Page 73 of In Too Deep

“You’re so swollen for us, sugar. Look at how pretty your clit is, all puffed up and begging for attention,” Spencer coos. One of his hands strokes his impressive length while the other dips into the apex of Tori’s legs.

She jumps and moans, melting into the bed as she turns her head to rest her cheek on my thigh. Her mouth is so close to my cock that I can feel each of her labored exhales against my knot. Purring, I rake my fingers through her hair, gathering the tresses at the back of her head in a fist. Tori looks up at me, pleading with her eyes to save her.

“They want to take care of you, sunshine. But you have to be good for us. Can you do that?” I ask, settling into a softer form of dominance.

She nods, eyes locked on mine.

“Stick out your tongue for me,” I instruct, purring when she obeys.

Using my grip on her hair, I guide her mouth to the side of my cock. Without needing additional instructions, she starts licking every inch I allow her to reach. I’m still holding her against my leg so she can’t take me down her throat. I want to keep her mouth free to answer.

“Do you know whose mouth this is?” I ask, pulling her back slightly to tap on her dangling tongue.

She swallows and nods. “Yours,” she answers instantly.

I smile and bop her nose with a finger. “That’s right, pretty girl. This mouth belongs to us, your alphas.”

As I push her down the length, my stomach muscles tremble, and I hold back from thrusting up and making her choke. She handles the length like a champ, and I swallow a moan as I feel the muscles of her throat squeezing my tip. As she tries to back off, I growl and hold her there until she relaxes again. She’s only got about half of me in her mouth, her salvia like molten metal as it runs down the rest and over my knot. I push deeper, breathless with the show of trust on display. When I feel the tip of her still-extended tongue brushing my swollen and throbbing knot, I stop.

“Fuck, Joker. She’s gushing,” Spencer breathes in awe.

I look up and nearly pass out as I watch him bend down, his head disappearing as I hear the pornographic moans and slurping noises. Tori shakes, her throat spasming as she struggles for air around the sudden surge of pleasure. When I pull her back, strings of saliva hang between her lips and my tip as I force her to look at me.

“Whose pussy is BlackJack devouring?” I ask, tone light but reverent.

Tori’s voice shakes like she’s holding back tears, but she doesn’t hesitate to answer. “Y-yours. My alphas’.”

“Very good girl, princess. And whose ass is this?” Oli prompts.

Tori’s back arches as she screams, and I glance back and swallow hard. Oli has a bottle of lube in one hand, and one finger of the other pumping in and out of her ass with a devastating intensity that has Tori pressing back against him.

“Yours,” Tori moans, the word drawn out in a long moan.

I’m still holding her hair, and I use the grip to pull her attention back to my face. A tear slips free down her cheek, and I reach up to brush it away as I shift to kneel, sitting back on my heels.

“Who is going to make you come?” I ask, words full of gravel.

“My alphas!” Tori screams as she shatters.

My whole universe shrinks to the size of this perfect creature before me, her face twisted with exquisite release. No one has existed before her, and I know no one will ever come after. She’s my everything, my sun and moon, and I’m just a hunk of rock who was lucky enough to be swept up in her gravity.

Spencer appears at my side, bringing me back to the present as she slips under Tori’s kneeling form. I let go of her hair, allowing him to pull her into his arms so she can rest her shaky limbs.

“You’re doing so amazing, sugar. We’re right here, with you. We’ve got you,” he mutters, kissing her face and throat and really anywhere he can reach.

It warms a part of my soul I didn’t realize existed to watch over them, to see the comfort Tori finds in a man she despised not eight months ago. Her face is pressed into his shoulder, her chest expanding and contracting in slow, even breaths.

“Do you want to share Eli’s cock with me while Oli and I fuck you silly?” Spencer asks, laughing slightly.

I look down in surprise, finding Spencer smirking upside down at me. Tori glances at him and then at me, and I give her a warm smile of consent. Grinning back, she reaches out for me, her fingers digging into my hip as she pulls me closer. Spencer lifts her slightly to pull her down his chest, and jumps slightly before looking down at Oli.

“Just lending a hand,” he snickers.

That’s when I hear the slick sounds of flesh on lubricated flesh, and as I move around to the side, I realize Oli’s strokingSpencer’s cock with firm, purposeful strokes before angling the tip toward Tori’s eager cunt.

When I touched it in the dark not that long ago, I’d been impressed with what I’d found. Thick, with a delightful pattern of veins, which probably feel incredible as he’s thrusting. His girth stretches Tori’s pussy to perfection. And, judging by the sounds she’s making, she’s enjoying it as much as I am watching him work inch after glorious inch into her.

I look up at Oli with a small smile, and his answering grin makes my heart kick. He takes his non-lubricated hand and wraps it around the back of my neck to pull me into a brief but steamy kiss.

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