Page 103 of Keeping Sarah

“Good.” Deacon rolled Jac onto his back, taking him from me. But then he kissed him one more time and crawled up his body, feeding Jac his cock, his hands fisted in his hair. Deacon let out a delicious growl as he fucked Jac’s mouth.

I wasted no time joining in on the fun, taking Jac’s shaft into my own mouth, savoring the taste of him, the feel of him. Something I didn’t know I would ever get to enjoy again. With long strokes of my tongue, I worshipped his body, using my hands on his length to stroke him where my lips could not reach.

Deacon pulled from Jac’s mouth and moved down to me, whispering in my ear, “I am dying to be inside of you right now.”

Yes, please.I bobbed my head up and down on Jac’s cock as an answer.

He positioned himself behind me, and Jac sat up on his elbows. “For fucks’ sake, let me get naked first.”

I giggled as I released Jac from my mouth, and he scrambled off the bed to quickly strip down. With my hips raised, Deacon brushed the head of his cock against my wet pussy from behind me. I pushed back impatiently, but he smacked my ass and said, “He wants us to wait until he’s naked, Consort.”

My body heaved with eager, needy breaths. I was on my hands and knees at the foot of the bed, watching as Jac ripped away his clothes. Then, gloriously naked, he crawled back to me and fed me his cock, while Deacon continued to tease me with just the head of his shaft.

Above me, my two men’s gazes met, and Jac growled, “Fuck her now,” to Deacon.

Deacon shoved into me, making me moan on Jac’s cock. The stretch in my pussy made me lose my mind. I lost my control, so Deacon held the front of my hips for me, and I was almost suspended in his grip. It seemed neither of them could wait any longer. Jac grabbed the back of my head and pumped between my lips, careful not to choke me with his length, while Deacon pounded me from behind.

When Deacon bent to kiss Jac, his cock thrust deeper into me and held still there. He groaned, “I love you both so much.”

Jac said, “Fuck, I love you, too.”

I tried to speak but couldn’t around the thick cock in my mouth, so I hummed the words instead.

They both laughed, before they continued to bang at my body. I was lost to theirs and ached each time Deacon slammed into me. His hand slipped over my hip and beneath me, finding my sensitive clit. He stroked me there, once, twice, and then forced me to come on him. The heat of them filled me up untilI burst again, right after the first orgasm. I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think, couldn’t do anything but come again. Everything ached and my vision went white.

But the next thing I knew, I was on my side on the bed, panting and covered in sweat, and Deacon was on his back, with Jac on top riding him. He had straddled Deacon’s cock and taken him into his ass.

Deacon’s eyes fluttered back, while Jac moved up and down his shaft. Then, Deacon reached out for me. “Join us,” he said.

I looked at their position, unsure of the dynamics. “How?”

“Likethis,” Jac said, and grabbed my waist.

He picked me up and guided me to straddle Deacon’s stomach so that I was facing him, then he pulled me back onto his cock, filling my pussy with one long stroke, so that all three of us were connected. We all moaned together, while Jac bounced on Deacon’s shaft and worked me on his.

Deacon reached up for my breasts, holding them and pinching my nipples, making me gasp. The sensation sent shivers down to my clit, like my whole body was electric. Whimpering, I rocked back against Jac, working him against my G-spot, my pleasure cresting.

Deacon saw it on my face. “You’re going to come for us again, aren’t you, Consort?”

“Yes,” I hissed.

“I want Jac to feel you gripping his thick cock as you come. I want to watch you—actually,” his left hand abandoned my right breast for my clit, plucking that nub of flesh. “I’m going to make you come for him,right now.”

He rubbed my clit just how I liked, and this time I burst on Jac’s cock, my body wracked with intense waves of release. I went weak with my orgasm, and I fell onto Deacon’s chest, panting. He held me there, keeping me helpless to Jac’s rough thrusts from behind. Then, I felt Jac’s finger penetrate my ass,shooting pleasure through me in a new way. I cried out and rocked myself against him.

Deacon tangled his fingers into my hair and murmured huskily in my ear, “You love having your holes filled, don’t you?”

“Yes,” I whimpered, unable to deny that sinful truth.

“A shame we don’t have another companion, or you could have all three filled with cock.”

His dirty, filthy words made me shake. I was close enough to taste another orgasm.

Deacon groaned. “Jesus, just thinking about that…I’m gonna come in Jac’s ass.”

Jac’s cock swelled in me and he grunted, “Fuck, not yet.”

Deacon’s hips bucked up into Jac. “Can’t help it—"

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