Page 61 of The Sun & Her Burn (Impossible Universe Trilogy #2)
He didn’t bother teasing me, sucking and licking at me for a few moments before he started to finger me, first one, then two, then three, scissoring inside me to loosen me from his big cock.
I trembled, on the edge of coming even though I’d just orgasmed. I hadn’t had my ass played with by someone other than me since London, and I’d almost forgotten how intense the sensations could be, gut swooping and toe curling.
Something smooth and cool pressed against my rim alongside his fingers before he pulled them out and slotted the toy inside me.
It was long and curved, a dildo that vibrated as he flicked a switch somewhere behind me.
The curling shape pressed into my prostate, and I couldn’t help the involuntary hump of my hips as he kicked up the power.
“There you go,” Adam crooned. “I can’t leave either of you empty, now, can I?”
I twisted my neck so my head rested on my hands, and I could watch as Adam knee walked behind Linnea, planted a hand in her low back to arch her sweet ass higher, and then pulled out the toy.
“Suck on that,” Adam told me, handing the pussy-slick toy to me before he fisted his other hand in Linnea’s hair and slammed into her to the hilt.
She cried out, eyes squeezed shut, breasts swaying as she braced herself against the couch to meet each punishing thrust. Watching Linnea take her pleasure was one of the most beautiful things I would ever witness.
She was so unabashed, so curious and easily aroused by anything either of us did to her or each other.
She was a glutton at a feast, and she had zero inhibitions about enjoying herself.
It was fucking intoxicating.
I sucked the toy between my lips, trying not to focus on the thump of the other toy inside me as it drove me relentlessly towards climax, so I could watch Adam’s torso clench into clean lines of striated muscle as he fucked into Linnea, to witness the unguarded desire ravage his handsome face.
This could be enough , I thought dazedly, even without the love and romance and flowery declarations.
This could be enough to sustain me for the rest of my life.
Linnea cried out as she came, spasming around Adam so hard he groaned long, low, and almost pained.
“Good girl,” he praised, smoothing a hand down her side and then slapping her rounded ass so she keened again. “Good girl coming around my cock.”
He slowed his thrusts and then pulled out, opening his palm toward me, so I handed him the now-clean toy. He pushed it back inside her swollen folds, clicking a remote so that it turned on, and Linnea shivered at the sensation.
He bent to kiss her bum cheek and then moved toward me, his cock flushed almost purple and visibly throbbing. His fingers wrapped around the base and squeezed. He plucked a condom wrapper from the ground, tore it open with his teeth, and deftly rolled it onto his cock before coating it in lube.
“You want this inside you?” he asked darkly.
My tongue swept over my lower lip. “ Cazzo , yes.”
“I won’t fuck you gently,” he warned. “I want to rail you into this couch until you can’t feel your knees.”
“Yes,” I agreed. “Please.”
He pulled out the vibrating toy inside me, a little cruelly so I hissed through the sensation. His thumb rubbed over my loose hole, dipping inside and stretching the rim.
“I love seeing you fucked open like this,” he murmured almost to himself before I heard the tear of a condom wrapper.
A moment later, his lube-wet tip pressed against me, and my head dropped between my shoulders as he drove inside me.
It had been years since I had taken a cock, and even the occasional play with a dildo could not have prepared me for the punch of that wide prick inside me.
My lungs seized up and I instinctively tried to pull away, seeking relief from the mind-crushing pressure blurring into overwhelming pleasure with every passing second.
“Uh, uh, uh,” Adam scolded me, hands tight around my hips. “Don’t run from me. You can take this. I know how much you love to be spread open and impaled. Let Linnea watch me fuck you stupid.”
“ Cazzo ,” I cursed as my body shuddered with an overload of sensation as he worked himself thrust by thrust deeper inside me.
I struggled to find an anchor before I spiraled off into oblivion.
“Fuck,” I cursed in English, my fingers curled into the cushion, my hips twitching as I fought to take that beast of a cock. “ Dio mio , Adamo, you are too thick.”
“You can take it,” he urged, sliding out to the very tip slowly and then driving back inside me.
He reached around to grab my tender, swollen cock and thumbed the wet head. “You want to come again, already, don’t you?”
“Yes,” I gritted out as I pushed back into his thrusts, feeling the hot zing of pleasure unfurl at the base of my spine and arrow into my groin.
“Too bad,” he growled, bending over my back so he could bite into my shoulder. “This is about me, not you.”
I panted at the declaration, unfairly turned on by being used.
