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Story: Kept
Her eyes were bright as stars, her bottom lip ragged where she must have chewed it as she watched me kiss Laurent. “Yes,” she whispered. “Please, Varick. I’m so ready.”
“I’ll need to feel for myself,” I said, and I thrust my hand between her legs and stroked over her folds. She was dripping, her entrance so sopping wet it sucked at my fingers as I pumped them inside her. I gathered her juices on my hand and carried them around to her ass. My dick throbbed as I delved between her cheeks and smeared the moisture around her tight, pleated pucker.
She arched and cried out, her hips rolling faster. Laurent rubbed his thumb over her clit. His dick bobbed between them, his slit shiny with precome.
After a few more firm strokes around her rim, I pushed my finger into Given’s ass.
“Oh!” she cried, and then she keened, her slim body shaking between us as she came with my finger in her ass and Laurent working her clit furiously. A flush spread down her tits, and her nipples drew impossibly tight. She shook, her asshole clenching around me. I watched her closely, pumping my finger in and out of her hole until she went slack and sagged against Laurent, her forehead on his shoulder.
“Beautiful girl,” he murmured, pulling his fingers from her pussy. He offered them to me, and I sucked them into my mouth, tasting Given’s cream. He parted his lips as he watched me, his fangs sliding down.
“That’s my dessert,” I murmured around his fingers. “More.”
His eyes glowed. “Baby…” he breathed, then pulled his fingers from my mouth and swiped them between Given’s legs. She moaned softly and turned her head, watching as I licked more of her sugary cunt from Laurent’s fingertips. He repeated the motion, dipping between her legs and pushing glistening fingers past my lips.
Beautiful prince. And our princess. There was so much I wanted to do with them. A lifetime of things I needed to see.
Starting now.
I pulled Given off Laurent and put her on her hands and knees in the center of the bed. She swayed a little, setting her tits swinging. “Fuck, halfling,” I murmured, sliding my hands under her and fondling her breasts. “This is a view I need to see more often. I might make you start crawling to me when I tell you to come.”
She moaned in response. Laurent watched from the top of the bed, one hand slowly stroking up and down his dick.
I pinched Given’s nipples sharply, making her squeal. “I’m going to fuck your ass while you suck our husband. How does that sound?”
“Yes,” she gasped. “Gods, yes.”
I looked at Laurent, drinking in his spread thighs and big dick and smooth balls underneath—all of it mine. He continued his languid strokes.
“Am I boring you?” I asked gruffly.
He gave me one of his more sullen looks as he worked his cock. “I’m just waiting for you to decide you’ve tortured everyone enough.”
“That sounds like something a bad boy would say.”
His jaw tightened.
“Are you going to be bad?”
“Fuck,” he muttered, his hand stilling on his dick. He closed his eyes for a moment as he clearly struggled to stave off his release. After a second, he exhaled a shaky breath and opened his eyes.
I lifted an expectant brow.
“I’ll be good,” he mumbled.
“Say the whole thing.”
He dragged in another breath. “I’ll be a good boy.”
“Come here and show me how good you are.” I moved my hands to Given’s hips, and Laurent scooted down the bed. I pointed, and he went to his knees in front of her.
“Kiss her,” I ordered, his obedience setting a fire inside me. The blaze crackled along my veins as he drew her mouth to his, his gorgeous body curled forward to meet her. I watched them, stroking her back and squeezing her ass. Running my fingers down her pretty cleft and skimming my fingertips around her sensitive hole.
I kept Given and Laurent at it for a long time, making them wait for me. When their moans turned to whimpers, I said, “That’s enough.”
Laurent lifted his head. His dick was so hard it looked painful.
I palmed Given’s cheeks and spread her open, baring the tight hole I couldn’t wait to get inside. “He’s being a good boy,” I said. “Are you ready to be a good girl?”
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