Page 31 of The Third Wheel
"I'm going to spend a lot of time inside this hole now," Colby said. "It's mine, and another man will never be allowed inside it. Am I clear?"
"Yes, Sir."
"Go lay next to your wife so she can watch you submit," Colby ordered, his voice strained as he pulled out of me. I obeyed without question, my body trembling with anticipation as Imoved onto my back. He pushed my legs apart, exposing my aching hole once again before he plunged back inside, eliciting a moan from deep within me.
"Kiss me," I begged, reaching up to pull his face down to mine. Our mouths crashed together, tongues dancing wildly as he fucked me. His fingers dug into my thighs, leaving marks I knew would last for days. But I didn't care—I wanted him to mark me, to claim me as his own.
"Remember who you belong to."
"You. Both of you."
He lifted his head, his gaze flicking between Mira and me. "You're not allowed to come yet. Mira needs your cock, too. Right now, you're my hole to fuck, and your cock doesn't need attention."
"Please, harder." I bucked beneath him, desperate for more. I knew I couldn't come yet, but the feeling of being used by both of them, of being completely at their mercy—it drove me wild.
"Such a needy slut." Colby picked up the pace, and I could feel my climax building, a fire raging within me that threatened to consume me, even with my cock untouched. But I held back, just as he'd commanded.
He fucked me with all of his strength, with a wild, raw abandon he wouldn't have used with Mira. The bed shook with the force of his thrusts, and Mira's small hand wrapped around me.
"I want him to come from it."
"Please," I gasped again. "Please, Colby."
"You heard her. Come for me."
Her fingers trailed down my cock, giving me the last bit of pleasure that I needed, and I tipped over the edge with a shout, writhing beneath my new lover as my wife stroked me to orgasm. He followed soon after, collapsing against me as his cock unloaded deep inside me.
The world had shifted, just as it had that campsite, and there was no way I was letting either of them go. Not now, not ever.
With one final, possessive kiss, Colby slipped his cock out of me, his attention shifting to focus on Mira. Mira grinned.
"I think it's time to make your wife come."
Mira laughed, waving her vibrator triumphantly. "That was so fucking hot. I already came."
Colby
The summer flew byfast, full of hot, passionate nights with Gunnar and Mira and busy days at the bookstore, which was packed with summer tourists most days. After all the chaos, we decided to throw a big Labor Day weekend barbecue at our house, inviting Mira's mom to drive down from Portland, and my parents to drive down from their house in Seaside.
Jay, Wanda, and Nori were there as well, but they weren't the ones I worried about as I surveyed the gathering. I couldn't help but feel a twinge of worry about how our families would react to the truth of our polyamorous triad. I watched as Mira smoothly introduced my parents to everyone they hadn't met before, feeling a twinge of nerves as Wanda started chatting with them.
My parents were pretty progressive, but I wasn't sure how they'd feel about a crazy biker grandma. My sister, Luna, walked over and bumped me with her elbow.
"How's it going, world traveler?" I asked.
She grinned. "I'm so thrilled that you found Mira to run the bookstore instead of me! But I still haven't figured out what it is that makes me tick."
"What if you need to find the right person?" I murmured.
"Or people," my sister said with a wink, before sauntering off, leaving me with a mind full of questions. Did Luna know about our relationship? And if so, how? Were we that obvious?
"Can y'all pass the potato salad?" Wanda asked, her voice breaking through my thoughts.
As we put the food on the table and settled down to eat, Wanda didn't waste any time diving into the subject that had been simmering beneath the surface all night. "So, Colby, Mira, and Gunnar," she began, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "How's life as a throuple treating you?"
The entire table fell silent, stunned by Wanda's blunt question. Mira cleared her throat, shooting Wanda a look that said, 'That wasn't how we wanted to break the news.'
"Grandma!" Jay hissed from across the table, giving Wanda a disapproving glare.
