Page 18 of Asphyxia
“Would she want to be shared?”
I couldn’t help but chuckle because I already knew the answer to that question, even though Madison was asleep and not even a part of the conversation.
“Fuck yes, she would. Are you kidding me?” I whisper-shouted, almost too excited for where we were heading with all of this.
Dean rubbed the side of his jaw with his palm as he debated the proposition I had just made. I anxiously waited for his answer and hoped he would be open to the idea, especially while he was still getting over his breakup with Amber.
“Here’s the thing… If we do this, you need to be upfront with me—”
“I will—”
“Inallaspects.” He pressed. “That means if there is a problem, you tell me before pulling any kind of stupid shit. We are brothers above all else.”
I heard what he was saying and understood its gravity. Bros before hoes, or something along those lines—remembering that our relationship came before Madison and that no woman—even her, was worth destroying that bond.
“Done.” I agreed without hesitation.
I wanted this, and as long as Madison only slept in one of our beds, I was more than happy with the conditions.
“Do you want to wake her up, or should I?” Dean smirked, licking his lips as his eyes trailed up and down her prone figure.
“You had her last night; I think it’s my turn.”
“Fair enough. She’s all yours.”
Dean and I bumped fists before he made his way to the living room, and I slid into his bedroom, shutting the door behind me with a soft click of the lock.
CrawlingmywayontoDean’s bed, I hovered over her sprawled body on all fours before leaning down to pepper kisses along her shoulder blade.
Madison groaned as she stretched out underneath me like a cat, pushing her hips and ass up in the air.
“Mmm… Dean?”
“You’re in the wrong bed this morning, kitten,” I murmured against her skin, which I could feel turning flush under my lips. Madison’s eyes flared wide as she quickly twisted her upper body to face me.
“Marcus.” She gasped in shock and confusion. “I—”
“You don’t need to explain anything. Come here.” I captured her mouth with mine, groaning at the mere taste of her.Fuck, she was delicious.
Madison moaned, her hands rushing to the waistband of my gym shorts and fumbling to pull my dick out of them.
“You’re eager,” I mumbled against her lips, devouring her mouth like a meal as I grew hard for her.
“I’m always eager for you, baby boy.” She panted in lust before sinking her teeth into my bottom lip as she stroked my dick andlined it up against her entrance. “Now, give me that pretty cock.” Madison giggled right before I drove myself in deep, a gasp passing both our lips as she took me to the base in a single thrust.
“Fuck.” She hissed a moan, wrapping her legs tightly around my hips for leverage as I began thrusting myself in and out of her.
“Tell me how good Dean felt.”
Fuck, why was it so arousing to know about her fucking him? Why did I even give a shit?
“Marcus, I—”
“I don’t care that you fucked him; I just want to know if you enjoyed him as much as me.” I could feel my competitive nature coming out, the primal urge to make her crave me just as much—if not more—than him.
“Baby boy, you have nothing to worry about when it comes to Dean; you’ll always be my guilty pleasure—” Her fingers found their way through my hair, gripping the strands tightly as her pussy clenched around my dick. “And taste like sweet sin.”
“That’s my girl,” I leaned down to suck on her neck. “Because you’re ours now, and we aren’t sharing you with anyone else.”
