Page 97 of Sunrise

His eyes fly open and land on me.

Oh shit, that’s hot.

We deadlock our gazes while I drive into our girl. I like taking my time when I fuck. I enjoy the sensations and noises and sounds she makes. But with Knox in my line of view, watching me like a hawk, taking her mouth with his, my arousal spirals into brutal chaos. My thrusts grow harder. Deeper. After a few moments, sweat is dripping down my back. He doesn’t stop staring at me. He doesn’t stop kissing her.

Does Sophie understand she’s locked between two animals who can hurt her? We won’t, but again, that potential threat is there.

It's working for me.

I drive into her harder. Faster. Our bodies slap together. She tilts her hips at an even better angle for me. Fuck, yeah. “You take this cock so well, Mistress.”

She groans into Knox.

His gaze narrows a fraction, and I think he’s getting jealous. Good. I want him feeling some kind of way. He deepens their kiss, holding the back of her head. I watch his jaw flex every time he swipes histongue in her mouth. Fuuuuck. I want his tongue in my mouth, too. Winding my hand around her long ponytail, I tug just enough to make her break away from him.

“Mine,” I growl, forcing her to kiss me instead.

Knox arches his eyebrow, looking ready to pounce.

Sophie gasps when I hit her from behind at this new angle. “God, you feel so good, Alex.”

“There is no god here, remember? Only two devils and an angel.”

I push her face down on the bed and pin her. As a stone top, my only priority is my partner’s pleasure. I move accordingly. Fucking is an art form. I take my time and drive into them slowly and deliberately, pulling their orgasms forward as if they’re a tangible thing I can tie a rope around and reel in. There’s a rhythm to it. A science.

But I’m not a stone top with my Mistress. We give and take equally. As I undulate on top of Sophie, taking her cunt with more force, driving myself as deep as possible inside her, she screams into the mattress and begs me for more.

“Eat them.” I demand Knox, referring to her noises.

But he can’t reach her mouth in the position I’ve forced her into. I’ve taken her from him completely. Instead of arguing or repositioning, or even pushing back, he does something worse.

The motherfucker kissesmeinstead.

I smell Sophie’s pussy on him. The stubble he’s grown since yesterday scrapes my skin. His tongue dives into my mouth, demanding and owning me. I groan and he fuckingeatsit. It’s too much. Notenough.

Confusion has me shoving him away, and I focus my attention on Sophie, where it belongs. This isn’t about Knox and me. This day is for Sophie. She’s hurting and we can’t make it worse by using and fighting over her like she’s a toy.

“Don’t stop,” she pants, clawing the mattress. “Oh my god,pleasedon’t stop. I’m too close.”

Knox grabs the back of my head and smashes his mouth to mine again. Our teeth clack. My dick swells and balls tighten. Keeping my pace brutal and steady, I rail Sophie while Knox annihilates my senses.

I can’t tell who is who anymore. I don’t want to. Squeezing my eyes shut, a kaleidoscope of colors burst behind my eyelids when Sophie detonates under us. Her pussy grips my cock, milking it, coaxing my own orgasm to barrel out of me.

I can’t breathe.

Ripping back from Knox, I scream and tremble as I unload into Sophie’s body. Knox leans back to watch. My orgasm seems never ending. It’s fucking terrifying. I feel like I’m short circuiting and shooting sparks.

Once I’m finished, I slide out of our girl. Cold air hits my wet dick and I stare at how it’s covered in both our cum.

I’m dizzy. Floaty. Confused.

I want to fuck again.

“That was amazing,” she says in a raspy voice. I think her vocal cords have strained. How loud did she scream? I don’t even remember. I can’t hold on to a single thought.

Something warm and tight wraps around my cock. I look down and see Sophie’s sucking me off.Wait. How did I end up on my back like this?

“Yellow.”

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