Page 69 of Beyond the Darkness

“Good.” Hudson worked Connie for several minutes before finally letting go and turning his attention to Kit. Climbing on the bed, he straddled Kit, his legs on either side of Kit’s shoulders. “Now you suck me.”

Kit couldn’t resist the temptation before him. He eagerly opened up, instinctively gripping the sturdy headboard to keep his hands from wandering.

The anticipation of what was to come sent shivers down his spine, and his heart pounded in his chest. Hard and hot. Salty and sweet. Silken skin over steel.

Hudson was a mouthful, that was for sure. Kit glanced up at him, all that hair falling wildly around his very flushed face. Relaxing, he let Hudson gently fuck his mouth as he looked at him.

Mother of all, Hudson was beautiful. He stared down at Kit, his eyes those of his dragon, and his lips pulled back from his teeth as he thrust in and out of Kit’s mouth. A slight smile lit his face as he watched Kit take him deeper.

“Yes,” he whispered. “Just like that. Slow. Make me crazy.”

Next thing Kit knew, his feet were flat on the bed, his knees bent and spread. Connie touched his hole with his wet finger, and Kit jumped under Hudson.

“Connie has lube,” Hudson whispered. “He’s going to open you.”

Since his mouth was stuffed full, he winked to let Hudson know he’d heard as Connie teased his slick fingers back and forth against Kit’s tight hole. The pressure of his touch caused Kit to grunt around Hudson’s throbbing cock, desperately trying to push back for more.

“Want more?” Hudson asked.

Yes, he wanted more. He writhed against the sheets, his hips gyrating with desire. His body was on fire, every nerve ending alive and begging for more.

Connie’s touch sent shivers of need racing across his skin like greedy fingers, leaving trails of heat in their wake. Connie added another finger, plunging them deep inside Kit as if to stoke the flames that consumed him. He sucked harder, pulling a startled moan from Hudson.

“Damn, you’re good at that.”

Connie entered Kit with another finger, and oh, that was good. He liked a little bit of pain, and Connie was giving him what he wanted.

“You’re dripping precome, Kit. I’d stroke you too, but I don’t want you to come again,” Connie taunted. “Not yet at least.”

Connie was right. One touch to his cock and he would blow.

“Connie, on the bed,” Hudson demanded. “He’s going to ride you while I fuck his mouth.”

With a contented sigh, Kit released Hudson’s cock and move as Connie eagerly climbed onto the bed. As Kit straddled him, he couldn’t help but admire the sight of their entwined bodies, illuminated by the soft glow of the bedside lamp.

He took hold of Connie’s slick cock, feeling its weight and warmth in his hand, before slowly lowering himself down ontoConnie’s thick shaft. The sensation of being filled and stretched was intense, and Kit moaned as he bounced gently up and down, savoring every inch until finally bottoming out with a gratifying thud.

“Ride me,” Connie begged. “Take what you need, Kit.”

Hudson grabbed Kit’s hair, bringing his face toward him. “Open.”

Even though Kit was the one impaled, he had control. He raised his hips, feeling Connie’s cock slide almost out, then he eased back down. They both groaned. Oh, that angle was just right. Connie teased Kit’s nipples as he moved up and down.

“Faster,” Connie breathed. “Please, Kit, go faster.”

Kit braced his feet on the bed and moved his hips faster, fucking himself on his mate’s dick. His shaft bounced against his stomach, sending little shards of pleasure shooting through him.

Kit wanted to stay here forever, riding this perfect cock from now on out. Every thrust nailed his hot spot. His cock leaked all over Connie’s stomach.

“By Gaura, so good. Come on, love. Come. I need you to come for me so I can,” Connie gasped. “Come, Kit!”

Hudson growled as he came down Kit’s throat. As soon as Hudson was done, he slipped from Kit’s mouth.

Connie’s words also triggered Kit, his orgasm rushing through him. Pleasure spread through his body and waves of intense satisfaction rolled through him in endless torrents.

His vision blurred, and for a moment, everything was sensation and pleasure, the physical embodiment of ecstasy. Kit collapsed forward onto Connie’s chest, breathless and spent.

His heart pounded against his ribs like a drum, and he could feel Connie’s equally frantic heartbeat under his cheek.

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