Page 82 of Mask and the Magnolia

I can’t stop watching his dick move in and out of her core. I can’t stop staring at the amount of slick coming from her pussy, how drenched she is because of us.

Korvin groans as he releases her legs, keeping them wide by placing the sole of her boots on top of my desk on either side of his thighs. His stormy gray eyes flash to mine and he smiles, one hand moving to Maggie’s clit, circling that bundle of nerves as his other pushes her sweater up over her breasts. Korvin watches me closely as he grips her bra in the center and yanks it down, her perfect beautiful breasts spilling over the top while they bounce to the rhythm of his pumping.

I push back into Desmond’s hand, all three fingers sinking into my ass to his knuckles and he squeezes the base of my erection as I try thrusting into his fist. I need more. I need everything.

“Are you ready, omega?” Korvin asks as he twists Magnolia’s nipple.

I nod, my chest heaving as I choke out, “God, yes.”

Almost immediately, I feel Desmond’s naked cock against my asscheek, the swollen head replacing his fingers at that tight ring of muscle.

But just as I think this is it, that we’re going to mate and I’m going to have sex for the first time, Korvin stops what he’s doing and I frown.

“I thought…”

“You thought right, doc,” Desmond says against my ear. “But we have to get into position.”

My brow furrows as I watch Korvin lift Maggie off of his still incredibly hard cock, kissing her as she repositions so it’s… Oh, he’s going to fuck her ass. He is going to fuck her in the ass while Desmond fucks me in the ass and?—

“Holy shit,” she whispers as she sinks down onto his erection. “Fuck, how am I so full but so empty.”

“Let’s fix that, sweetheart.” Desmond guides me forward until the head of my cock is almost touching her core.

“But first.” Magnolia reaches out and grabs the bottom of my vest, yanking it up over my head before she grabs the front of my shirt and rips it open, the buttons scattering all over the floor. “That issomuch better.”

She reaches down between us and fists my cock, running the head up and down her slit, coating it in her slick and I hold my breath.

Desmond pushes the tip of his erection into my ass just as mine slips inside Maggie, every inch I take matched by another that he takes.

It does sting.

Not as much as I thought it would but there is a stinging sensation that coincides with the feeling of being so full.

So fucking full.

My cock slides all the way in, Maggie’s wet heat surrounding me, the walls of her core like velvet as they clench around my dick. I feel Desmond’s knot against my asshole, my alpha gritting his teeth next to my ear as he stills his movements, patiently waiting for me to adjust.

Which takes me a few moments.

Moments that are helped along by having my dick inside Maggie, by being bare chest to bare chest with her while Korvin gently runs his thumb back and forth over my wrist.

My chest swells at their patience, at the love I can feel coming from them. There is a strange peace in knowing that these people love me, they care about me and how I feel, and want to be with me because of it.

“Okay,” I say as I nod. “I’m ready. I need to move.”

Magnolia leans forward and kisses me, smiling against my lips before she plants a hand back on each of Korvin’s thighs. Then she starts to move, and so do I.

My hips follow her lead, matching her thrust for thrust as we establish our speed. I drop my eyes to where we’re joined, captivated by the way my cock slides into her pussy with ease, stretching her walls as they envelop me completely.

I can feel Korvin, feel his cock pumping into Magnolia’s ass, the way it slides in and out at my same pace. It adds to how tight she feels around me, and being hyper aware of it has my balls feeling full and heavy before they start to draw up tight.

A feeling that grows as we continue making love, as my mates continue making me theirs.

Every move forward has my erection disappearing to the hilt, every time I pull out, Desmond’s cock becomes buried in my ass, only stopping at the knot.

Maggie starts moaning low in her throat, chanting our names as she briefly tips her head back in ecstasy before she jerks forward.

“I’m not going to be able to go much longer, boys,” she pants as her legs begin to shake. “I’ve been on the edge for so long, I want us to go over together.”

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