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“I haven’t words, you were amazing,” I said. She smiled, gave my cock a few strokes and straddled me again. She settled down onto me, letting herself slowly slide down my cock. Her nipples were hard and her breathing was slow and deliberate. She took more and more, and she stopped almost near the base.

“Oh my God,” she groaned. “God there’s so much.”

“I wish you could see this,” Lach said with a tone of admiration. He was rubbing his erect cock, looking at us.

“Don’t just stare,” Sadie said.

“I need to stare for a moment, alright. I need to see how beautiful you are.” He took an appreciative breath. “Yeah, are you ready for both of us?”

“Not quite, I need a minute to enjoy this.” She smiled. He nodded, walked around the bed and threw a foot up on it. The view was unexpected, as he presented his cock for Sadie to suck again. She did, and I could see how easy it was for her, and then the faintest hint of her tongue as she vigorously swallowed him. As she did, she started riding me more vigorously, getting used to the new position, enjoying how I filled her out.

“I’m ready, I’m ready,” she whimpered, giving his cock a few more jerks and then a squeeze that caused a ribbon of clear fluid to drip from the end of his length. He squeezed lube in his hand and I felt her move in response to what he was doing. A finger? Was the lube cold?

I felt her tense and then relax. Then there was a completely different feeling, a pressure. I could feel Lach’s cock inside her, only separated from mine by the thin layer of flesh and membranes that was Sadie. When he started fucking her, I could feel it. There was something surreal about it, about being this close to him, with so little between us. My reverie was interrupted by Sadie kissing me and then biting my lip.

She barked a groan into my mouth and shrieked. For a moment I thought she was in pain, but the look on her face said I was wrong. She was lost in rapture.

I held still initially, this was something I had never done, never even really contemplated. Hell, I didn’t even indulge in fantasy or porn that touched on this. There was a small window where I could move, when he thrust, I would pull back. When he withdrew, I would thrust. We worked back and forth with each other, and between us, Sadie gasped.

She made noises that were strange, somewhere between strangled sobs and almost laughing moans. I worried for a bit, but when she noticed the concern on my face, she gave me a ragged smile and kissed me with as much attention as she could spare. I could see why Lach cared so much for her, the depth of emotion in her eyes, and how she threw herself into everything she did. There was no half-assing, no cowardice or fear, she might have been small but she wasfierce.

She wasn’t daunted by my size, by his aggression, and certainly not by being wedged between us. I felt warmth, a trickle of something running down my hip, at the same time, she leaned forward and I thought she was going to kiss me, but instead she buried her face in my neck, and I felt her lips and then a brush of teeth. She used my shoulder to muffle her cry.

She was coming.

Lach pumped faster, and I wasn’t able to keep up, but the harder he went, the less I had to move. She gave a sob, and I felt the wash of her coming on me again.

“Fuck, Sadie!” Lach groaned, and he thrust hard, and trembled. While he was occupied, I took over and started driving myself into her.

“Sadie,” I groaned, her face was flushed and red.

“Do it,” she gasped, and kissed me hard, her tongue pushing into my mouth.

It started it slow, like a guitar string of tension drawn up through the base of pelvis. It felt like a slow-moving pulse of fire moving through my shaft, and then it was so intense that I couldn’t see anything. It was almost like I was on the verge of blacking out. I shuddered and suddenly my entire cock felt like it was being crushed. There was a moment where it seemed like maybe I couldn’t cum, because she was so tight and there was nowhere for me seed to spill.

I rolled my hips, and I almost managed to pull myself out of her. I could feel everything, another pulse as more cum spewed out of me. Lach’s balls were mashed against mine, Sadie’s own orgasm still running down my sides. I ended up thrusting back inside her, the moan I made half pleasure, and half agony.

We were still for a while, each of us catching our breath and seemingly returning to our own bodies. For that time, while we were both buried inside her, it seemed like we had become a single being. It was cliché, but the distinction between us seemed blurred. It was an incredible feeling, and I didn’t want it to end.

Lach was the first to break the spell, surrendering and pulling away.

Sadie reluctantly moved, she didn’t want this magic to end either, but it had to. She closed her eyes and pulled herself up off of me. As soon as I was released from her, she groaned and I saw the mess the three of us had made. Her thighs were slick and dripping with cum.

“That was amazing,” she whispered, and kissed me. Before she moved away, she kissed Lach too.

“I think we’ve made a big mess,” she said, breathless. “I love it.” She covered her mouth to hide her giggle, and I sat up, pulling it away and kissing her deeply. She gasped and I smiled against her mouth to the sound of Lach’s amused laughter.

Chapter Twenty-Six

Sadie…

“Mmm…” I hummed in pleasure, shifting on the high thread count sheets of Roan’s bed fetched up against his hard body as soft silken kisses fell along my exposed nude back.

“Morning gorgeous,” Kyle murmured against my skin, working his way back up to my shoulder.

“Mm, good morning,” I whispered, afraid to wake Roan, but when I opened my eyes, he was smiling down at me, such a reverence, love, and respect radiating from his green eyes, I very nearly shuddered from that look alone.

He hummed in appreciation and said, “Good morning, Poppet.”

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