“One day, I’ll keep you and Linnea tied up to my bed to be used whenever I please,” Adam fantasized as he ground his hips into mine and pulled back on my hips until he was deep enough I saw stars.
My brain started shorting out with pleasure, and I bit my tongue to keep from groaning so he wouldn’t notice how close I was.
But this Adam.
He noticed everything.
“No, no.” He clucked his tongue as he chastised me and swatted my ass hard as he pulled out. “Not yet. Don’t be greedy.”
I panted, trying to find my equilibrium as he shed the condom and rolled on a new one to fuck Linnea.
She was whining, a low almost constant stream of sharp air from between her lips as her hips shuddered.
I wondered if the toy was constantly making her come and decided that yes, that was something Adam would do.
Death by orgasm for and death through denial for me.
Madonna santa, he was a depraved genius.
He slid back into her with a low growl, palming her ass cheeks as he set a brutal pace, watching as they jiggled with each thrust.
“Fucking gorgeous,” he told her, discarding the toy on the floor between us. “I could fuck you for days.”
“Yes,” Linnea said as if that was the best idea she had ever heard. “I don’t know what I did before you both started fucking me.”
We both laughed, and it felt good to laugh while we played. I couldn’t remember if we had done that much with Savannah.
“I’m going to make you come one more time, sweet girl,” he coaxed her even though she groaned when he palmed her pussy around his driving cock. “I know you’re so swollen and achy, but I think you can handle one more for us, can’t you?”
“If you want me to, Sir,” she breathed, and I watched Adam’s jaw tick as he fought to hold back from the lust that one word unleashed in him.
“She’s such a lovely slut for us, isn’t she, Sebastian?” he drawled, smoothing his hands down her flanks as if she were a prize-winning horse. “Can you believe she’s ours?”
Ours .
The word seared through me.
I wanted it to be true so much, it made my teeth ache.
We were lovers, yes, and friends, but someday soon, they would be married .
And I would be the odd man out again.
As if sensing my turn of mood, Adam studied me for a moment buried to the hilt in Linnea, and then slowly pulled out, hushing her protestations.
“I have a better idea,” Adam said slowly as he moved behind, discarding the used condom and rolling on another. He coated his shaft with lube, the slick sound familiar and sexy. “Linnea, crawl between Sebastian and the couch. Let him bury his desperately hard cock inside you.”
She scrambled to obey, her long limbs uncoordinated for a moment before she managed to slip between me and the couch.
I gathered her in my arms, lifting her so she hovered over my cock, her cum-slick thighs trembling.
I looked over at Adam for permission and loved his rapt expression as he watched us.
“Go on, fuck her,” he commanded, fisting his own cock as he sat back on his heels and watched us.
The feel of Linnea as she slid over my cock was pure heaven, a hot, wet, sucking glide. She was so swollen she seemed impossibly tight, and she spasmed around me as I hit the end of her.
“Fuck,” we breathed at the same time.
“Can we move?” Linnea asked, her voice high with need as she struggled to hold still on top of me. Her hands made up for her hips’ stillness, tunneling through my hair to hold me close.
“Not yet.”
I almost choked on my groan when Adam slipped behind me and notched himself at my entrance. He grabbed me by the hip and slid his other arm around my waist to trail his fingers around my wet cock inside Linnea’s pussy.
“Hold still, Sebastian, while Linnea and I fuck you,” he told me, the first signs of his control cracking in his rough voice.
A second later, he was inside me, so big he stole my breath.
“ Cazzo ,” I cursed as my body shuddered with an overload of sensation, and I struggled to find an anchor before I spiralled off into oblivion.
“Be good for us,” he coaxed, currying my side the way you’d soothe a spooked horse. “Open up for me so I can use your sweet, tight little arse.”
I sucked in a deep breath and forced myself to sink into it, him inside me and her around me.
Only then did they move, a gyration of hips, a short glide as they acclimatized me to being pulled apart, atom by atom, with teeth-aching desire.
The dual sensations of having my ass and cock stimulated made electric shocks pulse through my body, each shift of Adam’s and Linnea’s bodies like a lightning strike to my nerves.
Italian curses leaked from my mouth, spilling between us as my lovers used me, fucking back and forth, up and down, harder and harder.
“You aren’t allowed to come until we do,” Adam told me flippantly, but the hand wet with Linnea’s juices traced my abs up to my nipples and twisted one between his fingers. “But we’re going to make you break that rule, aren’t we, sweet girl?”