Page 20 of Tarnished

“We still good?” Tank asked.

I nodded. “Yes,” I panted, knowing he needed to hear it.

He pushed further inside of me, and my body easily welcomed him, even as my core burned from the stretch. He was easily the thickest cock I’d taken, and it felt so fucking good. My neck arched, and my nails dug into his shoulders as he eased inside of me inch by inch until his balls were flush against my ass cheeks.

“Ash,” I gasped, sweat breaking out over my skin. I clawed at his back. “Need. Please?—”

He pulled out and pushed back in, his eyes steady on my face as he began to slowly fuck me. I couldn’t think. Could barely function. All I could focus on was how fucking good he felt inside of me. How good it felt for a man—this man—to take care of me and give me what I needed. He was so focused on me, tracking every twitch of my face, drinking in every sound. Every plea.

“Fuck, little one,” he grunted when my walls began to tighten around him. “You going to come for me?”

I nodded, my lips parting. And before I could stop myself or he could cover my mouth, I cried out, my orgasm washing through me with the force of a tsunami. Tank growled and thrust inside of me three more times before softly moaning my name, his damp forehead dropping to my shoulder, his arms shaking on either side of me in his effort to keep himself upright.

The door opened fully as Tank rolled us to the side, his arms banded around me. His chest rapidly rose and fell, pressing into mine with every labored breath. Beck stared at us, his hand on the door handle. I froze, tensing up, terrified I’d just fucked up whatever beautiful thing the three of us had been building. Tank stroked a hand down my back and tucked my head beneath his chin.

“Hey, baby,” Tank rasped, sounding like he’d been chewing and swallowing gravel. “Come let me take care of you.”

Fuuuuck. That should not have sounded that fucking hot.

15

Beck

“Come let me take care of you.” God, why did Tank’s words feel so damn good? Like he truly wanted to worship me?

And why did I like it so much that he had just been inside Clarke, had made her come? I loved that he’d taken care of her. I wasn’t even jealous—only sad that I hadn’t been able to watch. But did she want me to watch? Was she okay with me being in here? Obviously, I’d seen and heard so much regarding her when she’d been locked in that room and cuffed to the bed, but it was different now that she was free to do what she pleased with her body. She was no longer being forced to allow men into her body. She was no longer being forced to endure an audience.

I didn’t want to break the trust she had in me.

I swallowed thickly, my Adam’s apple bobbing when she rolled her head around to glance at me. “It’s okay, Beck,” she said softly. “Please come to bed.”

Christ. The soft way she asked me. The pleading note in her voice… it just about undid me.

She was naked beneath those covers. It would be the first time I felt her naked body against my skin. The first time I got to touch her like this. Precum leaked from the tip of my cock, staining the front of my boxers. I was going to combust in moments if either of them touched me.

My footsteps were silent on the plush carpet as I made my way to the bed, sliding beneath the covers behind Clarke’s warm, naked body. A soft moan crawled up my throat when she wiggled against me. And then, Tank’s hand slid down over the curve of her ass so his fingers brushed my cock, and a soft whine left my slightly parted lips.

“Fuck, you’re leaking,” Tank growled, his fingers flexing on Clarke’s ass, making his knuckles brush my length again. I almost swallowed my tongue. “Is this for us, baby?”

I panted, nodding my head as my hips thrust against his fingers of their own accord. He growled and slipped his fingers inside my boxers. Unashamed, I pushed them down, kicking them off so my body was as bare as theirs. Tank hummed his appreciation before wrapping those thick fingers around my aching shaft and stroking me, using my precum as lube.

“F-fuck,” I croaked, my eyes rolling back in my head. I felt Clarke shift against me, rolling over to face me, but I was too lost in how well Tank was jacking me off that I couldn’t focus on her. On anything but how good his hand around my aching length felt. Her tits brushed my chest, her nipples hardened points, and a shiver rolled down my spine.

“Kiss him, little one,” Tank rumbled in her ear. “Help me get our boy off.”

My hips jerked, my balls drawing up close to my body. I was so close to falling apart. To letting go. I should’ve been embarrassed by how quickly I was about to come, but I didn’t even care. Everything was too heightened. Too perfect. Who truly gave a fuck about how fast I nutted when this was so goddamn right?

“Ash…” I groaned, my words throaty and full of need. “Gonna—need?—”

“Come for me, baby,” he rumbled right as Clarke sealed her mouth over mine, her tongue slipping between my lips. I moaned into our kiss, my fingers lacing in her long hair as cum erupted from my cock, spilling between us and smothering our bellies. I panted into her mouth, our kiss sloppy and full of need, of pent-up longing and want.

Kissing Clarke was nothing like I’d ever imagined. It was so much goddamn better. She was soft, submissive, but still wasn’t afraid to show me how badly she wanted me. How long she’d been waiting on this, too. Yearning for this.

I shivered when she began sliding down my body, her tongue running over my skin. I rolled to my back, my chest heaving, and then I moaned when she began licking my cum from my skin, her own throaty, breathy moan answering mine.

“Fuck, you two are beautiful,” Tank rasped, his hand running over Clarke’s back and the curve of her ass as she cleaned my skin, not letting a single drop go to waste. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. I was riveted. Entranced. How did she manage to still look so innocent despite the dirty things she was doing to my body?

She leaned up, her thighs straddling my hips and flaccid cock before she kissed me again, slipping her tongue inside my mouth. I groaned, swallowing the cum she dropped into my mouth before gripping her hips and pulling her body flush to mine, needing to feel her against me.

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