Page 8 of Tangled Souls

Baker must back off a little because Maxim grips Oaklynn’s hips and uses the grip he has on her to move her up and down on his cock. I’m sure he’s struggling right now because I know how tight she is. It’s hard holding back from chasing your pleasure while buried inside of her.

How the least patient of us got the chance to be buried inside of her sweet pussy first is beyond me. Oaklynn leaves a sweet, and far too fucking chaste, kiss on the tip of my dick and I let out a low groan of need.

“Fuck,” I grunt, “need your mouth, Oaklynn.” I look over her shoulder to find Baker taking a deep breath as he reaches up and grips her shoulder for leverage. “You need to get inside of her now. Maxim looks like he’s about to lose his fucking mind.”

Oaklynn’s chuckle is breathless as she allows Baker to lean her forward and Maxim stills. She tenses but then relaxes almost immediately.

If we were good men, we would tell her that she can tell us she doesn’t want this, and we wouldn’t push her. But we aren’t good men. We are going to take her together before Kirill stakes his own claim. Before the night is over, we’ll have her in more ways than she can imagine.

Our woman breathes out, “I’m ready.”

Baker grunts as he adjusts behind her as his fingers tighten on her shoulder. “That’s right,” he growls, “let me in.”

Oaklynn’s eyebrows pull together as her fingers dig into Maxim’s chest. Her breathing becomes deep and a little labored.

“Fuck,” Baker whispers, “your ass is so tight.”

Maxim’s hands slide up her ribcage until he’s cupping her tits. He uses his thumbs and forefingers to roll her hard nipplesbetween them before pinching them. When she jolts in response, both Baker and Oaklynn let out a strangled sound.

“Look at you,” I praise our woman, “you’re taking them both so good.”

As Baker’s hips meet our woman’s perfect ass, he lets out a long breath. “Damn, Little Bee. You feel so good,” he murmurs.

“I need to move. My dick is screaming at me right now,” Maxim pants, his hands squeezing our woman’s tits.

“Move,” Oaklynn pleads.

When her glassy eyes meet mine, I know she’s almost completely lost in her pleasure. The fact that she’s looking to me, for me, to be the last to fill her holes, does something to me. A warmth fills me that only my woman can make me feel.

The things this woman does to me knocks me on my ass and makes me want to be a better man. A better man for her at least. Good for her and good are not the same thing.

Maxim and Baker start to move together, one of them filling her while the other retreats. I feel fucking giddy at the thought of having her lips wrapped around me.

Just when I feel like I won’t be able to wait another moment, Baker uses his grip on Oaklynn’s shoulder and angles her upper body toward my cock. “Huck needs you to wrap your lips around him,” he grits out through his teeth.

I grip the base of my cock and let out a moan from deep in my chest as she sucks me into her warm, wet mouth. When my fingers dive into her hair, I can’t help but grip the strands tightly and hold her head in place. Moving my hips slowly, I allow her to get into a rhythm with the three of us.

Oaklynn moans, the sound traveling throughout my entire body, making my dick throb with the vibrations. Her eyes lock with mine and I get lost in her deep dark pools of desire and sin.

Something changes in the way the guys move, they start to fill her at the same time and our woman goes fucking wild. I start fucking her mouth, moving in time with them. All of her holes being filled at the same time feels like it multiplies the connection between us.

The moans and groans coming out of us ramps the tension up and my balls are already drawing up with every swipe of her tongue, every plunge into her mouth, every labored breath, and the kiss of the back of her throat against the tip of my cock.

“Your cunt is squeezing me so fucking tight,Zolotse,” Maxim’s voice sounds far away, but it could just be because of the way the sound of the blood rushing through my veins is taking over.

All I can feel is Oaklynn’s lips wrapped around my cock and the warmth of her mouth. When her teeth barely scrape along my shaft, I almost jump out of my skin. A thread of fear weaves through me in a way I’ve never experienced before.

My fingers tighten and I wrench our woman’s head back slightly. In warning? In encouragement?

I have no fucking idea.

I’m not sure it matters.

My balls draw up and it feels like we’re all getting closer to something. Something big. My vision tunnels and the only thing I can see is Oaklynn in front of me and the way her dazed eyes are begging for more.

“She needs more,” I rasp.

“Fuck,” Baker’s drawn-out groan echoes around us.

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