Page 128 of Gambler's Conceit

“I could easily lift seven Sevens,” Havoc grumbles. “Just get him nice and slick and loose for us.”

“And hurry,” I whine.

Vortex gets on his knees so he can get a better angle, then leans in to kiss me. I kiss him back, greedy and ready for more, and he opens the bottle of lube so he can spill some into his hand.

His fingers are slick and cold as they slide into my hole, and I groan at the stretch. He didn’t start off slow, beginning with three of his thick fingers, but I don’t want him to go easy on me.

I want more.

Ineedmore.

“It’s amazing how much Seven can take,” Caleb says, sitting down on the edge of the bed. He’s still stroking himself, but the movement is slow and languid. He’s not trying to get off. “What do you think is larger, Seven? My fist? Or Havoc and Vortex’s combined cocks?”

Havoc huffs a laugh. “Should I be flattered that our cocks are even in consideration?”

“Yes,” I say breathlessly. “His fist isn’t really small.” I shiver, thinking about just how good it had felt all the way inside of me. But Havoc and Vortex inside of me will be just as good—maybe even better.

Vortex adds a fourth finger, moving roughly inside of me as he starts to stretch my hole. I groan, losing track of my thoughts as he fingers me open.

“We’re gonna stuff you so full,” Havoc promises before biting down on my shoulder.

I groan and tilt my pelvis forward. “I’m good, Havoc. Just get your cocks in me.”

“Yes. Vortex, sit back. Havoc, lower Seven down onto Vortex’s cock,” Caleb orders.

I shiver in anticipation as Vortex and Havoc both obey. Vortex’s eyes never leave my face, my body, and Havoc’s hands are strong and firm as he starts to slowly push me down onto his dick.

Moaning, I close my eyes, savoring the feeling of Vortex filling me up.

If I think I’m full now, though, it’s only a matter of time before I feel even more.

Once I’m fully seated facing Vortex, Havoc lets go to lube his own cock up. Before I can complain about the lack of his warmth from behind, Caleb leans in and pulls me into a kiss, right over Vortex. It’s hard and demanding and everything I equate with Caleb, and I melt enough to where Vortex has to help hold me up.

Then I can feel the blunt head of Havoc’s cock pressing against my hole, right against Vortex’s cock, and I hold my breath.

It’s not my first time doing this, but it’s my first timewantingto do this,needingto do this. I want them both buried inside of me, fucking me senseless while I suck Caleb to completion.

With all the lube and stretching, Havoc slides in not easily, but definitely painlessly. Havoc and Vortex both moan when their cocks touch each other inside of me.

“Fuck. You’re just… sliding right up against my cock,” Vortex says.

Havoc lets out a nervous laugh. “Seven is so fucking tight. I don’t know how long I can last.”

“Longer than this,” I whine.

Caleb gives me another kiss before he sits up. “You have to last long enough for Seven to get off.” He drags his cock against my lips, and I open wide for him so that he can slide into my mouth. I suck him in greedily and swallow around his shaft as it pushes into my throat.

As Havoc and Vortex start to thrust slowly, their cocks rubbing against each other and pushing against every sensitive spot inside of me, I suck Caleb harder, more eagerly, until hiscock is fully buried in my throat and my nose is pressed against his groin.

I don’t think I’ll need to touch my cock to come from this, but Vortex seems to care about my pleasure even more than I do because he squeezes it tight.

“Seven needs to come in a hurry then,” Vortex says with a groan. “I haven’t… Fuck, this is beyond amazing.”

“It’s too good,” Havoc agrees, thrusting forward again. He bites the nape of my neck and sucks on the bruise, all while his hips move in shallow thrusts. He’s not going to last much longer, I can already tell.

I’mnot going to last much longer.

I pull back and swirl my tongue around the head of Caleb’s cock. He groans loudly and grabs my hair, twisting his fingers and giving me delicious pain.

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