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This one is for the sluts.
“I want your cream covering my fingers when they get here.” He hissed, “So be a good girl and come on them so you can finish cooking dinner. Because I won’t stop until you do, I don’t care if they’re standing right here in the kitchen and watching me play with your body. I want your fucking orgasm, baby.”
If someone had asked me that night why I bothered to get up and walk around to her side of the bar, I wouldn’t have had a suitable answer. If someone asked me tonight, I’d instantly tell them it was because I knew then that she was my soul mate, and her sadness was called to mine.
“I want what we had.” His nostrils flared, but he stayed solid and still. “But I want her too.” I shook my head in frustration. “I want us all to have her.”
“When you fuck her tonight, make sure you do it good enough so I can hear it down the hallway.”
“It’s intoxicating to men like us, Rey. The three of us are like the big bad wolves in a sweet little fairytale, and you’re the innocent Little Red Riding Hood. Ready and ripe for the taking.” He rocked his hips again and kissed me.
“You’d be mortified if my best friend heard you moaning my name while I fucked your tight little body?” He asked, and I groaned at how dirty his words were. “You’d be mortified if he heard you coming all over my cock like the good girl you really are?”
And I fell asleep thinking about three pairs of eyes staring at me in the darkness, instead of just one.
“He’s going to slam into you, he’s not gentle, but you’ll never want him to be. You’re going to beg for his intensity as he fucks you. I’m right there too.” I promise, grounding her. “Parker and I are right there, touching you and kissing you while you take Trey’s cock for the first time.” “I can’t.” She gasped, shaking her head back and forth. “I’m not supposed to want to.”
Dallin was bi-sexual. And polyamorous. And wonderful. And loving. And tender. And terrifying.
And far more experienced than I was. And I didn’t know what the fuck to do with my hands.
“I promise you, I’m in it for life with you, baby. I just hope to add to our happy life, not separate and categorize it.”
“Because there are two of you and one of me. Two-thirds of the questions will be tame, leaving only every third question to be naughty. It’s the best I can offer at the moment.” He shrugged. “Because I’m horny as a frat boy and five of my seven favorite holes to stick my dick into are sitting right here in front of me, flirting with each other and making me so fucking hard I’m dangerously close to coming in my pants. Take it or leave it.”
“Oh, by the way. The water in the guest bathroom isn’t working right now.” I squinted my eyes in confusion, knowing damn well it did when I took a piss and brushed my teeth before I started cooking breakfast. But the confusion melted away when he added, “Maybe you should go on in and use our shower with Rey. Conserve water and all that hippie shit.” He winked and then walked through the door, leaving me unable to question him on it at all.
“Please make me come. I want it so bad. I’ve been so fucking horny since you showed up.”
“I want to take your cock in every single hole I have. I want to feel these piercings inside of me, touching me like no man ever has before.”
“Believe me, I want nothing more than to sink deep inside of you. But I want Dallin there the first time I take you.”
“You let him go, long before I found him.” She challenged. “I came back for him,” I said, and then groaned in frustration and bit my tongue to stop myself from saying anything else. “What do you mean?” She asked, softening her tone. “When?” “It doesn’t matter.”
“You’re never rude to her. Never.” He looked into my eyes as he said it. “You want to treat me and Parker like emotional punching bags fine, but you treat her like that, and I’ll treat you like a physical bag and knock the ever-living shit out of you. Understood?”
Me: You’re both fucking grounded and in the doghouse. If she sucks the sauce off her hot wings like a cock, I’m done. I can only break so many noses in one bar on my own. Dallin: You can also get her out of there at any point and bend her over literally any surface she chooses on the way home and fuck her brains out for being such a naughty girl.
“There’s romance in creating something with your own hands for someone you love.” She looked up at me finally. “Don’t you think?”
I tried. I wanted it written on my headstone someday, that I did really, really try to keep my eyes above the waist as he stood unashamed and unobscured in front of me for the first time. But I failed. I was a failure. A dirty, pathetic, aroused, and horny failure that let my eyes fall on the thick cock swinging between his legs, not even hard, yet still intimidatingly thick.
“Reyna, I’d very much like it if you’d do me the honor of being mine. We both know I already consume your body when we’re together,”
“It has to do with you on your hands and knees.” I paused as her pupils dilated, “Taking him in your pussy, and me in your ass.” “Fuck.” She gasped as her eyelids fluttered closed.
“I like the idea of being hunted by you big, bad wolves.”
“I’ve been fucking hard since she walked out in that skirt and I’m counting down the fucking seconds until we get out of here.”
“I’m a very dirty man, baby. You’re about to find out just how dirty I can get.”
“I’m choosing you,” D yelled loud enough for me to hear as he slid his nighttime glasses on. “Right now, right here, right this moment, I choose you.”
“Daddy,” I growled, running my hand up the long line of her spine to her hair and grabbing a handful. “Right now, I’m your fucking daddy.”
