Page 65 of The Saviors: Part One

Kai

“Suck it then.”

As soon as the words leave my mouth, I know I want this. I want Sean’s lips wrapped around my cock.

I’ve never been attracted to a guy before. I can admit when one is attractive because I’ve always been secure enough to notice. But it’s never been anything sexual with me until Sean.

I still have a hard time sleeping, so I usually end up downstairs so I don’t disturb them. I woke up on the couch, missing Chelsea draped over my chest, and was on my way to her when I heard them fucking. I was going to give them their moment when I heard what she was saying. She was telling him all the dirty shit that she wants us to do together. The thing that had me pulling my cock from my shorts and stroking it was she told him she wanted Sean to fuck her while I fucked Sean. I can’t get the thought out of my head, and it’s all I’ve thought about all goddamn day. I already decided that when the moment presented itself, I was going to take it.Here it is.

Sean’s eyes snap to mine from my cock. “What?”

Chelsea’s eyes are wide, rapidly flipping back and forth between us. Her legs are still spread wide, her fingers resting on her clit.

“Suck it,” I say again, sliding back into Chelsea’s pussy. “You said you wanted to taste her on my cock.”

Sean raises a brow. “Are you sure? You aren’t testing me so you can beat the shit out of me when I do it?”

I pull from her again. “Suck. It,” I grit out.

Sean gives me one last look, throws a wink at Chelsea, and sinks to his knees in front of me. Chelsea sits up on the counter, watching everything go down.

“You want this to stop, you tell me,” Sean says before wrapping a hand around my cock. The contrast between his hand and hers doesn’t escape my notice.

He leans forward and licks the pre-cum leaking from the slit, causing my cock to jerk in his hand. His eyes are locked on mine, searching my face for any discomfort. When he doesn’t find any, he sucks my cock into his mouth, meeting his hand at the base.

“Fuck,” I breathe.

He does that a few times before he releases me with a pop. “Goddamn, you guys taste good mixed together.”

He wiggles his fingers at me before latching onto my ass and jerking me forward. My cock pumps the back of his throat, and my hands fly to his head. On instinct, I tighten my fist in his hair, and he moans against me.

“Shit, Sean.” The asshole looks up at me and fucking winks.

“Holy shit,” Chelsea moans, rubbing her clit again.

“Does that turn you on?” I rasp.

The damage to my vocal cords causes my voice to come out raspy normally, like I’m gargling gravel. But I’m so fucking turned on right now that it’s almost completely gone. I used to hate talking until she told me that she liked my voice.

“Yes. Oh my God.” Her hand starts moving faster. “Do you like it?”

I look down at Sean on his knees, wondering when it’s going to hit that this is a guy, and I stop it. Something about him being down there is doing things to my head. “Yes.”

I look at Chelsea rubbing her clit and then at Sean stroking his hardening cock. They’re both turned on because of me.

I pull my cock from his mouth. “I want what she told you last night.”

“You heard that?” Chelsea squeaks.

Sean tilts his head to the side. “Which part?” He’s going to make me say it.Asshole.

“I want you to fuck her,” I grind, and he lifts a brow. “While I fuck you.”

“Oh. My. God.” Chelsea collapses on the counter, her head making a sound thump when it hits.

“Jesus, Gorgeous. Go easy on that pretty head.” Sean laughs and looks up at me. “You’re sure?”

I jerk a nod. “Not yet, but yes, I’m sure.”