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My hips lift from the couch, needing to meet her tender touch. But she holds fast and maintains her gentle pressure and slow pace. My sweet girl is teasing me. “Be a good girl and make me come,” I instruct, lacing my fingers through her hair and pushing her round face firmly into me.

She gives me exactly what I’m asking for, licking at sucking with firm precision. Holding her against me, I grind against her face until my thighs begin to quiver. Elena sucks my clit into her mouth and massages the tight swollen bundle of nerves with her tongue, and it’s my undoing. I fist the couch behind my head, pulling at it as I dig my toes into the hardwood floor when the release building in my core fires through me. I come so hard that my whole body lifts from the couch, but she doesn’t stop. She continues to drag her tongue up the length of my pussy—every swipe trembling through my body like an aftershock.

I pull her onto the couch with me, until she’s straddling my splayed legs. “Hands on the couch, sweet girl,” I pant, licking between the swell of her heaving tits dangling in my face.Dragging my tongue over her breasts and around her tight pink nipples, I press my hand beneath her thighs and run my fingers through her pussy. “You’re soaked.”

She’s fucking dripping with need. Coating my fingers in her arousal, I rub them over and around her clit. She grinds over them, riding my hand as I suck and tease her breasts. Her hips work hard and fast, demanding that I make her come.A demand she might regret when I refuse to stop.

“You can do it,” I urge. “Come all over my hand like the needy girl you are.”

Her grip tightens on the back of the couch, burying me in her heaving bosom as she cries out from the pleasure of her first orgasm.

CHAPTER FORTY-SIX

CONOR

Returning from the club, I hope I gave them enough time to clean up what I left behind. Fumbling with my key in the lock, all I can think is,“Here’s to hoping it not murder scene.”

Stepping into the apartment, it’s quieter than usual—until an all-too-familiar scream fills the space. My footsteps are light but deliberate as I make my way toward that sweet sound.

Fucking hell…Definitelynot a murder scene.

Victoria is reclined on the couch, her legs splayed and wet pussy on display. Elena is straddling her lap and needily riding Vic’s hand.I could watch the two of them fuck all day.

My foot shifts on the floor, and the soft sound of the creaking floorboard gives me away. Both of them freeze for a second before turning toward me. Vic’s eyes are wide, and a blush flares beneath the ruddy hue on Elena’s cheeks. I clear my throat to break the silence with humor. “I see you’ve made up.”

Elena coyly chuckles, glancing down at Victoria. “Don’t stop on my account,” I insist, taking my time crossing the room.

“I didn’t intent to,” Victoria husks, dipping her fingers into Elena’s pink pussy.

Fuck…

The three of us haven’t been together since I was shot. And based on my rapidly growing cock, it’s been far too fucking long. I know it’s going to hurt like fucking hell, but I don’t care.

Unbuttoning my trousers, I shove them just low enough to free my throbbing cock as I step between Vic’s legs and position myself behind Elena. Running my hand down her spine, I press myself against her. “Can mycailín leanbhhandle my cock, too?”

“Yes… puh… please…” Elena glances over her shoulder at me. She’s soaked—arousal is dripping from her—and I can’t help but to drive the entirety of my cock into her tight little cunt.

“Ohhh, fuuuck!” I tremble on an exhale.

Victoria continues to rub her soft fingers between Elena’s legs as she kisses over her jiggling breasts and up her neck. “Does it feel good?” she teasingly whispers. “Is his huge cock going to make you come all over my hand?”

Her body shaking and too overwhelmed to speak, the only answer Elena provides is a series of short, rapid nods. She clenches around my cock so hard I nearly spill into her. “Fuck,cailín leanbh,” I grit through my clenched jaw. “Don’t milk my fucking cock until I’ve fucked your Madame, too.”

Firmly gripping Elena’s hips, I fuck her hard and fast—needing to make her come before she does me in. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!” she screams as I drive deep and Vic strums vigorously over her clit. Coming so hard her body gives out, Elena collapses on top of Vic.

Pulling out of her, I drop to my knees and thrust my cock—covered with Elena’s sweet arousal—into Victoria’s equally wet pussy. “Two perfect fucking cunts,” I groan, thrusting into her. “Mytwo perfect cunts.”

I wrap Vic’s legs around my waist and squeeze her thighs as I drive into her hard and fast—unable to pull my eyes from Elena’s still quivering pussy just inches from my face. Releasing my hold on Vic’s right thigh, I grip the crook of Elena’s hip and hold her in place as I bury my face into her from behind. A trembled squeal flies from her mouth when I rub my tongue over her already swollen clit.

I moan against her and feel her quiver on my tongue as her arousal cascades down my chin. “You taste so fucking good,” I groan, pulling back from her pussy. She falls to the couch beside us, exhausted. Licking my fingers, I plunge them into her and insist, “You aren’t done yet.”

I fuck her with my hand as I drive my cock into Victoria’s warmth. Trying to stay buried in her, I climb to my feet. With her legs still around my waist, I sink ungodly deep from this angle. “Conor!” Vic screams out my name, and it pushes her over the edge, her head lolling on Elena’s shoulder as her thighs tighten around my waist.

Blinding pain shoots through my side and radiates around my chest. I need to come before I fucking pass out from trying. “Cailín dáigh,” I grunt, pulling out of her. “Suck your sweet pussies from my cock.”

Vic eagerly follows my command, dropping to the floor beside me and taking my cock into her mouth. She laps at me with her tongue as she bobs her head over my length—taking more each time. I curl my fingers in a trembling Elena as Vic swallows medown and presses her lips to the skin around the base of my shaft.

Holding the back of her head, I let her set the pace. Not that it matters. I’m seconds from spilling down her throat. Elena comes again, clenching around my fingers as Vic hollows her cheeks, and my cock grows more rigid, spasming in her mouth as I shoot my release over her tongue with an animalist roar.

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