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“Just trust me.” I press my lips to her temple, whispering for her to let go while I ram into her relentlessly.

Lily scratches my arm as she comes, but her pussy grabs meso tightly I’m thankful for the grounding pain. Logan curses, moaning against Lily’s skin, and the moment her body goes lax, and I catch a glimpse of Logan’s soaked chin and shirt, I comehard.

I want to put her down so I can stretch out my legs, but Logan has other plans. He gives Lily a few soft pats on her cheek until she’s at least responsive. Getting up, he runs his fingers through my hair.

“Get her on all fours and stay inside,” he orders.

Judging by his tone of voice, there won’t be a discussion about this. As Logan yanks my pants down, my cock twitches in renewed interest and the delicious pain of overstimulation shoots up my spine.

“Spit,” he says, holding his hand out to me. “Or don’t, I’m gonna fuck you either way.”

I gather saliva in my mouth and let it trail down until it forms a small puddle in his palm. Logan doesn’t waste any time to prep me, and the spit was apparently only necessary to slick himself up.

After Logan told me about his plans for tonight earlier today, I decided to prep myself—just in case—but it’s not nearly enough to mask the heady pain of his cock stretching me out.

It’s too much, in the best possible way. Every sensation amplified, so intense I can’t do anything but kneel on the ground, frozen in place.

“Understand now why you need me?” Logan mocks, snapping his hips forward, and when Lily clenches around my cock, it sucks the air out of my lungs. “Can’t even fuck her properly without my help.”

He puts his arm around us, wrapping his hand around Lily’s throat to press the three of us closer together.

“Tongue out, pretty boy.”

I turn back toward him, and a particularly hard thrustmakes my mouth drop open in pleasure. Logan spits, and the way he closes my mouth with his free hand feels so goddamn affectionate it makes my head spin.

“Can't believe how fucking perfect you are,” he murmurs against my neck.

Lily squirms in my grip as my fingers find her clit. She grinds over my hand, and it doesn’t take long until she comes with a strangled moan, coating my hand with more wetness. Her clenching pussy causes me to fill her up a second time, right as Logan’s hips stutter and his cock twitches inside of me.

Everything is so wet and hot and sticky and soperfect.

“Want both of my pets dripping with cum, all the way home,” Logan whispers, sounding weirdly content.

We all drop down on the grass next to each other, out of breath and barely conscious, in the case of Lily.

“We should get going,” Logan says, pulling my pants back up.

“Give me a minute. Or five,” I groan as my heartbeat refuses to slow down.

I don’t think I ever came this hard in my entire life, but the combined sensations of Lily’s tight heat wrapped around me and Logan’s cock so fucking deep inside of me were a bit too much for my brain to handle.

Taking Logan’s hand in mine, I wish I could stay like this forever, right between the two people who mean the world to me.

“Max, c’mon,” Logan says as my minute is over. “It’s a short walk, I promise.” Groaning, he grabs my wrist and pulls me up.

“What?” I ask, white dots clouding my vision.

“The house is right there. Had her running in circles.”

He’s right, I realize with a snort. I was so focused on the sight of our pretty girl running from us that it’s a wonderIdidn’t get lost. As I bow down to pick Lily up, Logan stops me.

“I’ll take her, sunshine. You look like you’re having trouble keeping yourself steady, and I can’t carry both of you.”

He scoops her up in his arms, and with a content sigh, Lily nuzzles against him as we walk back home. Logan didn’t lie because not even ten minutes later, the outline of our cabin comes into view.

Something is different, though. Lights shine on the front porch despite me being sure I didn’t leave them on. Uneasiness spreads in my stomach, and I straighten my clothes before I try to get my hair in a presentable state.

“Go in through the backdoor,” I tell Logan, and he nods.