Page 107 of Descent

“You like that, babygirl? Is he eating that sweet little pussy so good?” Liam asks as he moves closer beside me.

“Yes,” I moan. “S-so good.”

My eyes move down to see Liam’s eyes on Wesley, his hand jerking his cock faster and faster as he does. There is a lust-drunk look in his eye, like he’s imagining Wesley’s tongue on him instead of me. Maybe that should make me jealous or even turn me off, but instead, I’m desperate to see that image myself.

“C’mere,” Liam says as he holds his cock up to me. “Open up.”

I do as he says, feeling his cock stretch my mouth and push down my throat. Running my tongue along his piercings, he curses and grips my jaw tightly as Wesley nips at my clit. I moan and squirm, and with one more swipe of Wesley’s tongue, I’m coming.

Liam follows closely behind me, letting out a string of curses as he coats my throat with his release. I swallow him down until he rubs my cheek lovingly before pulling out of me, tucking himself back into his pants.

When I’m able to finally catch my breath, I look down to see Wesley fisting his cock, his face still buried in my pussy as he lets out a low groan that has me clenching again already. Oh my god, I don’t think an orgasm has ever sounded so sexy in all my life.

Wesley slowly pushes himself to stand, a satisfied smirk on his face as he reaches for a paper towel. He cleans himself as Liam helps me up. I feel a soft kiss press against the side of my head and smile up at Liam. He shoots me a quick wink before my eyes come to Wesley.

“Well, that wasn’t exactly how I anticipated my first time with you going,” Wesley chuckles lowly.

“It was better, right?” Liam teases.

Those blue eyes come to me as he takes half a step closer, his hand reaching up to cup my jaw as he nods.

“Most definitely.”

Butterflies flutter through my body as I look between the two of them and even see them trade a few curious glances towards each other. I’m not one hundred percent sure if Wesley was just teasing Liam earlier or if he was serious. It’s not like we’ve exactly had the kind of relationship to discuss his preferences or his past.

Wesley pulls away from me, moving to the stove as Liam leans into me.

“Did we just get a new boyfriend?” he whisper asks.

“I think so,” I agree, as I watch the god-like man at the stove.

Wesley hears us based on the silent shake of his shoulders, but he doesn’t turn around.

“Do you think Asher will be upset?” I ask.

“I fucking hope so,” he laughs. “Jealous hate sex is some of my favorite.”

I laugh at that, raising a brow to Liam.

“You already thinking about having sex with one of my boyfriend’s?” I ask teasingly.

Liam grins at me.

“Like you wouldn’t love front row seats to that show.”

I would. I so fucking would.

Wesley moves towards us, a mug filled with cider in his hand as he gives it to me. I accept it happily as he bends down, stealing another kiss from me. When he pulls away, he grins.

“So, how long am I allowed to keep kissing you? Just so I’m aware.”

“Uhm, as long as you want, I guess?” I smile shyly.

He grins and shakes his head.

“Not sure you should have said that. There is no getting rid of me now, little one,” Wesley chuckles. “Need a drink?” he offers to Liam.

Liam looks at him, licking his lips seductively as he shakes his head.

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