"And I'm certainly not either, I quite like your spark and sass...among other things," Preston murmurs, bouncing me once more. The sensation of Kai's fingers filling me on top of Preston's cock is delicious.
"Good because this witch doesn't want either of you two to be anywhere but right here."
With my words, I circle my hips, grinding on Preston and rubbing back into Kai.
There’s no more conversation, no more dirty talk; Kai's fingers pull out and are replaced with the head of his cock. Preston stops bouncing me teasingly, letting me steady as Kai presses in.
It hurts at first, and I grind my teeth and squeeze my eyes shut. But with Kai's gentleness and my consistent reminder to relax, he eventually slips past the tight rosebud. Once he has me warmed up and is fully in, I melt into a puddle of desire between the two of them.
Kai sets the pace, my body moving in response to his and sending me riding Preston at whatever speed Kai wants. Unlike their previous competition on who could get me off first, this is all about drawing out the pleasure. Each rock, thrust, and touch sending me deeper into the need that’s drowning me.
Gentle kisses trail over my back, Kai's attention focus split between plunging into me and teasing the side of my neck. Preston's hands run over my stomach and chest, my sensitive nipples rolling between his thumb and forefinger.
I’m electrified, nearly in pain from how tight my body’s winding up. I don't know what sounds I make, I don't know how long has passed, all there is in that moment is there three of us.
"Fuck!" I cry out, the coil of tingles wrapping around my lower back and surging through my core finally. My vision dims, stars bursting before my eyes as I slump onto Preston's sweat-sheened chest.
Preston takes over from Kai, holding my hips steady and fucking me through my release until I feel his pace falter. A deep rumble works its way through his chest as he pulls me off and sets me on his thigh. I peel my eyes open to see his cock spurting over his muscled stomach.
But I’m not able to enjoy it for long because Kai starts to move once more. This time, there’s no gentle or slow. His grip on my waist is unforgiving, steely as he holds me in place. A bead of sweat drips down my temple as he fucks me, my body warm as hell itself between the two of them.
"Goddamnit, Evanora," Kai groans, a roar ripping through him as he comes. Feeling him fill me sends my own body into another release.
By the time we both come down, my body is trembling and deliciously sore. All three of us are panting and sweaty, and none of us move right away. It isn’t until I start to move that Kai slips out and strides over to grab a towel from my kitchen.
"Wow."
That’s all my brain can come up with, utterly spent and practically drowning in the remaining lusty fog clouding my mind. The single word makes the two of them laugh, Preston scooping me up and carrying me toward the bathroom.
"Come on, Nora, let's get you cleaned up."
"I don't know if the three of us will fit in my shower," I try to argue.
"Guess we'll just have to get real close now, won't we? Sound good to you, Kai?"
Kai smirks and follows, and that’s when I know our fun is far from over.
Ding, dong this witch is wet.
Itry to walk as casually as possible the next day, but I may be limping a bit. Preston and Kai fucking wrecked me—in the best way possible.
I wait for my ovaries’ response, but they are uncharacteristically silent.
Well, shit, would you look at that, all it took was a threesome to silence them.
"Oh, Evanora, perfect!" the woman who keeps the show running smoothly between shoots exclaims as I step into the studio.
I jolt a bit at the sound of her voice and squint.
You know, I really should learn her name.
But there’s nothing like asking her name after she's already given it to me. . .a few days ago.
"Yes?" I ask politely, trying to be on my best behavior.
Preston comes into view, and it takes everything within my power not to drool as he confidently strides over.
Remember—it’s forbidden for employees to have sex with cast members.