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Share Us
“No.” Colt rises. “She’s mine now, too.”
I want to say, “Now, now, boys. Share and share alike.”
But that’s not in my book, and saying, “No. Don’t you dare share me. Don’t you dare fuck me with those huge cocks,” is equally fun.
“Oh, but secretly,” Beau pours lube over my mound, “you’re a dirty little girl, and you want these huge cocks, don’t you?”
He lets the lube coat my sex until it’s dripping from my tingling, exposed flesh. He hands the bottle to Colt, who glazes his cock, too, before he secures the long-hanging sheath around it.
Lube and blue paint are everywhere. We are definitely replacing the carpet with hardwood floors, and who cares? Who cares when it’s all fun and love and trust? Who cares when Colt’s cock looks part alien, part human, and part stallion about to mount me?
“Fuck her first, Valr,” Beau commands Colt. “That’s the Wilder custom. I give you my wife, my woman, and she gives us peace.”
Oh my god, they did read my draft.
They do love me so much.
A happy tear escapes because they’re gonna make me so damn dirty, too.
And to hear Beau say wife. To watch him rub his thumb with the fingernail vibrator attached to it slowly over my clit as we gaze down at Colt, who slowly lifts his wide, flared purple tip to press inside me?
“Yeeessss,” I moan because smutty fact is so much better than science fiction…
Sometimes.
“Damn,” Colt groans, watching his obscene length enter me. “Fuck this is hot,” he marvels, and we agree. Our gaze is trapped, looking down while he penetrates my vulnerable entrance.
“You’re too long,” I protest, twisting in my restraints. “Your cock is too long.”
It’s not. It’s perfect. It feels incredible. My pussy feels electric with desire. It wants more, but his sheath won’t fit all the way. Still, it’s the naughty thought that counts.
Because Colt leans forward, gently kissing my adoring lips while Beau rubs my clit, his body pressed to Colt’s between my thighs.
Then Colt lifts from my lips, staring down, admiring while he flexes his abs, slowly gliding more in. “Fuck yes, take me,” he growls. He doesn’t stop. I don’t want him to. I’m not using my safe word. I trust him too much. I want him too much. “Look at your little pussy taking my inches. Damn, you’re creaming on it. You want it.”
“She loves it,” Beau coaxes, thrilling my clit, too. “Such a dirty human for us, loving that long, purple, alien bull cock fucking her pussy. Damn, she’s gonna come on it.”
I start shaking. It’s the taboo. It’s the care. It’s the full sensation. It’s the forbidden, sexy sight when it’s just an act, but it’s not.
It’s our truth. It’s our love.
They overwhelm me.
The orgasm exploding through my sex is sudden and severe. It’s a million shattering sparks of pleasure, and I can’t speak. I just watch, trapped in the swing, trapped by the sight, then trapped, screaming, shaking while I hold on to Colt’s adoring stare. He’s in awe, watching me. “Yes, Blair.” He breaks character. “Yes, look at me making you come so hard.”
“Please!” I scream. “Please, I can’t take any more.”
Yes, I can, and they give it.
Colt carefully pulls out, and Beau gently eases in. They feel so different; it’s perfection.
New sensations storm my pussy.
Beau’s blue sheath isn’t long, but it’s obscenely thick, as inch after widening inch stretches me to receive him.
This is like our Valentine’s night. The first time Beau gave me my fantasy, the one he inspired.
Then he took my heart and left me with his.
