Page 60 of Carnival Mayhem

I knew this moment would come. And now, with Flora’s eyes on us, eager and gleaming with anticipation, it’s time to give her what she wants—whatwewant.

I pull Colt toward me, not breaking eye contact for a second. He resists at first, his gaze questioning, searching my eyes as if to confirm that this is happening. I give him a slight nod, and he relaxes into my touch, his lips crashing hungrily against mine.

His mouth is warm and insistent, his tongue demanding entry. Our kiss is urgent. Our hands are everywhere, tearing at clothes, exploring bare skin.

Flora’s eyes are bright as she watches us. Her fingers move feverishly between her legs, her breath coming in sharp gasps. “Fuck, yes,” she whispers, her voice hoarse with desire. “I can’t wait to see Nash’s cock buried deep in your ass, Colt. I want to see you take it all.”

Colt moans at her words, his eyes darkening even further. “You want to see that?” he asks, his voice rough. “You want to watch Nash fuck me?”

“More than anything,” she replies, her fingers working faster. “I want to see you both lose control. I want to hear you cry out, Colt. I want to know that it’s Nash who finally makes you let go.”

I can see the desire and conflict flashing in Colt’s eyes. We’ve both always been in control. Colt is naturally dominant, though, especially in the bedroom. But now, with me, he’s ready to surrender. “Then that’s what I’ll give you, angel,” he growls. “I’ll let Nash fuck me while I’m buried deep inside your sweet cunt.”

I swallow hard, my cock throbbing at the image his words evoke. I’ve often fantasized about this moment, dreaming of the feel of Colt’s body yielding to mine. Now, it’s finally within reach.

I push Colt toward the sofa, urging him to bend over the armrest. He complies, his breath coming in sharp pants. “Do it, Nash,” he grits out. “Fuck me.”

I glance at Flora, who is pretty and flushed. “You ready for this, Flora?” I ask. “Ready to watch me sink into Colt’s tight hole while he pounds that pretty cunt of yours?”

She whimpers, her eyes rolling back as her fingers work feverishly. “Yes,” she breathes. “I need to feel Colt inside me while you’re inside him, knowing we’re all connected in the most intimate way possible.”

Colt’s body is taut as a bowstring as he bends over the armrest of the couch, his powerful muscles rippling with restrained need. There’s a challenge in his eyes, daring me to take what I want. I step forward, my heart pounding with anticipation.

Flora is already by his side, her delicate hands reaching out to stroke his leaking cock, which is already fully hard again. She’s eager, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. I can see the lust building in her, mirroring the ache in my own body.

I press a kiss to Colt’s broad shoulder. “Relax,” I murmur against his skin. “Let us take care of you.”

Flora lets out a soft sigh, her fingers tightening around his length. I know she’s imagining what it will be like to have this man inside her, even as she helps prepare him for me.

I head into my bedroom and grab some lube, coating my fingers generously before trailing a slick fingertip down the furrow of his ass. He hisses at the sensation, his body tensing momentarily before he relaxes into my touch. I know how to prepare him, having fucked women in the ass on countless occasions.

I scavenge in the kitchen and retrieve a tapered candle to stretch him open. Coating it generously with lube, my heart pounds with anticipation.

I press the tip of the candle to his entrance, watching as his body swallows it greedily. He lets out a low groan, his head falling forward. “Fuck, yes,” he grits out.

I push the candle deeper, my own breath coming in short pants. “You like that, don’t you, Colt?” I ask, my voice husky with need. “You like the feel of being stretched open, filled up.”

“Do it harder, Nash. I can take it,” he growls, his hips pushing back.

I smile, my eyes flicking briefly to Flora, who bites her lip as she watches, her own pleasure forgotten for the moment as she’s drawn to the erotic display before her. “As you wish,” I murmur, my voice laced with amusement. I begin to thrust the candle in and out of him, setting a steady rhythm, watching as his body accepts the intrusion, craving more.

“You’ve prepared yourself like this before, haven’t you?” I ask, my fingers tightening around the base of the candle. “You like to fuck your own ass, don’t you, Colt?”

He grunts, his eyes squeezed shut as he struggles to maintain his dominant facade. “Maybe,” he grunts. “Once you’ve felt a cock in your ass, it’s hard to stop. I’ve got a few dildos I like to ride, jacking off simultaneously. Always wishing it was your cock pounding into me.”

“Fuck,” I groan, my dick straining to be inside him.

Flora’s voice snaps me back to the moment, her breathless words pulling a smirk to my lips. “You two are so fucking sexy. I can’t wait any longer.”

Colt’s eyes glitter with desire as he stands. “Lie back,” he commands, his voice rough with need. “I’m going to sink into this tight cunt while Nash takes what he wants from my ass.”

Flora doesn’t hesitate, her eyes sparkling with curiosity and lust as she settles back onto the sofa. Her legs fall open, inviting Colt to take what he craves. He positions himself between herthighs, his cock hovering at her entrance as he reaches down to guide himself into her wet heat.

The sight of his thick length disappearing inside her makes my breath catch. I want to be buried deep inside him at the same moment he fills her, our bodies connected in the most primal way possible.

Colt starts to move, his hips snapping forward as he thrusts into Flora’s welcoming body. She moans, her hands reaching up to grip his biceps as he sets a relentless pace. “Fuck, yes,” she gasps, her eyes squeezed shut as she takes him deep. “God, your cock feels so good.”

I move behind Colt, lining up the tip of my lubed-up cock with his waiting hole. I can feel his anticipation, his body trembling with need. “Are you ready for me, Colt?” I whisper, my lips close to his ear. “Ready for my cock inside your ass while I watch you fuck our girl?”

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