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He is still fisting his dick as I look back at him, “You are going to take Hunter’s cock so well for us.” She whimpers as I glide one finger into her entrance. “Do you want Hunter to fill this pussy up?”
“Y-yes.” She moans out.
“Hunter, our girl wants you.”
“What our girl wants, our girl gets.” He grabs her hips, pulling her down to his lap.
I drop to my knees, gripping his thick cock in my hand giving it a few strokes before he lowers her pussy on him.
I line up his tip with her entrance and am hypnotized by the way he slowly disappears into her cunt.
He pauses a few times letting her adjust to his size.
“Fucking hell, El. You are perfect.” I whisper to her.
Hunter rolls his hips, her hands grip his thighs on each side of her.
“Goddamn baby girl, your pussy is gripping me so tight.” I see Hunter’s eyes are slammed shut, and he is biting his bottom lip.
“Her pussy is gonna make you cum already?” I smirk at him and he shoots a glare at me, “She feels so fucking good doesn’t she?” He nods, bucking his hips up, making his eyes roll, “Just wait.” I lift her off his lap slowly and then push her back down on his cock.
“ Fuuucking shit! ” He hisses through his teeth.
“Do you hear how your pussy is making him feel, El?” Her eyes look at me and she lifts off of him again on her own and lowers back down. Her lips part and Hunter's fingers dig into the skin of her hips. “You’re driving him insane.” She grins at me.
Her eyes sparkle with the knowledge of Hunter losing control because of her.
She lets her gaze drag down my body, landing on my cock.
Her hand reaches out and I let her wrap around it, smiling at her as she starts to stroke me.
Hunter can tell what she’s doing because he is pushing her down to lower her perfectly in front of my cock.
She lets her tongue free and licks the tip.
“You want to know what it feels like to take both of our cocks at the same time?”
She nods and Hunter grips a hand in her hair and yanks her up, her back slamming against his chest. He pumps roughly into her a few times but stops abruptly and she squirms at the loss.
“What did we say, Elliott?” He takes her clit between his fingers and pinches. She wails at the feeling.
“W-words. You said to use m-my wor-ds.” She whines out.
“So, use. Your. Words.” He slaps her clit.
“Yes, I want to feel both of your cocks inside of me. ”
“Atta girl.” He kisses along her neck and slowly starts to thrust into her again.
I indulge in the sight, lowering to her clit and sucking it into my mouth. She looks down at me and I keep our eyes locked as I let my tongue slide down to her entrance. Hunter’s cock glides against my tongue as he pumps into her.
“Fuuuuuck.” They both moan loudly.
I lap at where they meet a few more moments before returning to Elliott’s clit, sucking on it in soft pulses. Her eyes never leave mine, and I watch as her lips part and she groans out in pleasure.
She is perfection.
“Kameron, give our girl what she wants.” He is losing control and I know he won’t be able to hold back for much longer. Elliott’s pussy has the same effect on me.
I lean back against the desk, and Hunter pushes off the chair, bringing her closer, then pushes her back down to bend her over.
Her full lips part for me, wrapping around my leaking dick and I push it further into her.
She gags as the tip hits her throat and I pull back just enough so she can recover and then start to pump into her mouth.
Her cheeks hollow and her tongue swirls at the base of my dick.
Her hands land on my thighs for support, and I lace my fingers through her hair. “Is this what you wanted? Hunter filling your beautiful pussy and my cock down your throat?” I pull out of her mouth, letting her use those words Hunter and I love .
“Yes, I want more.” She says, as spit drips down her chin and her eyes light up.
I flash her a look, “Manners.”
“ Please give me more. Use me to cum.”
God those words.
I push her mouth back onto my cock, hand still gripping her damp hair.
I allow myself to lose control and fuck her mouth like she said she wanted.
Hunter reaches a hand under Elliott and rubs at her clit.
Her moans vibrate down my cock, making my balls tighten.
I look at Hunter and see he is just as close as I am.
“Cum for us, Elliott.”
“Cum on my cock, baby girl.”
Hunter curses, his eyes rolling back as they both spiral into ecstasy.
The sight pushes me over the edge and I shove my cock fully into her mouth, my hot cum filling her throat.
“ Holy fuck. ” I groan as I watch her swallow every last drop.
I pull out of her mouth and she gives me a lazy but wicked smile.
Oh, she is pleased with herself.
Hunter pulls her to his chest, lowering back onto the chair. Her head finds the crook of his neck, she looks up at him, and the look on his face makes my heart melt.
“That was fucking perfect.” He whispers to her, his hand cupping her cheek as his thumb rubs her skin. “ You are fucking perfect.” He kisses her then, his mouth devouring her like she will vanish at any second.
I go to get a wet towel, coming back quickly to clean Elliott up.
I get to my knees and Hunter widens his legs, spreading Elliott’s along with his. I watch him pull out of her and his release leaks out of her pussy. I can’t help myself, I dip down and lap up both of their cum onto my tongue. Elliott jolts at the sudden contact.
“You both taste delicious together.” I give her slit another lick, savoring the taste of them.
