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Miller

W ith a smile, I watch as Axel pins Spencer to the bedroom door. He entered the room before she did, waiting for her to come by. I know how horny he is because he texted me several times throughout the night whining.

“Hey, Tails.” His nose nuzzles her neck, and she tilts her head to give him better access.

“Axel. You startled me. I’m inclined to be upset, but…” Her voice trails off, and I see his hand sweep gentle fingers over her nipple.

I’m aching for this woman. My cock was semi-erect all night. When she kissed my forehead, I thought my cock might explode from that simple touch.

“I want you, Tails. So fucking much. Please. I’m begging you. You’re all I ever think about. I think your name is tattooed on my cock with as much as I’ve been chanting your name when I jerk off.”

I scoff behind them. “That’s romantic, Axel.” His foot swings back to kick me, but I deflect him.

“Can we…can we pause and shower…shower off the work day?” Her words come out staggered between gasps and moans as Axel continues the assault on her neck and breasts.

“Axel, be a good boy and listen to her.” He whines into Spencer’s neck. I step up behind him and run my hand up the nape of his neck and into his soft curls. I love his fucking curls. When I reach the crown of his head, I close my fist and pull his head away from her neck. His eyes meet mine from his upside-down angle. “Don’t you want to be a good boy?”

“Fuck. Why does that do something to me?”

“Because I think you like the praise. Now, kiss Spencer once more and be a good fucking boy and go turn the shower on like she asked.” I watch his Adam’s apple bob, and I lick his neck, feeling his moan vibrate under my lips. “Go.” When I release his hair, he stumbles back into my chest, and I smile while he regains his composure.

As he walks backward toward the bathroom, he blows Spencer a kiss and winks before turning and jogging the rest of the way.

“He’s an animal on the best days, isn’t he.” Spencer’s cheeks and chest are beautifully pink, and her pupils are blown with lust. She’s turned on, and I like her like this.

I reach over her shoulder and grab the end of a braid. Carefully, I pull out the tiny clear rubber band and shove it in my pocket before I start the unbraiding process. I keep eye contact with her—the act being as sensual as anything physical we do together. My fingers massage her scalp as I reach the top and start again with the other braid.

Spencer is putty in my hands by the time Axel returns, telling us the water is ready. With her hand in mine, I guide her toward the shower. I’m feeling as feral as Axel’s words to her, but I’m maintaining my composure by a thread. The last time we showered together, she jerked us off, and as amazing as that sounds right now, I want her, not her hands.

Despite the obvious need and want between us, everyone keeps their hands to themselves. Although the combined lust swims in the air, and eyes wander everywhere.

“Fuck, Tails. You’re… you’re beyond words.” Axel steps up behind her and wraps his arms around her chest, cupping each breast in his hands. I want to scold him, but we’ve done all the needed washing and are about to get out.

I’m enjoying the show, watching his fingers knead her nipples in slow circles. I grab his wrist so he doesn’t move and surround his fingers and her nipple with my mouth. My lips suck on Axel’s fingers while my tongue flicks Spencer’s nipples. They moan their satisfaction, and it’s precisely the sound I was looking for.

“I’m so fucking hard it hurts. Let me have you, Tails. Please don’t make me wait another second.” I’m not sure who the vixen is between us, but she wiggles her ass into Axel’s cock, and I see the second he snaps. “Hold on to Miller’s shoulders.” Spencer looks at me, and the corner of her mouth tips up. She knows exactly what she’s doing.

I grab her arms and place them around my neck while Axel takes her hips and pulls them back toward him, getting the angle that he needs to enter her.

“You have no idea how much I’ve fantasized about this ass.” His hands make circles over each cheek, and he squeezes, causing Spencer to moan. I feel it in my chest, and it’s hard not to moan myself.

Axel slides his cock between her legs and thrusts up and down, teasing her. I take Spencer’s lips in mine and know the moment he stops teasing.

“Oh fuck.” Spencer’s swear is muffled by my lips. She never curses unless it’s an extreme situation.

