Page 25 of To the Grave

To be really close.

It wasn’t that we hadn’t fucked in the last couple months, but it had been different than with Jace. Daisy had been sad. Worsethan sad. It had felt like she was far away, like she was sinking into a deep well, like she wasn’t even reaching for the hands Wolf and I were throwing her.

Like she didn’t even want to be alive, to stay with us.

Since the morning we’d pulled her out of bed and gotten her moving again, she seemed better. Definitely still sad sometimes, but she was here. She wasn’t sinking further away from us anymore.

I could tell from the way she kissed me that she wasn’t thinking about Jace, that she wasn’t trying to bury her pain in our fucking. She was present, and I would have kissed her all night if my dick hadn’t been about to blow between her thighs.

“Sorry to cut the kissing short,” I said when I pulled away, “but I need to fuck you now.”

“Seconded,” Wolf said.

“What are you waiting for?” she gasped.

Wolf already had a condom in one hand and a bottle of lube in the other, which I guess is what you’d call good time management because he’d somehow managed to gather both while I’d been kissing Daisy.

I moved back so he could get on the bed, and he pulled Daisy on top of him, claiming her pussy while he handed me the lube for her ass.

Fine with me. I didn’t care where I fucked Daisy as long as I was buried inside her somewhere. The pleasure was part of it — nothing in the world felt better than fucking Daisy — but it was also about being inside her, about the fact that when we were fucking, there was nothing between us, and I wanted that all the time even though I couldn’t have said why it mattered.

Wolf slid the condom over his cock — disciplined of him, I had to say, because we weren’t always as careful as we should be about birth control — and Daisy straddled his hips, giving me a prime view of her lush ass.

My cock pulsed and I moved into position behind her while they kissed, Wolf’s hands in Daisy’s hair, like he wanted to keep her there, like he knew she was really with us too and he wanted to make sure she didn’t disappear again.

He reached between their bodies to guide his dick inside her. I stroked Daisy’s ass while I waited my turn, wondering how it was possible for someone to be so fucking soft.

Wolf held Daisy’s hips and I knew when he pushed inside her because of his groan, knew how it felt to push into her on the first thrust, the way you realized all over again how fucking good it felt.

“Fuck, sunshine, your pussy is so wet, so sweet.”

Daisy moaned and I gave them a second to get into a rhythm, Wolf thrusting up into her, Daisy grinding a little on the downstroke to work the friction on her clit.

They were both breathing fast, and if I hadn’t been worried before about coming too soon I was definitely worried about it now. Watching Daisy get fucked by Wolf was almost as much of a turn-on as fucking her myself.

I moved behind her and lubed up my dick, then spread her luscious cheeks to slide my head against the entrance to her ass.

She gasped from the contact, then pressed back against it to let me know she was ready.

I eased in slow, not wanting to hurt her even though I knew she loved it, knew from experience that she was more than capable of taking us in the ass. I’d been buried balls deep there more times than I could count, had even watched her take Jace’s huge pierced dick there.

But that didn’t mean I wanted to be an asshole. Not hurting Daisy was at the top of my “Things Never to Do” list, because god fucking knows we’d done more than enough of that to last a lifetime.

Sliding into the heat of her body was like sinking into a perfect bath. I sighed as she took me, her ass tight around my cock while Wolf drove into her pussy, his mouth clamped around one of her tits, sucking while he fucked her.

“Oh my god,” she moaned. “Fuck.”

“That’s the idea, doll.” I held on to her waist as I pulled almost all the way out, then sank into her again. It was pure pleasure, and I disconnected from my mind, leaving behind all the facts and figures that sometimes cluttered it like the dead leaves that covered the ground in fall.

She was moving faster, grinding on Wolf’s dick, working her clit while he drove into her pussy. I pushed into her ass again and again, the hot pressure of her body squeezing my shaft, the orgasm I’d been holding back since I’d eaten Daisy’s pussy threatening to spill over.

“I’m going to come,” she gasped. “I’m going to fucking come.”

The words were like kerosene on the orgasm I’d been trying to ignore. I could barely grunt in reply, not trusting myself to say anything. I slapped her ass, desperate to push her over the edge so I could come too.

It worked. She cried out in surprise, then shuddered around my dick, cursing and gasping as she came.

I didn’t know if I’d ever get used to the filthy things that came out of her sweet mouth when she came but I fucking loved it, and I finally let go of my own orgasm, spilling into her, the pleasure so intense it sent chills up my spine.

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