Page 52 of Forged By Shadows

“Start slow,” I lightly push Avery’s head forward. “Make him wait for it.” Her lashes lower for a moment, fanning her freckled cheeks as she obeys. Her small pink tongue pokes out, swirling around Garrett’s plump head. Tightening her grip around my hand, we stroke him together until I can’t hold back anymore. I drag my tongue up one side of Garrett’s cock while Avery mirrors me on the other, her beautiful blue eyes blown and on me. I breathe harshly, a desire I’ve never known developing.

Without need for strategic discussion, Avery kneels up higher while I drop lower. She swallows Garrett’s dick whole, while I attend to his balls and gooch. Sliding a finger to his ass, I circle Garrett’s pucked hole. The noises escaping him are a whole new level of yearning. He grips the edges of the armchair, shuddering beneath us. When my finger pushes inside, I gauge how he pushes down onto me. What was meant to be a simple, quick blowjob before dessert has become something entirely more delicious. I slide my mouth up his length one last time before I can’t handle the throbbing in my own jeans any longer.

“Bed,” I grunt, jerking my head in the direction of the four-poster beside us. Garrett nods, his brown eyes glazed over with lust. I help him to stand on shaky legs and guide him to the mattress. Avery moves to follow but I stop her with a hand on her shoulder.

“I want you to watch this time.” Her eyes flicker with confusion so I kiss her quickly and harshly, sharing the taste of Garrett’s precum between our salty tongues. Sitting her back in the armchair by the window, I level her with a stern look, making sure she’s going to watch our every move.

Once beside the bed, I push Garrett backwards, his cock bouncing with anticipation. I undress his lower half, leaving his t-shirt in place as his jeans and boxers join Avery’s discarded clothes on the floor. Standing at the foot of the bed, I motion for him to roll over. Garrett moans but obeys without hesitation, presenting his ass for me to see.

I bite down on my knuckles at the sight of him perfectly puckered and aching for me. I don’t often take advantage of being a Switch, but it’s my turn to show Avery what I’m capable of. Up until now, she’s only seen me as the submissive Garrett uses to bolster his need for control. However, I have my own needs, and they run much darker. Garrett stills as I run a single digit along one side of his ass, then down the other, teasing him mercilessly.

"Relax," I murmur, pushing that finger inside him again, adding another before circling them both in and out in a delicious rhythm. He moans louder now, his hips rocking back against me as he begs for more. "Easy, Gare," I chuckle, spanking his ass lightly before reaching for the lube stashed in the drawer beside us. I packed the essentials, whereas Garrett packed for this exact moment. I bet in his imagination, he thought he’d be the one on top. It’s fun to spice things up once in a while.

"Axel. I can't wait any more," he grunts out as I take my time undressing for Avery’s eyes and coat both of us in the slippery substance.

"I know," I soothe, lining myself up with his entrance and slowly pushing in. His walls clamp down like a vice grip as he arches into me. "Relax, Gare." I kiss each knot of tension from his back before righting myself and looking over to our spectator. And what a sight she is.

Avery is leaning against the wingback chair, her hand tucked into her waistband, rubbing herself to the rhythm I set. Flushed cheeks, wild blue eyes. Her hair is falling free of its braid, the friction giving her the appeal of a wild lioness.

She watches intently as I pick up speed, bottoming out in Garrett’s tight heat. His ass slaps against my stomach with each thrust, his whimpers fueling my desire. I grind against him, hitting that special spot I know has him seeing stars and moaning my name.

“That’s it,” I say, coaxing Avery on. “You like watching Garrett being vulnerable for a chance? It’s such a beautiful sight, if I do say so myself.” Trailing my fingers along Garrett’s skin, he shivers for me. Avery's cheeks flush a darker shade of red, but she doesn’t tear her eyes away from the erotic scene in front of her. Garrett's moans grow louder and more desperate as I continue to pound into him relentlessly.

A low whimper escapes Avery’s lips as she also increases her pace, her hand flattening to suggest her fingers have entered herself. The sight of Garrett submitting so willingly to my touch is arousing and liberating to all three of us. It’s taken me a long time to finally shed my inhibitions and embrace my truest desires without restraint or judgment. A long time to admit to myself in the mirror that this is how I was always meant to be and I actually like it.

Meanwhile, Garrett's nails dig into the sheets as he submissively takes everything I give him. At this rate, he’s handling the feeling of being stretched open and filled by my cock far better than I am. I’m on the verge of exploding, having reached a new height of pleasure I didn’t know existed.

Knowing that Avery is watching only makes it more thrilling, our eyes locking half-mast and filled with lust. Feasting my eyes on her perfectly rounded tits pushing against the fabric of her top and the flush spread across her chest and neck, I feel myself start to spiral and by the tension in Garrett’s shoulders, he knows it too. I slowly withdraw and nudge Garrett to roll onto his back.