“How do those piercings feel, Tails?” Shit, how could I forget about the piercings? Maybe this wasn’t the best idea.

“Are you okay, Smithy? If you need him to stop, just say it. Safewords don’t apply right now. Stop is stop.” She’s panting, and her eyes scrunch closed. Axel isn’t moving, waiting for her answer. He’s about halfway in, but he isn’t small, and add the piercings, I imagine she’s feeling a lot.

“I…he feels so good. Big. Good. Amazing.” The lines on her forehead relax as she rocks back into him and moans.

“Maybe you’re setting the bar too high for the rest of us, Axel.”

“It’s hard to compete with the cross.” Axel is so cocky, but it’s part of his charm.

“If you’re done comparing dick sizes, I’m ready for the promises you’ve made.”

Axel slaps his chest in horror. “Did those filthy words just come from your pretty mouth?” She’s about to answer when he slams his hips, causing her to rock hard into my chest. I have to take a step back to brace myself from falling.

“Be careful man. Precious cargo and a slippery floor. Warn me next time.”

“Here’s your warning.” He firmly grabs her hips and thrusts in again. I carefully watch Spencer’s face for any signs of discomfort, but all I see is pure bliss. Her mouth parts as the sounds of pleasure escape her. The creases on her forehead and between her brows are gone.

Axel’s pace is deep and even, and I share my time looking at them both. I find myself mesmerized, staring at where they connect. Watching him dip in and out of her, my hips begin to move with his rhythm.

“Like what you see, Mills? Think you could handle me?” No .

“Yes. Easily.” The thought of his piercings in my ass both terrifies and excites me. “Maybe one day.”

Axel continues to pound into Spencer and their sounds of pleasure echo off the bathroom walls.

“How you doing, Smithy?”

“Shhhh. Busy.” I chuckle at her response and reach under and take her swinging breast into my hands. I want to try and give her another orgasm, but right now, in the shower, isn’t the time.

When I glance up, I can see that Axel is getting close. His abs constrict as he pumps into her, and he’s taking deep, shallow breaths.

“Tails. I’m almost there. Can I come in this tight pussy, or would you rather I pull out?” I’m shocked he’s coherent enough to give her the option right now. He looks completely lost in lust. “Decide quickly, beautiful.”

“In. Oh god. In.” Axel’s hand slides up her back, and he braces on her shoulder, thrusting harder and deeper. Their moans echo around the room, and it’s the most incredible music I’ve ever heard.

“Fuck. Oh fuck, Spencer.” With one last, hard lunge, Axel’s forehead tenses, and he spills inside her. His orgasm face is just as incredible to watch as Spencer’s was. When he’s done, he tickles his fingers down her back and slowly pulls out. She tries to stand, but Axel holds her down to my shoulders.

“Just give me a minute to watch my come drip from your pussy.” He swipes his fingers through her, coating Spencer’s lips with his release. “Fuck this is… it’s fucking erotic.”

I can’t even see it, but I know his description is accurate.

“Hey, at least with shower sex, there’s easy cleanup.” His hand disappears again, and Spencer moans.

“Let’s get you cleaned up, Smithy. Do you think you can take another round?” She lifts on her toes and kisses my jaw.

“I certainly can.”

We finish our shower and dry off in the bathroom. Hands and lips wander everywhere, making the task difficult but fun, as Spencer giggles at our playfulness.

When we stumble into the bedroom, someone’s phone is dinging with a notification. It must be Axel’s because he grabs his phone from his discarded scrubs and tosses it on the bed without looking.

“I need to charge that. It’s almost dead.”

“Good call.” I take my phone from my work pants, and Spencer does the same, plugging hers in. Axel rounds the bed, picks up his phone, and plugs it in on the opposite nightstand. I extend my arm, about to ask Axel to plug mine in as well, when Spencer drops her towel, completely distracting me. Despite having just been naked with her in the shower, she still stuns me with her beauty. And now, knowing what her body has been through and healed from, I have an even greater respect for her.

