Keeping my gaze on the action, I steadily buried myself to the hilt before waiting for him to adjust. It wasn’t an overly large toy, but it had unusual curves and ridges that were probably different from what he’d experienced before.
Although, I still don’t know what Surt is packing…
“Ready?” I asked the star of the show, running a soothing hand down his spine as I coolly glanced around the room. “Is everybody ready?”
Fen nodded gravely as Surt continued to stare as if he’d never seen a girl wield a dick better than him before.
“Wait!” Jör cried, and I immediately started pulling out. “No! Iwantthis…” He nodded at me over his shoulder before facing forward again. “But I also need…”
I patiently waited for him to elaborate, but, for once, my vocal pet seemed lost for words.
That’s… odd.
Fen moved first—gracefully rising from his chair and sliding onto the bed. “What is it,beibe?”He carded his fingers through Jör’s soft brown hair. “Is it too much with Surt and me in the room?”
“No, Daddy,” Jör purred, pushing back against my cock to get me fully inside him again. “It’s just… I needallof you.”
An orgy it is then.
“Do you need to wrap those pretty lips around another cock, pet?” I cooed, starting to thrust—slow and deep—to coax him into deciding. “Do you need all three of your alphas to fill your holes?”
I accidentally made eye contact with Surt as I asked these pressing questions. Instead of scowling or looking away, he held my gaze—shockingly, without challenge or judgment in his expression. It almost seemed like he was waiting forsomeone elseto make the call about what happened next.
That’s… unexpected.
Jör whimpered and reached for Fen’s belt buckle with trembling hands. “Yes. I can make Daddy feel good,” he murmured in reply, wrestling the other man free. “But you need someone to makeyoufeel good, too.”
I immediately dropped my gaze from Surt’s—not at all wanting to see his reaction tothatsuggestion. “That’s very thoughtful of you, pet,” I lightly replied, reaching down to turn on the vibration setting on my side of the toy. “But I can take care of myself…”
Surt stalked around the bed and I froze, half-expecting him to tear me away from Jör and take over. Instead, he stopped behind me—close enough for his clothing to brush against my naked skin—before reaching down to place his hand over mine on the strap-on controls.
“Letme,”he gruffly insisted. “Our plaything demands it.”
Okay, but this is adorable.
Normally, I wouldn’t dream of giving Surt the keys to my pleasure, but I also didn’t want to stop the big grumpy giant from doing something nice for Jör.
Aaaand… maybe I want his big stupid hand near my vajay.
Sue me.
If the only way the two of us would ever scene together was at Jör’s request, I could accept that. Surt was even more unyielding than I was, so—despite my filthy fantasies—I’d probably never see the man on his knees.
Despite how pretty of a picture it would paint.
Deciding to play nice, I slipped my hand out from under his and attempted to maneuver his huge mitt to the correct spot. “There are nine-speeds,” I instructed, my voice catching as he grazed my clit with the rough pad of his thumb. “And these buttons control each end of the toy.”
“Just a toy, hmm?” Surt murmured in my ear—his breath causing loose strands of hair to tickle my skin. “You feel more like a weapon.”
Before I could taunt him about howmydamage twig was more powerful than his, Surt tapped the button on my end three times, making me gasp and plunge into Jör harder than I meant to.
“Mmph!” Jör exclaimed around Fen’s cock, but it was a happy sound, so I relaxed.
As much as possible, considering the circumstances.
I could handle my hot pink ‘weapon.’ I could handle fucking a beautiful boy in his juicy peach, even while his mouth was otherwise engaged. But what was making my head spin was the man looming over me, suffocating me with his delicious woodsmoke scent while he casually rested his enormous hand on my hip—poised to attack.
“Why aren’t you fucking your pet?” Surt rumbled, flicking his thumb to kick me into fourth gear.