“Get over here, Little Swan,” I breathe through clenched teeth. Avery pauses, her hand falling still in her panties as she seems unsure but I gesture for her to come closer. Like a puppet caught by the strings, she saunters over to the bed. Her long legs are too restricted by those tight jeans, the white sheer top revealing her taut nipples. The long, blonde braid still hangs over her shoulder with strands falling free to frame her delicate face. When I become too impatient, I wrap that braid around my fist and tug her the rest of the way.

“Take care of Garrett for me. He hasn’t stopped asking me how tight your sweet cunt is all day.”

Avery looks uneasy, causing me to smile. In all of the time she’s been around us, she’s refused to let her mask of steel slip. But at this moment, she looks vulnerable and a twisted part of me has never wanted her more. I slip from the bed, my dick bobbing with each step to the bathroom. Bracing my hands on the countertop, I collect myself before cleaning up.

I re-enter just as a stunningly naked Avery lowers onto Garrett’s cock. The curve in her waist, the fleshy roundness to her hips, her creamy skin. I have to lean against the door jamb and enjoy the view, committing it to memory. Whenever I would cream the tattoo on her upper back, I’d imagine her like this. Bouncing in my lap, looking over her shoulder with a coy smile.

Sensing me watching, she does just that. My feet are moving until I’m crawling up behind her, tilting her head back and crushing my lips against hers. I’d almost forgotten the softness of her lips as they move against mine, pushing my tongue inside her hot little mouth. Garrett rubs my thigh with the hand not fisted in his hair. I know exactly how close he is. We’ve shared women many times before, but nothing compares to when we’re with Avery.

Lowering my mouth to her neck, I suck and lick every inch of her skin like a man starved. Her gaze rolls from Garrett’s dangerously dark eyes to mine, no doubt the sensations making her lightheaded. I move my hands to Avery’s waist, lifting and lowering her onto Garrett. Her moans are like the sweetest music as Garrett bucks beneath her, his hands stroking over mine as he runs them up her curves. Sitting upright, Garrett’s fingers find her hair tie, teasing her golden locks around her shoulders before he pulls it over one side. I watch his lips skate across her exposed neck, planting feather light kisses and licking a trail up to her ear in the same manner I just did.

Her soft moans have me at war with myself, my fingers twitching to throw her down roughly and bury myself inside to the hilt, but I have to savor this. Sliding my hand around Garrett’s head, I pull him over her shoulder to kiss me instead. I didn’t fully believe Garrett until this moment, but he’s right. This is where Avery belongs, sandwiched between us. My grip on her waist is painfully tight as I grind her down into the man I love, rolling her to draw out their pleasured groans. Avery leans in to suck on Garrett’s neck as I duel with his tongue and her fate is sealed. She’s ours now.

Arching back into me, I feel the urgency of Garrett pounding into her from underneath. Breaking our kiss, I tilt my brow with a knowing look. I’ve always been able to take my time whereas Garrett has to battle for control against the monster within. He needs to devour men and women as quickly and savagely as his food, and I already know that one taste of Avery will never be enough.

My hands are on their own journey, seeking out Avery’s breasts as my teeth sink into her shoulder. Overloading her with sensations so she doesn’t know where Garrett ends and I begin. Drifting my palms across her skin, I halt over the small scars littering her ribs. Avery remembers herself in an instant, her body tensing.

“Shhh. I’m never going to hurt you.” I speak into her ear, pressing my chest against her back.

“I know,” Avery replies in a small voice, but glances back with concern in her bright blue eyes anyway. Using it to my advantage, I capture her lips with mine again, not shifting my hands until she relaxes beneath my touch. We’re all scarred here, whether physically or mentally.

Reaching back, Avery holds my neck as she grinds her ass back against my shaft. I stroke my aching erection slowly, settling in for the ride. Her nails scrape over my scalp as I pinch and tease her nipples between my forefingers and thumbs.

“Switch,” I tell Garrett as Avery’s climax nears, testing my stamina to the max. He moves to the left as I pass on the right, a move we’ve done many times, reversing the roles. The second my back touches the mattress, Avery grabs my cock and impales her mouth on it. I gasp in response as she works my shaft like the world’s tastiest lollipop.

Garrett plunges into her from behind and fucks her with the same vigor as before, causing her to moan with my tip at the back of her throat. The vibrations reverberate down to my balls and I can’t hold back any longer. My load shoots into her throat which she swallows greedily, spurring me on for longer. Avery finishes sucking every single drop out of me before coming up for air with a ‘pop’. She’s smiling triumphantly, but she doesn’t realize that was part of the foreplay. I’m not done with her-not by a long shot. Garrett’s hands slip under her thighs, lifting her high so she is straddling me.

“Have you ever taken two cocks at once before, Peach?” Garrett drags Avery’s head aside. His lips are on her neck but his eyes on me with a clear message. His dominant side is back in full force. I smile back. Thank fuck for that - I hate it when he’s mopey.

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