Her hole puckers against my fingertip. I flash him a grin. “Jealous?”
“No.” He growls and pushes his cock into her pussy right in front of me.
I start to finger her ass at the same time until Ren cries out, her thighs quivering as she takes both invasions.
She’s pressed between us. Dax lifts her hips and plunges in, balls deep, while I hold her and stroke into her a few more times. It isn’t long before I know it’s okay to add a second finger. I stretch her, getting her ready for the finale.
Our girl can take it.
She’s made for it.
Dax rocks into her, plunging his girth deep with a growl. Despite his size, he slides in easily—that’s how wet she is for us. How much she’s enjoying this. And that’s good enough for me.
It has to be. Fighting has no place when she’s the one in the middle of us.
Then with Dax’s help, we lift her. I fist my cock and push slowly into her ass where she’s so elastic tight and beyond sensitive. There’s a small contraction. I pause, waiting for her to adjust, then her muscles relax and a moan rumbles across her entire being.
I slowly slide in all the way, giving her plenty of time to acclimate, only a thin flap of skin separating me and Dax.
“That’s it, baby.” I murmur the encouragement. “You’ve got this.”
“What a good girl,” Dax agrees.
Ren starts to ride me, and her anal canal squeezes me tight with each slow bounce.
Then Dax moves again. The leg over his shoulder slides down and he grips it while I take the other. Now she’s spread, my cock in her ass and Dax in her pussy.
No longer wanting to be gentle, Dax shoves in so fucking hard that I feel her stretch and tighten.
She screams at the sudden assault. “Oh, fuck! Too much, too much!”
“Stop?” I ask tauntingly.
“Shit, Noble.” She hisses as Dax slams in and out of her. “Absolutely not.”
Dax looks at me, and all I do is nod.
Taking her chin, he kisses her as he continues to thrust in and out of her pussy. I can’t see anything but I can feel and hear. I feel it through her eyes through our bond.
“I love your fucking cunt, Red. I want to destroy it.”
He hammers into her mercilessly, and I band my arm tighter around her. This isn’t the best position for this, but it’s so hot, I’m not complaining. I can’t move too much where I am, but Dax’s frenzied thrusts are forcing her to bob on me more. She grinds the softness of her asscheeks against me.
I squeeze the globe of her breast and pinch her nipple.
“Yes!”
As her body clamps down on both of us with an intense orgasm, I bite her shoulder. The waves of her pleasure hit my cock, and the beat of her orgasm is everywhere as she comes. All the sensations—they’re so delicious, I groan.
Dax doesn’t stop. He fucks her without abandon. The bed scrapes against the floor with every thrust.
Then he grunts and comes. I feel the twitch of his cock, the pressure of his cum starting to fill her, but he pulls out before he knots. As he grips himself, ropes of cum spray across her tits and stomach.
“Fuck, fuck, fuuuuuuck.” Dax practically stumbles as he empties himself out on her, painting her skin with his seed.
I don’t know why he didn’t knot, exactly, but it’s a sign to take my turn. I’m still inside her, and I lift her, slamming her down, bending over the bed so that her hips are on the edge. And then, gripping her hips, I start to batter into her.
“That’s it, baby,” I grunt. “You did such a good job taking both of us, but now it’s my turn.”