Page 61 of Carnival Mayhem

“Yes,” he growls, his voice strained with desire. “Do it, Nash. Take me while I take her.”

My cock pulses with need as I begin to push into him, feeling the resistance of his body before he relaxes, welcoming my intrusion. I groan at the tight heat surrounding me, the sight of my cock disappearing inside him almost too much to bear.

Colt’s hips stutter for a moment as he adjusts to the sensation. He continues his thrusts into Flora, his pace never faltering. I begin to move in time with him, setting up a rhythm with us moving.

Grunts and groans fill the room, a symphony of desire and need. I can feel the connection between us, our bodies moving in unison, driven by the same lust. It’s everything I’ve fantasized about and more.

Colt’s body moves in perfect time with mine, his hips snapping forward as he sinks deep into Flora, even as I bury myself deeper into him. “Fuck, yes,” he growls, his eyes squeezedshut, a sheen of sweat covering his skin. “This is what you want, angel. You want to be filled up, don’t you? Want to feel Nash pounding into me while I split your pretty cunt wide open.”

I moan at his words, the filthy image only fueling my desire. I’ve always been the one in control, the one calling the shots, but now, with Colt’s body yielding to mine, I find myself surrendering to the moment, to the raw, carnal lust that courses through my veins.

“You like that, don’t you, Colt?” I murmur, my lips close to his ear, my breath hot against his skin. “You like the feel of my cock inside you.” I pull back slightly, only to snap my hips forward, driving into him with forceful thrusts. “I’m going to fuck you so good, make you come apart around my cock.”

“God, yes,” he grits out, his hands tightening on Flora’s thighs as he holds her in place, his powerful body working tirelessly to pleasure her even as he submits to me. “Do it, Nash. Make me come. Make me forget everything but your cock and her cunt.”

I glance down, watching as my cock disappears into his body, the stretch of his hole tight and perfect around me. His ass clenches around me, milking my cock, and I groan, my head falling back as I savor the sensation.

“Look at me, Flora,” Colt commands. “Look at me as I fuck you. As I make you come.”

Her eyes fly open, her breath catching at the intensity of his gaze. “Yes, Colt,” she breathes, her fingers digging into his arms. “I’m looking at you.”

“Good girl. Keep your eyes on me as you come. I want you to see me when you fall apart.”

Her chest heaves as she succumbs to his command, her eyes never wavering from his as her body surges toward its peak. “Oh, God,” she whimpers, her body tensing.

Colt’s hips never stop moving, his thrusts relentless as he drives into her, even as I continue to pound into him, claiming his body as my own. “Come for us, angel,” he growls, his voice rough. “Come all over my cock.”

Her eyes squeeze shut for a moment, her body arching as she surrenders to the pleasure. “Yes!” she cries, her voice echoing in the room. “I’m coming, Colt. I’m—” Her words devolve into a series of incoherent moans as her orgasm washes over her, her body trembling in the aftermath.

Colt’s release is approaching, his body tensing, his breath coming in short, sharp gasps. “Look at her, Nash,” he grits out. “Look at her as I fill her cunt with my cum.”

My own body responds to his words; the image of his thick length buried inside her, pumping into her, pushing me closer to the edge. “Fuck, Colt,” I breathe, my hips snapping forward, driving into him with urgent thrusts. “I’m not going to last much longer either.”

“Good,” he growls, his eyes narrowing. “Come inside me, Nash. Mark me as yours at the same time as I fill her with my seed.”

The mere demand pushes me over the edge. “Fuck!” I cry, my body tensing as my release surges through me, jet after jet of hot cum filling him, branding him as mine.

Colt comes at exactly the same moment, his body stiffening as he empties himself into Flora, his eyes squeezed shut, his teeth gritted as he rides out his orgasm. “Fuck,” he grunts, his hips giving a few final, shallow thrusts as he buries himself deep inside her.

The room is filled with the sound of our harsh breathing, our bodies slick with sweat, sated from the intense release. I lean forward, pressing a kiss to the curve of Colt’s shoulder, savoring the taste of his skin, salty with our exertion. He shifts slightly, turning his head to meet my lips in a tender and passionate kiss.Our tongues tangle momentarily before he pulls away, a soft smile on his lips.

I glance down at Flora, who watches us, her eyes sparkling with curiosity and something akin to wonder. “What are you thinking?” I ask, my fingers gently brushing the damp hair from her forehead. “Did we meet your expectations?”

She smiles, her face soft and dreamy. “More than I could have ever imagined,” she breathes, her hand reaching up to stroke Colt’s cheek. I knew it would be intense, but the connection...” She trails off, shaking her head slightly, unable to find the words.

I know exactly what Flora means. Watching her eyes sparkle with contentment, feeling Colt’s steady breathing against me—it’s a connection I never thought possible. Not just physical, but something deeper that binds us together.

“You’re everything to me,” I murmur, running my fingers through Flora’s hair. Her smile brightens the room, chasing away the shadows of our pasts. Beside me, Colt’s hand finds mine, squeezing gently.

“We protect our own,” Colt says, his voice rough with emotion. The words carry weight—a promise we’ve all made to each other. After everything Flora’s been through and all the years Colt and I spent dancing around our feelings, we finally found our place.

Flora reaches up, touching both our faces. “I feel safe with you both,” she whispers. “Like I finally belong somewhere.”

My heart swells at her words. That’s all we’ve ever wanted—to give her the security she deserves, to show her what real love feels like. In doing so, Colt and I discovered something in ourselves, too.

“You’ll always have us,” I promise, kissing her forehead. “Both of us.”

Colt nods in agreement, his eyes meeting mine over Flora’s head. There’s understanding there and something more—a depth of feeling that no longer needs to hide in shadows.

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