Page 172 of Gathered Sparkle

I slide in a second finger, and her breath hitches, but she adjusts quickly, the tension melting into pleasure. “God, yes,” she moans out, her hips rocking toward me, so I lick her some more while Alaric watches her intently, his free hand brushing her hair back from her eyes.

When I add a third finger, she tenses, a shaky sound slipping from her lips. I circle her clit with my tongue, easing her through it. “Almost there, Sparkle. You’re doing so good for me.”

“Forus,” Alaric corrects softly, leaning down to kiss her slightly open lips.

Her body trembles as I slide my fingers deeper, watching them disappear into her, the sight making my cock ache. “You’re so beautiful like this,” I whisper. “Ric’s going to give you everything you need.”

They break apart, and her eyes meet mine, filled with trust and lust. When I finally pull my fingers out, she gasps at the loss, so I lean up and capture her lips in a kiss, letting her taste herself on my tongue. Her hands curl around my neck, holding me close.

I blindly reach for a pillow, and Alaric hands one over, his eyes and whole body tense when I break the kiss and shoot him a grateful smile as I position it under Sparkle’s ass.

Standing, I grab my shirt from the floor and wipe my hands on it before I throw it in a corner. “Your turn, Ric.”

We switch places, and Alaric steps between her legs while I sit by her head, and she tilts her face up, eyes seeking mine.

“Ready, Sparkle?”

She nods, a smile playing on her lips. “Yes.”

Alaric leans over her, his hands cradling her face like she’s the most precious thing he’s ever touched. “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

Fuck.

She’s able to say it to him?

I should be jealous, but all I feel is joy. If she managed to say it to him, she will tell me soon. Because even if she never voiced it directly, I know she does.

Alaric straightens, his focus dropping to his cock as he coats himself with lube, letting a generous amount drip onto her ass for good measure, then hesitates again.

“You remember how to fuck, right? Or do you need some help with that as well?” I tease, trying to get him out of his head.

“Fuck you, Sy,” he mutters, before his gaze finds Sparkle’s. “Tell me if it hurts.”

She nods. “Take your first, Ace.”

He huffs a laugh, and after another deep breath, he guides the head of his cock to her, pressing against her puckered hole.

The crown slips in with minimal resistance, thanks to my prepping, but the stretch still makes both of them gasp. Alaric’s face scrunches up, a tremor running through him as he holds there, his hands gripping her hips for dear life. Sparkle clutches my hand tightly, her nails digging in, but her eyes are glazed, her lips parted on a moan as she nods rapidly.

“Go on, Ric,” I coax. “You’re doing great. And she’s loving it. Aren’t you, baby?”

“Y-yes.”

Alaric lets out a shaky exhale and begins to ease himself deeper. Every inch he slides in feels like an eternity, but Sparkle’s face twists with pleasure, her body arching to meet him. When he’s finally balls deep, his body erupts into goose bumps.

“Jesus,” Alaric rasps while she trembles beneath him, impaled on his cock.

“I’m good,” she assures him before he can ask, then her eyes flutter shut. “Really good. Fuck my ass, Ace.”

Fuck.

I have to squeeze my cock through my sweatpants, the pressure barely holding me together as I watch them. The sight is enough to wreck me. The thought of filling her ass myself makes my head spin.

She moans as Alaric pulls back and thrusts in again slowly, the drag of his cock making her shiver. The sounds they make together—her breathless whimpers and his low groans—are pure sin.

“God, I love seeing you get fucked,” I growl out, the words spilling out without thought.

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