“Oh, for fuck’s sake guys.” Marcus grumbles through the room.
I snap my gaze to the door where he stands, his feet stuck in place, brown eyes darting from Elliott, Hunter, and I’s bare bodies. Those umber hues flicker with a flame I’ve missed so much, but before I can fully enjoy it, it’s smothered by a long blink as he turns on his heels and storms off.
Fucking shit.
I look at Hunter, who offers his hand out for the towel, “I’ve got her.”
“I’ll be right back.” I give them each one more look, kissing both on the lips before I scramble into my pants and out of the room.
I knew I was the one who had to go after him.
He wouldn't want to talk to any of us, but I knew I had to at least try to get him to calm down.
Hunter had been his rock through this. Always there for him and Marcus let him take that role on.
But Marcus and I have never gone this long with a fight, ever.
I wanted to be a part of his world again.
Someone he could come to, talk with, hang out with. I missed him so much it hurt at times.
"What the fuck is your problem?!" I yelled after Marcus, who was all but running down the hallway.
"Nothing." His word is clipped as he keeps his rapid pace.
"Nothing my ass, Flores."
"I said nothing. Now leave it." He waves his hand in the air, not turning to look at me once, "Now go back to fucking your new toy."
"My new toy?" I chuckle, "I think we both know she’s more than a toy." It was true, Elliott was far more than an itch Hunter and I were scratching. She was everything . Hunter hasn't said anything, but I could see the way he looked at her. The way he talked to her. He felt the exact same way.
"We’ll see how long that lasts." Marcus spits out.
I could sense the thin line Marcus was trying to keep between him and us. But I knew he needed to demolish the boundary he created. I never wanted us to be like this. I never wanted him to pull away. But he chose to build this massive wall around himself.
"Man the fuck up, Marcus!" I shoot at him, keeping my pace right on his tail.
I grab his shoulder, forcing him to look at me but he swats me away.
I let out a low laugh, "Typical Flores. Never can use his goddamn words.
Can never say how he really feels." He stops in his tracks, "Never knows what he fucking wants.
" I could see his shoulders rising and falling with every deep breath he took.
I knew I was pushing him farther than he wanted to go, but I didn't give a fuck anymore.
He was pouting and throwing tantrums every time he saw Elliott with Hunter or me.
And he didn't hide his brattiness when he saw us all together.
The fucking remarks he would give El were childish.
Could she handle them, of course, she was a fucking strong ass woman.
But she didn't deserve that shit, even if it was the only way Marcus would allow himself to be close to her.
I knew he wanted her. He wanted us . All of us.
But he was too fucking hard headed to let himself be happy.
Because god forbid Marcus have a happy ending.
So, if he wanted to act like a brat, I would treat him like one.
"It's always poor Marcus ," I straighten my posture, standing tall as I come around to his side, " Look at me. I’m so troubled and don't deserve happiness even though it’s right the fuck in front of me.
" He doesn’t look my way, so I force him to by grabbing his chin in a firm grip, "Always acting like a fucking brat.
" His nostrils flare, pupils dilating as he locks eyes with me now.
"I never wanted it to be like this. You chose to push me away.
" I hiss between my teeth. My blood starts to burn in my veins as I let the sorrow of what we used to have flood through me all over again.
"So don't be an asshole to me, or Hunter, or El because you can't get the fuck over yourself.
" I pull his face closer but he yanks his head away, out of my grasp.
He shifts away from me, ready to bolt, but before he can get in a step I shout, "Stop throwing your tantrum because everyone you love is fucking while you’re off having your little pity party. "
He moves in a flash as the words fall off my lips, but not away from me.
No, he slams me against the wall, his mouth breathing hard against mine.
He gazes at my parted lips for what feels like forever.
Until he finally whispers, "You have no idea what you are fucking talking about.
" His tone was so low I had to strain to hear it.
"What? Is the brat mad because he isn't the one that’s tasting my cock?" My words are loud and purposeful, "Seems like a personal choice to me." I add.
His brows furrow as he watches my lips form the words and he looks more and more conflicted as I talk.
I bring my hips off the wall, meeting them with his.
He closes his eyes at the touch, with a sorrowful look still on his face, one that would have cracked my heart open if I weren’t so mad at him.
"You could have it…" I let the words play in his ear for a moment before adding, "…
my cock, Hunter's, even El's pretty cunt.
" I roll my hips, teasing him more than he can handle.
He proves me right by pushing himself off the wall. The cedar and smoke smell leaves my senses as the distance grows between us. A few more steps back and I can see his black denim pants tented from his hardness .
I knew he wanted it.
"But of course…" I breathe out, running my hands through my honey locks, "You're too fucking scared."
I leave him there. Walking away, back to…back to I don't fucking know. All I knew was he didn't get to be the one that was mad. No, he wasn't the one allowed to be upset, when he was the one ruining everything. He wasn't the only one who was heartbroken all this time.
It was his turn to be the one to stand alone in the hallway, wondering what he did wrong. And if he couldn't realize it then he could go fuck himself.
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