Page 62 of Justyce
“Ready for sex ed, baby girl?”
Acheron chuckles beside me, causing Kenzi’s eyes to flick toward him. She takes in his body much like she did mine earlier and the green-eyed beast inside roars when Acheron’s eyebrows dance playfully.
Kenzi pulls her attention from him and looks to me. “Show me, Justyce.”
I grab her and thrust her hips back toward my own and she lets out a yelp. I spit down on her asshole again and probe her with my fingers repetitively before I withdraw them.
Acheron slides underneath her but she pays no mind to him. Her attention stays solely on me and it does something to my black heart.
“Once she’s adjusted to me then you can enter her, Ach.”
“Mhmm,” he replies and the familiar sound of a condom being unwrapped crinkles around us. Thank fuck he’s wrapping himself up because I don’t know how I’d feel if I saw him riding her bareback. I’ve seen Acheron fuck more times than I can count and it’s downright sordid, among other things.
Lining my length up, I slide the tip into Kenzi’s ass and groan while she winces. She’s so fucking tight and I know I won’t last long once I’m buried to the hilt.
I slide another inch and she whimpers. “Are you ok?” I say between clenched teeth.
She nods, and I don’t miss the determination in her eyes. Pushing another couple inches in, I stop to heave a breath and watch as she does the same.
“Fuck me, you two. I’m going to blow my load just listening to the pair of you,” Acheron curses.
Kenzi blushes again but the grin on her face says everything; she’s enjoying this.
With my hands digging hard enough into her hips to leave bruises, I push the last few inches in and still once I’m balls deep inside of her tightness. Her walls constrict around my length and it feels like a damn vise grip is strangling my dick.
“Oh, fuck,” I moan. “Stop clenching around me for fuck sakes, Kenz. Otherwise this’ll be over before it even begins.”
“He’s lying, Kenzi, he’s a fucking machine in the sack,” Acheron jeers. “Keep clenching, baby.”
I chuckle under my breath and it feels like gravel scraping up my throat. She feels better than I ever imagined and I know I’m fucked, because I’ll never tire of her. She’s held my attention for eleven years and I don’t see it waning in the foreseeable future.
Instead of staying anchored in her hot hole, I force myself to move. I admire Kenzi’s face, taking in every crease in her brow and pull of her lips when she bites them as I slide in and out of her. Once the discomfort disappears and need has settled in I increased the speed.
“Now, Ach,” I demand.
Kenzi’s face falls forward, her midnight blue hair forming a curtain around her and Acheron. Instead of focusing my jealousy on them, I focus on the feel of her wrapped snug around me.
“Lower yourself down onto me, beautiful,” Acheron commands.
I move with her and once she’s settled, Acheron slides into her. I feel his cock between the thin membrane separating her ass from her pussy. The friction causes my balls to tighten, but I push the climax back and focus on moving in unison with Acheron.
We start off messy but before long we are both gliding in and out of her like a well-oiled machine.
Kenzi’s moans turn into screams that echo around the us, and I swear the books are rattling in their shelves as she keens out her orgasm.
Acheron’s ratchet breathing mirrors mine and I know he’s on the brink of falling over the edge. But Acheron is like me. He’s selfish. He’ll want this to last as long as it can, because he knows when we’re finished in this room, when there is nothing left but our mingled sweat and bodily fluids drying on our flesh, this will be locked in the secreted walls of my library. Never to happen again.
“Harder and faster, Ach,” I command but it comes out sounding like a plea. I want her to fall over the edge with us and that’s exactly what happens when Acheron and I start fucking her like mad men possessed.
Somehow we manage to stave off our orgasms for at least ten minutes. But when Kenzi screams out her release, Acheron and I still, growling out our own releases and singing her name like a damn prayer.
We lay in the same position, anchored inside of her hot holes for a minute to catch our breaths. I rub my hand over her hip, the one with the scales tattoo, and smile before I pull out.
I sit there on my heels watching in awe as my come trickles out of her ass.Mine.Kenzi pushes up off of Acheron gingerly and moves closer toward me.
Acheron’s arm is draped over his eyes and there is a smirk on his handsome face in post orgasmic bliss while his tattoos dance over his chest with each labored breath.
My gaze shifts to Kenzi and I notice her wringing her hands together with her eyes closed tightly. Guilt snakes its slimy palm around my neck and a part of me wants to kick myself in the nuts for subjecting her to my life; but the other half wants to wrap her up in a blanket and walk her to my room and care for her.
