irises. Okay, so she likes being complimented. That's something for me to tuck away and try to remember when I'm not trying to be an ass. I can be sweet for her, maybe, probably.

Seth snorts behind me like he's telling me he doesn't believe me even a little bit. Whatever, then he can be sweet enough for the both of us.

"You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, too," Seth tells her, making a point to look at her to make sure she understands the truth in the words. "You're also kind and loving and care so much about the people who are important to you."

"Why are you saying these things?" Essa asks, her hands shaking as she finally gets the latch free, and the small chain around her waist drops free, sending the last little bits of her skirt to the ground with it.

"Because, for some reason, you doubt yourself," Seth tells her. "And I don't like when you doubt how wonderful you are."

I love it when Seth lists out everything he loves about me. When he tells me he's proud of me, how there's no other male he'd rather be with, and how he's so happy we were put in a cell together. Listening to him do the same for Essa, reassuring her even when she hasn't asked for it, and telling her he loves her without saying the words is almost as good as hearing it about myself.

"Now, come lie down on the bed because we've both wanted to fuck you since we laid eyes on you," Seth says with a grin, the words sounding unnatural since he's not usually the one giving orders. They seem to do the trick to get Essa back into action, though.

I let my eyes skate over her body as she draws closer to us, her tail flicking behind her in slow, languid motions. I want that tail wrapped around my thigh while I'm deep inside her. I want to feel it tighten against me when she breaks under the pressure of her orgasm. Of course, instead of being able to put any of that into words, I whimper like a lovesick fool.

She likes you being a lovesick fool.Seth tells me, before tacking on,Not to mention you are the definition of a lovesick fool when it comes to her.

I don't argue with his assessment, mostly because I can't, especially when Essa crawls into the bed in front of me, lying on her back and wiggling far enough down that her legs are hanging off the edge. Seth leans down, his curls tickling my back as he grabs each of Essa's thighs and tugs them up. She complies with his request, wrapping them around me as he steps back. I fall forward at the change in who's supporting me, but before I can crush Essa with my weight, she's pressing against my shoulders, keeping me up enough that I'm not squishing her.

My breathing is hard as I rub myself against her, my hips thrusting as I drag my cock against her skin, feeling like I could come just from this little amount of friction. Essa smiles at me, the corners of her eyes crinkling in a way that draws attention to the blown-out pupils still eating up much of her irises.

"I want you inside of me, sweet male," she tells me, and I whimper again. I'm using my hands to brace on either side of her, and I don't know if I have the balance to position myself.

"Such a helpless man." Seth clicks his tongue behind me as he reaches around to grab my cock.

My eyes flutter closed, my body tensing as I try not to spill over Essa just because I'm already too excited about this. Somehow, I make it through Seth's teasing as he helps me get in position. He leans over me, pressing himself between my ass cheeks as he kisses my shoulder.

"Do you need help fucking her too, or can you manage that part on your own while I get you ready to take me?"

I'm going to fucking come before I sink a single inch inside Essa if Seth can't keep his sexy as fuck mouth closed. He's normally underneath me begging me to fuck him harder, not this whole asking me if I need help fucking our girl thing.

And the worst part is that I'm really into it. I'm chanting in my mind for him to please hurry up and get inside of me so we can do this together. I need us to do this together.

Seth, the miracle that he is, leans over my shoulder to speak with Essa as he begins to rub two lubed up fingers against my ass.

"Can you wait just a second? Adam wants us to all fuck at the same time."

Essa's eyes flutter closed as her heels dig deeper into my lower back. "Oh, that sounds nice."

With the way I'm bent over her, there's space for Seth to do whatever he wants to me while I'm inside her. I have a feeling this will be one of my favorite positions, though I'm already excited to switch places with Seth. I inhale loudly through my nose at the idea of Essa joining in on the fun and me switching places with her.

As if to help me over the edge or torture me into getting closer to it, Seth chooses that moment to slide a finger inside of me, testing me, teasing me, and adding a second when I open for him. I have to clench my teeth as he prepares me to take him, and being poised above Essa, a single thrust from being buried inside of her, is making it all the more difficult.

She reaches up to cup my face between her hands, her fingers drifting softly over my cheekbones, around my hairline. It's a soothing gesture, one that would be relaxing if my asshole wasn't being stretched out. As it stands, her ministrations are only causing my balls to draw up tighter.

"We should've done this in front of the mirror," Seth says as he withdraws his fingers and grabs the bottle of lube again. The slick sound of him coating his cock fills the air.

"Next time," Essa says, her voice breathy like she's as eager for this as we are.

She's so fucking perfect. I wish I could tell her that. Tell her that she's so much better than anything I deserve. I'm a callous asshole on the best of days, and she deserves someone to worship the ground she walks on.

"Next time," Seth agrees as his hands spread me wide, his cock pressing up against me. I think he's about to make this moment complete, but instead, he grabs the back of my neck and causes my eyes to go wide. "Now tell Essa how you feel about her, and I'll fuck you nice and hard like I know you like it."

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