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Halsey pulls back, her lips sliding off my length with a slick sound, only to lower herself again, taking more of me.She works her way down, her tongue pressing against the underside of my cock, trying to fit as much as she can—both my length and my girth pushing her to her limits.Every movement is controlled, every flick of her tongue purposeful, and the combination of her mouth and her hands playing with my balls is driving me wild.
Dustin watches with a dark, approving gaze, his smirk deepening as Halsey works to take me into her mouth.“Look at you,” he murmurs, his voice thick with praise, dripping with that possessive edge.“Taking that big cock like such a good girl.You look so fucking beautiful with our guy fucking your mouth.”
His words spur her on, and I can feel Halsey trying to take even more of me, her lips stretching around my girth, the sight of her sending another surge of heat through my body.She’s determined, focused, and the way she looks up at me, eyes glistening, makes it impossible to hold back the groan that slips past my lips.
But Dustin isn’t done.He kneels beside her, his hands sliding up her thighs, parting them with ease, revealing her glistening wetness.“Do you want my fingers in your cunt, baby?”he asks, his voice low, teasing.“Or should I try to open that pretty ass of yours?”
Halsey trembles at his words, her mouth still working over me, her body caught between the two of us, her need growing with every passing second.The tension coils tighter, every touch, every word driving us closer to the edge.
Dustin’s voice drops even lower, his breath hot against Halsey’s ear as his fingers tease the edges of her thighs.“Can you imagine it, baby?Me fucking your ass while he fills that pretty pussy of yours?The two of us inside you, stretching you, and the only thing between us is that thin little membrane.We’ll make you feel everything—every inch, every thrust.”
Halsey shudders, her mouth still working over me, her body trembling at Dustin’s words.He leans closer, his lips brushing against her skin as he continues, his voice dripping with praise.“You’d take us both so well, wouldn’t you?You’re perfect for us, baby.Made for us.The way your body would open for me, for him ...we’d make you ours, ours forever.”
His hands slide up her inner thighs, inching closer to her wet heat.“You’d love it, wouldn’t you?Being so full, so overwhelmed by us.You’d come so hard, I bet, feeling us both inside you, pushing you past your limits.You were made for this.Made for us to share, to fuck, to claim.”
ChapterThirty-One
Dustin
“You were made for this.Made for us to share, to fuck, to claim,” I whisper, my voice heavy with desire, and I feel her body tremble beneath me.Each shudder, every slight movement of her hips, only fuels the fire inside me.She’s completely caught in the moment, and I can’t help but savor every reaction, each subtle sign that she’s losing herself to us.
“Ride me, baby.Fuck my face,” I murmur, my words a mix of command and plea, urging her to give in.
My mouth is on her clit, circling, teasing, playing with that delicate line between pleasure and need.She’s so sweet, intoxicating, and every time my tongue brushes against her, I feel her tighten, feel her body arch for more.Her lips are wrapped around Santos’s cock, taking him deeper with every stroke, her moans muffled but undeniable.She’s already so far gone, and it’s pushing me closer to the edge.
I flick my tongue over her clit again, but this time I trail lower, dipping down to her entrance.She’s soaked, her body practically begging for more.I can feel her clenching, her need almost palpable as I let my tongue glide against her folds.But I don’t stop there.
I drag my tongue back up, grazing her clit briefly before shifting even lower, tracing the tight ring of her asshole.Her reaction is immediate—a gasp, her body tightening around me—but she doesn’t stop.She’s still moving, her mouth working over Santos, drawing groans from him as I continue to tease her.
There’s something so raw, so vulnerable in the way her body responds to us.The way she allows herself to be devoured, to be stretched thin between us.It’s more than just lust—it’s a connection, something deeper, something that goes beyond the physical.And as I trace my tongue along her most sensitive places, I know she feels it too.She’s not just here for this moment.She’s giving herself to us completely, and the impact of that realization hits me like an undeniable surge.
I move my tongue again, teasing her entrance and her asshole in turn, watching as her body tries to keep up with the sensation.She’s caught between two worlds—one with her mouth on Santos, the other with me, completely overwhelmed.I take my time, savoring every second, every quiver of her body, knowing this moment is fleeting but powerful.
Fuck.The thought slams into me as I watch her—so eager, so willing.The way she’s completely opened herself up to us, surrendering to every sensation, only pushes me further into this moment.I let my tongue circle her asshole again, slow, deliberate, feeling the way her muscles flutter beneath the pressure, her body instinctively responding to my touch.It’s intoxicating, the way she reacts—like she’s made for this, perfectly caught between the two of us, taking everything we’re giving her and still needing more.
I pull back just for a second, just long enough to wet my fingers before bringing them back to her entrance.I can barely breathe as I press one finger inside, feeling her tightness, her body stretching for me.“You’re so fucking tight,” I murmur, my voice low, more for her than for me.“But you’re going to take me, aren’t you, baby?How many fingers can that pretty cunt of yours take?”
Her moan is all the answer I need.Her body presses down against me, her hips grinding toward my face, desperate for more, and I know she’s ready.She wants this.No—she needs this.The way she arches, her soft moans muffled as she works her mouth over Santos, the way she craves both of us.It’s overwhelming.
I press two fingers inside her, slow, careful, savoring the way she stretches around me.Her hips buck, her body moving in sync with every flick of my tongue against her clit.I return to her, tongue working over her sensitive bud as my fingers push deeper, curling inside her just right, hitting that spot that makes her tremble.
The taste of her, sweet and familiar, fills my senses, but it’s more than just that—it’s the way she moves, the sounds she makes.The soft gasps, the way her moans mix with the deep groans coming from Santos as she takes him deeper into her mouth, their pleasure intertwined with mine.I’m losing myself in her, in this.
She’s completely at our mercy, and yet, somehow, she’s the one controlling every second, guiding us with her need, pulling us into her orbit.I can feel the power in it, the way she’s surrendering to the moment, and it’s everything I didn’t know I needed.Everything we need.
I tease her asshole with my other hand, brushing my finger against the tight ring, feeling her body tense and shudder under me.“Can I push it in, baby?”I murmur, my voice thick with lust.“Can you let me try?”
She moans, the sound muffled by Santos’s cock in her mouth, her head tilting in a silent yes.That’s all the permission I need.“Santos,” I growl, catching his gaze.“Suck on it.Wet it for her—suck it like it’s my cock.”
Santos glances down at me, not hesitating as he grabs my hand and wraps his mouth around my finger.He sucks it slow, wetting it with his tongue, his eyes dark with desire.The wet heat of his mouth nearly makes me lose it right there, but I hold it together, feeling my cock twitch painfully at the sight.
“Good,” I whisper, pulling my hand free once it’s slick enough.
I press my finger against her, slowly pushing in, inch by inch.Her body tenses, her breath catching as I reach the tight ring, and I can feel the resistance—the way her body struggles to take me.I know it’s painful, the way she’s holding herself still, trying to push past the sensation.
“You’re doing so good, baby,” I murmur, my voice softening just a little.“Just breathe.Let me in.I know it’s tight, but you’re perfect.You can take it.”
She moans around Santos’s cock, her lips still working over him, even as her body adjusts to me.Her hips shift, trembling under my touch, but she keeps going, keeps taking more of me.
