Page 29 of Tangled Souls

Maxim grunts as Oaklynn takes his cock deeper into her mouth. Kirill catches the lube that Baker tosses his way beforesettling in the place where Kirill was just against the headboard next to me.

Our woman shifts slightly so only one of her hands is braced against my chest as the other shoots out to wrap around the base of Baker’s cock. “Damn it,” he grunts under his breath.

Kirill takes a few moments to get our woman ready to take him in her ass and I slow my movements, the grip I have on her hips doing the same with hers. Her pussy tightens around my length, and I know she’s getting closer and closer to coming.

I can’t wait to feel her tighten around me. I’ve never felt anything as good as her coming on my cock. Somehow it gets better every time I’m buried inside of her even though it makes no sense.

“You ready to take my brother’s cock in your ass, Oaklynn?” Maxim’s growled question comes out strained.

I have no doubt why. Her mouth. It’s fucking otherworldly.

Her pussy squeezes my dick, and I grunt. My jaw clenches and I tighten my grip on her hips to help stave off the need I have to fill her up with my cum. It’s not fucking easy.

Oaklynn pulls back from Maxim and eyes Baker’s dick. Right before she can wrap her lips around Baker’s cockhead, she lets out a strangled sound from the back of her throat.

“Relax and let me in,Solnishko,” Kirill demands.

I can feel the moment he pushes past her tight ring of muscle. Oaklynn’s walls squeeze me in response. Or retaliation. He slides deeper inside of her, and I can feel him against the thin skin separating us. I’m panting, trying to hold still and not pound into our woman like I desperately want to.

Baker growls, “Your fucking mouth, Oaklynn.”

I let out a grunt, but I’m not sure if its because of how much tighter our woman is around my length or in agreement with Baker. Both? Neither?

Who fucking knows.

Once Kirill is all the way inside of her, I meet his gaze, and we share a nod. Then we start moving. Together.

There’s no reason to alternate filling her because we’re not easing her into anything tonight. We need to remind her just what it means to be claimed by us.

We move together, pumping in and out of our woman’s holes, chasing our own pleasure as we push her closer to the edge. All for her. Everything is for her.

She pulls off of Baker’s dick and arches her back, her moans growing louder with every stroke of our dicks inside of her. Her eyes are glazed over with lust, just how I like her.

Maxim’s hands are rough as he threads his fingers through our woman’s hair and pulls her over to his cock. She swallows him as deep as she can go and her pussy squeezes around me, telling me just how much her body loves being used by us.

“You better swallow every drop,” Maxim grits out through his teeth.

Then he lets out a sound from the back of his throat and holds her in place, his hips pumping slightly as he empties himself down her throat.

Her lips tighten around him as she swallows and then slowly glides her mouth up and off of Maxim’s dick. My gaze is lockedon her face, flushed and wild eyed, as she looks at him and winks.

Maxim smirks, his voice husky as he pants, “I think you might need some help to swallow Baker’s cock. He uses his grip on our woman’s hair to reach across me and directs her mouth to Baker’s waiting, and angry as hell looking, cock.

“Needed your mouth,” Baker moans.

Kirill starts to fuck our wife harder, and I match his thrusts. As much as I want to savor this, the need to come is too much to ignore. Holding back has my balls aching.

“Can’t hold back,” Baker mutters right after Oaklynn moans around his cock.

I thrust upward as I watch her throat swallow Baker’s load. She’s gasping for breath when she pulls back, and I can feel how close she is to coming as her entire body shakes.

She starts bouncing on our cocks, pushing back, and encouraging us to fuck her harder. Like we’re going to refuse.

Kirill and I move faster, our movements more forceful, her sounds egging us on and telling us how much pain is wrapped up in her pleasure.

“Yes. Please. More.” She barely gets the words out between breaths and moans.

And then it’s like a wave crashes over her. Her pussy spasms around me and Kirill grunts as he fights against the squeeze of her body and keeps moving his hips.

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