Page 68 of On Your Knees

He nods, and I lift Aspen off his lap. Arlo’s cock glistens with her juices and I want to drop to my knees and lick him clean, but Aspen latches onto me like a spider monkey, sliding down my sweats and sinking onto me in one swift move.

A needy sound breaks from my throat, and I take Arlo’s place on the couch. He looks down at us and I motion for him to come closer.

“Let me taste her,” I murmur, as her hips rotating over my cock have my eyes rolling in my head. I love how she takes what she wants.

Arlo nervously comes to stand closer, and I wrap my hand around his cock. “Bend your knees, sweetheart.”

He does what I ask and his tip presses against my lips.

I lick him, tasting them both. Sucking his length down my throat, I swirl my tongue, and he draws in a ragged breath as his knees buckle.

Popping off his cock, I grab his ass and squeeze. “Now be gentle with our girl.”

He nods and I release him, then he kneels behind her. He takes the lube, squeezing a generous amount on his cock and fists himself. After spreading it everywhere, he uses his hand to swipe the leftover lube on her ass. “If this hurts, please tell me to stop.”

His hands shake as he holds his dick and moves it into position, half leaning over her.

“Oh fuck,” she grits out, a slight pain in her voice. “Keep going—it feels so good even though it hurts.”

Reaching beneath her, I rest my fingers on her clit and as Arlo pushes into her, she grinds down on my hand.

“It’s so tight,” Arlo whispers.

“I feel so full. Please start moving—both of you. I need you to move.”

“Zeland, you thrust up while Arlo holds still.”

All three of us turn our heads and see a shirtless Ridge standing in the doorway, his glass of whiskey in his hand.

“That’s it,” he softens when we comply. “Now, Arlo,you need to fall into rhythm with him. Start slow, good boy,” he says, walking closer.

Aspen holds an arm out for him, and as he steps up to her, she rubs her hand over the bulge in his pants. I knew he couldn’t stay away. She rips at his sweats, and hell has officially frozen over because Ridge Ellington is in the office in sweats, day drinking.

“Put your cock in my mouth. Oh fuck, please, Ridge. I need you all.”

He bends down and sets the glass on the carpet before reaching beneath his waistband and pulling out his cock. As he steps forward, Aspen opens her mouth, but then he moves back. “Don’t open those pretty lips until I tell you.”

She pouts her lips as he steps closer to her and rubs the head of his cock over them, spreading his precum on her face.

“I’m going to fuck your face, stray. I really hope you can breathe through your nose.”

She smirks at him and opens her mouth, but he doesn’t give her a chance to gloat before he wraps his fist full of her hair and pushes his cock down her throat.

“Now we fuck her hard and fast until she is nothing but a mess of tears and drool.”

My thrusts get faster, as do Ridge’s, and Arlo keeps up.

Tears leak from her eyes as she is fucked in a way only she likes. Aspen loves her body being used, but only by us. If anyone else tried this, Ridge would bury them. Not in the literal sense, but they would wish they were bythe time he was done with them. Her pussy clamps hard around my cock.

“I’m going to come,” Arlo whispers.

Ridge fists his hair and forces him to look his way. “Claim her ass. Show her who owns her. We do, and after today, Arlo Kross, you belong to us too. If you need to date them, they can date the fuck out of you, but no more hiding. This is messy and complex, but it’s us.”

“Do you want that, sweetheart?” I ask him.

“Yes!” he gasps as his body twitches, and he goes still behind Aspen as his eyes roll almost all the way back in his head.

Watching them both come has my balls tightening, and I let go of my release with a roar of pleasure just as Aspen chokes, Ridge’s cum dripping from her mouth and even her nose. She pulls air into her lungs when Ridge steps back, and I grab her face and lick her clean.

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