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This seems to do something to her as her head drops back and her eyes roll up. “You like that? Getting used all the time? Fuck, it looks like you do.”

A shadow crosses my periphery and Wolf steps into the door frame. He’s already got his dick out and stroking it languidly as his eyes narrow on where April and I are joined beneath her full poodle skirt. “Can I watch?”

“Yeah but give me time to finish before you jump in, damn it. Can’t even get her one second alone, can I?”

Wolf’s lips spread wide with a grin. “Nope. Not while I’m around.”

“You mean, right after you? I-I-I, oh god.” April hums a pleasurable sigh as if just now realizing what she’s in for.

“Tired already, girlie? It’s okay. Wolfie will take care of you. You can just lay there. Don’t need you to participate, really.” He grips himself harder and I know it’s because he’s thinking about her asleep tonight or too tired to fight him off.

I like her awake and alive.

My hands grip her ass and spread her wider so I can force more in and with every scoop of my hips, she soaks my abs creating a wet smacking sound. “You gonna come for me before I hand you over to my boy?”

Wolf places a hand on the top of the doorframe and leans in, his cock out and turning purple as he watches her tits bounce with every shift of my dick inside her.

“Yes. I think I am… It’s just so full. Are you going to come in me?”

“Yeah, sweetheart. Gotta put everything inside you so that Wolf can feel it when he puts his dick in you. Leave some of that natural lube.”

That plush lower lip gets tucked under her front teeth and the whites of her eyes show as she rolls them into her head. “Oh my god!” She screams while her cunt pulses around me, tightening that grip until it pulls every drop of cum from my balls like a vacuum.

“Fuck!” Pressing my forehead to her shoulder, I erupt deep inside her, holding her firmly to the wall.

Even as I do, Wolf is there, taking her from me. “Damn it. Can’t I just enjoy the high!” I step back as he grasps her around the waist, turns her until she drops her onto the middle of the mattress, then shoves in.

With a sheepish grin over his shoulder, he says, “Nope. Fuck… You’re right. She is tighter than a vice.”

“You-you’re big, too, but what is that?” She latches her nails around his neck as I try to put myself together, zipping up my jeans.

Wolf’s grin widens. “Girlie, that’s some piercings you feel. Gotta stretch you out before Brahn gets hold of you. These will help.”

“P-piercings?” Her breathing escalates into rapid pants as she squeezes her eyes closed and latches her legs around his waist. The way his body moves into her like a swimmer makes my cock think about getting hard again, but it’s tough. I’m not a young man anymore. So I just watch them together.

Their bodies work well cresting and peaking against each other. And it doesn’t take too long before Wolf’s face scrunches up, the veins in his neck pulsing as he strains to keep himself from coming. He doesn’t have to wait long, though, because our girl arches into him with another whimpering moan and he collapses on her with a forceful grunt and thrust.

I let them have their moment and exit toward the kitchen where Brahn sips a cup of water and stares out in the backyard through the sink window. “That girl on birth control?”

Shrugging, I open the fridge to see if we even have groceries or if I need to send April to the store. It’s empty. “I guess so. Didn’t ask.”

When I turn around, the flinch in his jaw is telling. A light flares behind his brown eyes as his full belly shakes as he takes a deep breath. “Well…if she is, she won’t be for long.”

Three

WOLF

I hate Sundays.

My palm wraps around my cock as I stroke it vigorously, edging myself until midnight. Cracks in the ceiling aren’t as good to look at while I do this. Not compared to the girl lying one room over. Time moves too slow for my taste…

Waiting for my turn in April.

Frustrated, I sit up, tug on some sweatpants, and head to the kitchen for a snack before I stuff myself inside her sleeping cunt as soon as the clock strikes twelve. Only twenty minutes to go before it’s Monday and I can explode within her cushy walls again.

It’s been an eventful two weeks having April in the house. Everyone has settled into a comfortable routine. Us boys have been able to focus on fixing up the outside of our place, repairing the roof when it isn’t raining, as well as prepping the siding for paint.

April has done wonders inside. Despite the dated look of all our furniture, she’s made it cheery with flowers or little knick-knacks situated in the perfect spots. She even found a bookshelf filled with old paperbacks Brahn fell in love with. Place looks immaculate compared to before when it was dingy and dirty.

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