Page 30 of The Third Wheel
"Oh god, fuck me," I whimpered. "Please? Show me with your body."
"Say it again," Colby said, teasing my entrance with the tip of the flogger handle.
"I'm begging you. I need you to fuck me," I pleaded, my pride long forgotten in the intensity of my need.
"Would Mira like to see that? A photo of your hole stretched to its limits around my cock?"
"Yes."
"What a good boy you are." He set the flogger aside, stroking his fingers over the welts he'd left behind.
My body trembled with anticipation as Colby's hand wrapped around my throbbing cock, his grip firm and possessive. "Are you my needy little slut, Gunnar?"
"Fuck, yes." I craved his kind of loving control. Everything was perfect, from his words to the delicious mix of pain and pleasure he'd brought me.
"Good." He stroked a hand down my back. "Now, for your surprise." Before I could react, the door swung open to reveal Mira in all her dark-haired beauty, her eyes wide at the sight of us.
I glanced back at her, startled to see her there, and a little confused. "I thought you weren't coming until tomorrow?"
Mira grinned. "What? No, I texted you both to let you know that Nori had way less stuff than I thought she'd have. Apparently she's on some minimalism kick. Anyway, when I texted, we were almost home. Colby said you guys were having dinner, so I dropped Nori off and came over as quickly as I could. I'm beat."
"Colby?" I asked, eying him.
Colby chuckled. "I lied."
"Why?" Maybe it was the foggy feeling of subspace, but I was so confused.
He shrugged, moving in close and grabbing my ass roughly. "I was afraid, too, baby. Afraid I wouldn't get this. And I fucking wanted this."
"Me, too," I admitted.
Mira's gaze flicked back and forth between our naked bodies, our cocks hard and eager for release. She stroked my shaft as she gave me a soft kiss, then stepped back, hopping onto the bed and lounging against the pillows. "Colby, I hope you're about to fuck my husband. I want to see him take it."
"Your wish is my command." Colby's hazel eyes smoldered with lust as he reached for the lube.
I groaned, glancing towards Mira. I shouldn't have been so desperate for him to fill me up, to stretch me out and claim me as his own, but I was. I couldn't think of anything else.
"Patience, big man." Colby's teasing tone made me feel tingly all over as he slicked up his fingers and pressed one against my entrance. I moaned, my body quaking with need as he slowly pushed inside.
He took his time stretching me before a second finger joined the first scissoring inside me in the most delicious way. My breath hitched as the stretch became more intense, but the pleasure far outweighed any discomfort.
"More," I begged, my body hungry for everything Colby had to offer.
"Greedy boy," Mira said, tossing her shirt aside and slipping her pants down around her hips. I watched her out of the side of my eye as she pulled her favorite toy out of the drawer, dragging it between her legs with a soft, pleased sound.
"She's so turned on by watching you behave like a slut." Colby's voice was husky with desire as he leaned in close, massaging my ass, his fingers curling and hitting somewhere very, very nice. "What will she think when she finds out I'm training you to be my little fuckhole slave, eager to be stuffed any time I'm hard?"
"Please," I said once more, my heart pounding as he twisted his fingers inside me.
"What are you?"
"Your fucktoy," I whimpered. Colby's cock dragged against my entrance, impossibly large, but I pressed back against him, trying to shove him deeper. I wanted to be stuffed full, and the heat of his cock made my body shake as I fought to take him.
The moment Colby's cock sank further into my tight hole, something inside me shifted. It wasn't just the physical sensation—it was everything that came with it. The vulnerability, the submission, and the trust I was placing in him.
"Fuck, Gunnar," Colby said, gripping my hips as he buried himself to the hilt. "You're so fucking tight."
"Feels so good," I panted, gazing at Mira as she continued to touch herself, watching us. In that moment, I realized how much my feelings for Colby had deepened. Allowing him to take control, to dominate me like this—it was the sexiest thing I could imagine. He pressed deeper, seating himself fully inside me, and I moaned as he held me close, sucking on my neck.