Axel jumps onto the bed like a dog, and my phone falls from my hand. He reaches out and pulls Spencer on top of him, tickling her.

“Please. Oh god.” She shrieks, and Axel stops.

“What’s the matter, Tails? Is tickling a limit? We haven’t talked about limits yet. It’s probably something we should all talk about together.” He tickles her sides, and her giggles get louder.

“No, no.” They’re rolling around on the bed, and it’s so nice to see her carefree, but I want her, and the need keeps rising.

“Axel.” He stops tickling her, and he must see the desire in my eyes because he kisses her quickly and turns her toward me.

“I think someone wants his turn, Tails. He’s waited long enough. Don’t keep him in suspense for too much longer.” She crawls on her knees to me at the end of the bed, and I might as well be drooling at the sight before me.

“Smithy, I’m on edge. I’m going to do my best to take it easy with you, but holy fuck, I could devour you right now.”

“Miller, I’ve told you before. I’m not a fragile flower. Do your worst. I know my safeword.” I grab her chin and look into her blue eyes. I want to make sure she understands what she’s saying and isn’t just trying to appease me. I know I won’t find anything. She’s confident in every decision she makes, even this one.

“Okay, I’ll trust you because I know you trust me.” She smiles, and it’s sweet with an edge of sass to it.

Oh, Spencer, I’m about to take the sass right out of you.

I pull her in for a passionate kiss and try to convey exactly what I’m about to do to her. I don’t let the kiss linger long before I pull away and grab her shoulders.

“Turn around and get on all fours. I want to stare at this ass while I take you.” She looks as eager as I feel and turns and presents herself to me. Axel sees an opportunity, sits at the head of the bed, and pulls her into him.

“If you feel so inclined, I’ll gladly take your mouth on my cock. Otherwise, I’m here for you to lean on and save your arms. No expectations.” I see the sly smile she gives him before she opens her mouth and licks him from base to tip.

“Fuck me.” Axel slaps his hand on the bed and fists the blankets. She sucks his tip into her mouth, and I’m fucking green with jealousy until I remember I have her pussy ready and waiting for me.

Lining up behind her, I pull her cheeks apart to see exactly where I’m sinking into. When my cock finally inches in, she’s tight, and her heat surrounds me like a hug. I slowly pump my hips, sinking farther and farther. When I bottom out, Spencer gasps, and Axel’s cock falls from her mouth.

“Miller.”

“I know. I feel it, too. I can be easy.”

“Don’t be easy. Please.” The words rush out of her, and I know she means them.

“You got her, Axel?”

“Go for it. I’ve got her.”

I grab her hips and take one last look at her body. I see the faint pink marks near my fingers where Axel’s hands were previously. I feel a rush of possessiveness but also excitement. My first thrust is controlled, and a moan of relief escapes me. It feels like coming home. Like somewhere I’m meant to be.

I begin a steady rhythm, increasing slightly with each thrust. I want to make sure she’s comfortable despite her telling me to do my worst. I’d also love for her to orgasm, but that will probably be something we have to work on after I’m done, and I have no complaints about that.

Her moans of pleasure float through the room, and I grunt with every thrust. She’s being cautious and only taking in Axel’s head so she doesn’t accidentally go further than she’s comfortable with. Either way, he’s definitely enjoying himself.

“Get the fuck off her.” Suddenly, there’s a gun pressed to the back of my head. I recognize Tucker’s voice, but there’s an edge to it.

“Chill, Tucker. Put the gun down.”

“I said. Get. The fuck. Off. Her.” He’s on edge and has a gun to my head. I’m not messing around with him.

“Okay, man. I’m pulling out.” I sit back on my knees and gently pull out. My cock bobs, and I feel the loss of her heat. I step off the bed, not making any sudden movements, and Tucker takes the barrel of the gun and offers it to me.

“Put that away and take care of Axel before you both get another round of blue balls.”