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Aldous

T he hushed plea shivered over Aldous’s skin, soothing the erratic beating of his heart. He pulled her close, giving in to the urge to lock his arms around her and trail kisses up the sensitive skin of her neck. “On the bed,” he told her. “I don’t want the first time I fuck you to be on the floor.”

Bri climbed onto the bed, prowling along it on her hands and knees—and giving him a mouthwatering view of those crotchless tights. “See?” she said to Roman. “My gentleman.”

Unseen by either of them, Aldous’s hands went to the buttons of his shirt almost automatically. He pulled them away a moment later. He wanted to be able to rid himself of his shirt at least, but now wasn’t the time.

His scars weren’t exactly an aphrodisiac.

“Just about.” Aldous smirked, following her onto the bed and flipping up her skirt. Her arousal glistened on her thighs, luring him closer. He descended like a starving beast, letting his tongue glide along the deliciously silky terrain to find her clit hidden within. He teased it with the flattened tip of his tongue.

Bri’s salacious moan was as muffled as it was enthusiastic.

Aldous just wondered whether it was Roman’s kiss that occupied her—or his cock. He surfaced to discover it was the former. He pulled her up, until her back met his front. “Have you seen these tights?” he asked Roman, pulling up her skirt to reveal they were crotchless.

Roman’s eyebrows sailed towards his hairline. “Well, hello there, madam,” he remarked, his gaze on her cunt. “I didn’t realise you’d joined us already.”

Aldous dipped his fingers inside Bri, earning him a small gasp, before holding them out to Roman. “Taste.”

“Yes, sir ,” Roman smirked, sucking on his fingers.

“Don’t give me that shit.” The feeling went straight to his cock, but Aldous did his best not to show it. His hands wandered over Bri’s curves, taking generous handfuls of her breasts. “What are we going to do with our little maid here?”

“Take me. Both of you,” she pleaded, shifting her thighs. “ Please .”

Roman reached up to tear the bodice open, freeing her breasts from their lacy confines. “You’re a needy little thing, aren’t you? Don’t worry, your husband and I have just the cure for that.”

Aldous pushed her down on all fours, positioning her head over Roman’s cock. “Suck, love. I want your mouth stuffed full of his cock to muffle your screams.”

Bri bent low, grasping Roman’s cock in her hand before guiding it between her lips with a moan. Aldous smirked as he watched the bliss roll over Roman’s expression. The sight entranced him, but the idea of finally consummating his marriage tightened its hold.

Freeing his cock from his trousers, he palmed his thick erection, sliding the head through the dark, glistening mauve of her cunt. He swore beneath his breath as she tilted her curved hips towards him, teasing him every second he wasn’t in her. “Roman’s right,” he murmured, his voice coarse with desire. “You are a needy little thing.”

“You won’t believe how good she feels,” Roman replied, just above Bri’s moans. Perhaps sensing his nerves, Roman’s lowered gaze collided with Aldous’s to give him a reassuring nod. You can do it , his eyes said.

Notching himself at her entrance, Aldous slowly slid into his wife.

Twin gasps sounded as he sheathed the first few inches. Overwhelming warmth was the first thing he registered, but the blissfully tight clasp around his cock tore a groan from his throat. He drew back, only to plunge in farther.

“ Aldous!” Bri cried, her hand wrapped tightly around Roman’s length. “Oh god, you’re so big.”

Roman barked out a laugh. “That came as a shock to me too.”

“Too big?” Aldous asked, frozen in place.

“No,” she breathed, bucking her hips back against him and pulling him in deeper. “More. Please .”

Fuck, watching her pliable cunt slowly stretch around him was transfixing, but the opposite might have been even better. The way she gripped him as he slowly withdrew was something straight out of a fantasy.

Aldous could have watched it all day had need not been crawling up his spine, egging him on. He plunged into her, watching as she cried out in response, arching her back. He swore beneath his breath, feeling stronger than he ever had before—more powerful. The feeling only grew with each thrust, until it was as tangible as Bri herself.

He gripped her hips, slamming into her with a heavy groan. “This is what you need , isn’t it?”

“ Yes !” Bri screamed above Roman’s cock, having been fucked off her hands and knees and onto her front.

“Roll your hips, baby,” Roman told him, his hand fisting his cock up and down as he watched them. “That’s it, just like that.”

Aldous lowered himself against her, until his front was plastered to her back and he held himself on his elbows. His hips worked all the while, his thrusts deep and steady and inescapable. His trousers were down by his knees, but he’d never given less of a shit. Securing his arms around her shoulders to hold her steady, his lips brushed her ear. “Better?”

“Fuck yes, fuck yes .” Her voice was high and thin, strangled by pleasure. “You’re going to make me come!”

Roman’s hand worked furiously as he watched them, having taken over where Bri left off. “You’re not the only one.”

“On my tongue.” Bri’s eyes glazed over with arousal as her cunt spasmed.

Roman’s brows drew together, strung out by pleasure as his gaze darted between them. He aimed his cock towards Bri, his lips parted on a wave of heavy pants—before coming with a deep, guttural groan.

Thick ropes of seed spurted from Roman’s tip, coating Bri’s outstretched tongue.

Aldous let his instincts take over, capturing her lips to drink down Roman’s salty flavour. It only spurred him on faster, driven hard by the taste of the man he loved—just in time to feel the woman he loved explode around him.

Aldous groaned into her neck as her cunt squeezed him tighter than he could have imagined. Her thighs shook uncontrollably as she screamed out her release, sobbing as he sheathed himself to the hilt faster and faster. His own climax nipped at his heels, slowly inching closer and closer.

And then it was on him.

His body quaked as overwhelming pleasure took hold, clenching his muscles almost as tightly as Bri clenched his cock. A roar of ecstasy escaped him, his vision turning white as he came harder than he’d ever come before, the muscles in his legs juddering. Bri’s releases had always seemed more full-bodied than his or Roman’s, but right then Aldous thought he had a taste of what it was like.

He collapsed the moment it released its hold over him, laying his forehead against Bri’s shoulder to catch his breath.

When she shifted beneath him, he realised he must be crushing her with his weight. He moved off her, remembering his trousers were around his knees. He reached down to shove them off, catching Roman’s soft, affectionate eye.

“Get in the covers,” Aldous said quietly, moving Bri beneath them as Roman slid in on the other side of her. When he was covered, his hands went to his shirt buttons.

“You’re undressing?” Bri’s voice was a sleepy rasp.

“I don’t want to talk. Or be on show,” he murmured, exhaling at the feel of the bedcovers against his bare chest. It evolved into a full-on gasp as he tucked his body against the heat of Bri’s silky smooth skin. A shudder of relief passed through him. Finally . His day at work had been shit, but coming home to this was paradise. “I just want to feel you.”

The sigh that escaped Bri made him want to hold her tight and never let go. “I love you.”

Aldous didn’t have to ask which one of them she was speaking to. He already knew the answer. Both.

“Can I touch you?” Roman asked quietly, his gaze contemplative.

Nodding, he felt around beneath the covers to find Roman’s hand—before laying it over his waist. “The two of you can always touch me.”