Page 54 of Demise

He releases her clit, a wicked grin on his face as he nods. Together, we begin savagely eating her. You know that clip of that popular comedy actor savagely eating the watermelon and then walking away? Yeah, like that. Except neither of us plan on walking away.

In the haste of it all, Liam’s tongue brushes against mine, and the next time his tongue flicks down, I’m the one to run mine over his. Sloppy kisses are exchanged in between licking Skyla’s pussy, and I can tell the minute she notices because her legs begin to squirm, forcing Liam and I closer.

“Oh my god! Yes! Lick my pussy together, kiss, touch. FUCK! You both are so fucking hot,” she moans.

One more brush of our tongues together over her clit and she shatters apart. We lick and suck her through it, but when her body stops shaking, I need more. My mouth presses to Liam, his tongue covered in Skyla’s cum. As if the taste of him couldn’t get any better.

Our hands are everywhere, his neck, my chest, his arms, my cock. Fucking feral and desperate for each other and our beautiful girl. Tearing myself away from Liam, I sit up as I shove his face back towards her.

“Again,” I demand.

“Oh, I don’t know if I can come again this soon. I—”

Skyla’s protests are cut off as Liam begins eating her out once more while I slip behind him. My hands move to his basketball shorts, pulling them down and taking note that, yet again, he isn’t wearing any boxers. I’m not sure he even owns any, honestly. He arches his back, his ass a perfect heart shape. I swear to God, the only person that might have a better ass than him is Skyla, and that’s a fucking compliment because hers stops traffic, literally. I’ve seen someone get rear-ended while she crossed the street.

My hand runs over the side of his ass, squeezing tightly before I give it a hard slap. He jerks at the move but moans into Skyla’s pussy which causes her to whimper. So, naturally, I do it again and again, pulling moan after groan out of each of them.

I pause for a moment, moving to the other side of the room where Liam’s bag is. I begin rifling through it until I find what I’m looking for. Bottle in hand, I climb back onto the bed, covering my finger with lube before I circle his asshole.

Liam moans again, louder this time, as I slowly start pushing inside the tight muscle. He throbs around my finger, his ass practically thrusting onto me. So, I add another.

“Fuck,” he grumbles against Skyla’s pussy lips.

“That feel good?” I ask as I leisurely work my fingers in and out of him.

He nods incoherently as I continue. I can tell when he gets fully adjusted to the intrusion because his hips are thrusting aggressively, practically begging me for more.

“Please, Ash. Please. More,” he murmurs against Skyla.

“Get our girl off first,” I say.

He nods his agreement. His fingers coming to play with her as he begins sucking on her clit while I finger fuck him. Skyla finds her second orgasm of the night, shattering apart on Liam’s finger as I curl mine up to massage his prostate.

“Oh my god,” Liam grits through clenched teeth as Skyla’s whimpers soften.

I lean forward, still keeping my fingers buried in him as my other hand comes to wrap around his throat. I whisper against his ear, my eyes on Skyla as I speak.

“You want more, Liam? Want me to take this tight little ass? To fuck it? To make you completely mine?”

“It’s all I want,” he practically begs.

“That okay with you, princess?”

Skyla nods as she attempts to rub her thighs together.

“Please, for the love of god, fuck him.”

I let out a short chuckle at that as I lean back, releasing Liam’s throat and pulling my fingers out.

“Fuck my wife, Liam. I want you inside her while I’m inside you.”

Liam nods, lining his cock up to Skyla before sinking inside her. They both let out pleasured groans as I cover my cock with lube. I fucking love anal, I usually prefer it, honestly. So, this shouldn’t be any different. Why does it feel different, though? Warring feelings rage inside me. Dark whispers of how wrong this is, how bad it is. All of the horrible things my father has spoken over the years about queer people ring in my head.

Blowing out a heavy breath, I decide that I don’t care. Fuck the labels, fuck the stigmas, and absolutely fuck the Brethren. I’m taking what I want, what we all want and I’m not going to feel shame for it for one goddamn second.

Lining the head of my cock up to Liam’s ass, anticipation thrums in my veins as I slowly sink inside him. Once I’m fullyseated, ecstasy like I’ve never known fills me. Relief and pleasure mix together in an intoxicating cocktail that is so satisfying, so addictive, I’m ready to OD on it and die the luckiest fucking bastard that ever walked this Earth.

“Oh god,” Liam whimpers.

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