Page 97 of Subbing For Santa

My shoulders relax, and I smile at Butterfly as I approach. She’s one of the dirtiest girls I’ve ever come across. She’s into some stuff that just seems vile to me, but she knows which parties she can and can’t step over some extremely thick lines with. Some of the parties she attends have no boundaries at all. I’d be terrified to step foot in one of those clubs.

“How are you, Butterfly?” I ask as I slip my panties off and lower myself to the couch, shuffling my arse closer to her face as I spread my legs wide. I hook one leg over the back of the couch and drop the other over the edge to the floor as Butterfly flashes her teeth at me.

“I’ve been dreaming of your cunt, Moxie. That’s how I’ve been.” She smiles before turning her head over her shoulder to address Grizzly. “Change to my arse, Grizz. I wanna feel you tear my arse to shreds.”

Grizzly growls, something he’s known for. He doesn’t say much, but the scary fucker can growl like a bear chasing its prey. Hence, his nickname.

When Butterfly stiffens, I know Grizzly is doing what she asked, and she turns back to me as she licks her lips. “I’m thirsty, Mox. Make sure you give me a drink at the end.”

I grin. She knows I’m a squirter.

The moment she lowers her face between my legs and I feel the hot press of her tongue through my folds is the moment that Griffin appears behind Grizzly and Butterfly.

A gasp escapes me, partially from the sensations building between my legs, and partially because I feel like I’ve just been caught doing something wrong.

Griffin is wearing nothing but a black leather mask, and he steps up beside us as he strokes his hard length, a slight smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. Seeing him standing there with his eyes dark with lust while he fists his dick has to be one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen. The only thing that would make it better is if I could see his face.

Grizzly studies Griffin as he pounds into Butterfly’s arse, so I decide to introduce them.

“Grizzly, this is Mafia.”

I can tell by his slight grin that Griffin wasn’t expecting me to call him that. We hadn’t discussed what his club name would be, but I think it’s fitting.

Butterfly pops her head up from her task between my legs and runs her eyes over my man.

“Why hello good sir. Would you like me to replace your hand with mine while I have a snack?”

I’m about to tell her to back off, but Griffin answers first.

“No, thank you. I’m only here to watch for now.”

“Mmmm, you can watch Grizzly destroy my arse any time you like, Mr Delicious.” Butterfly bites her lip as she ogles my man, and I release my own growl, fisting her hair and dragging her attention back to me.

“I thought you were thirsty?”

She grins. “Oooh, dominating Moxie is hot. Fuck yes, I’m thirsty.”

She doesn’t say anything else before diving back in.

I throw my head back, moaning as Butterfly presses my legs wider and starts fucking me with her long-pierced tongue. I’m helpless to hold back.

A strong hand fists in my hair, and my eyes fly open to connect with the dark pools of my Santa.

“Fuck her face.” He rumbles, and I glance down to Butterfly’s green eyes looking up past the mound of my sex. I start thrusting my hips up, and she shoves her face firmer into my parted legs like she is trying to climb inside me.

“Fuck.” I rasp as I do exactly what Griffin asked me to.

His fist tightens in my hair as he leans down to whisper in my ear. “That’s a good little elf.”

His encouragement eggs me on, and I let my walls down, becoming Moxie and taking what I need. The whole scene has me ready to explode and as Butterfly grinds her nose against my clit, I know I’m not far off.

“Open.” Griffin rasps tugging tighter on my hair, and my eyes meet his as I open my mouth before he moves closer, pistoning his straining cock in the palm of his hand.

“Fuuuck.” He groans before the first spurt of cum hits my tongue, and that’s the moment I soar.

I cry out, even as my mouth fills with Griffin’s cum, and Butterfly gets exactly what she wanted as I spray right into her mouth. That’s the moment she comes, too, which milks Grizzly of his orgasm, leaving all four of us panting.

As we come down from our highs, Grizzly slips from Butterfly’s arse, and she sits up from between my legs.

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