Page 24 of Hunk Sandwich
Our tongues clashed and fought for dominance. Holy shit. This kiss was so hot it made my dick hard.
My husband noticed.
He slid to the floor and freed me from my trousers. Kas whimpered softly, and I peered down at Ollie. I had to see him sucking my dick.
He held Kaspar’s hand and groaned when the gorgeous wolf placed their clasped hands on his bulge. The way he handled my sweet mate, so gentle and caring, made my heart squeeze in my chest.
He understands.
I wanted to reward him for being so good to us. I plunged my tongue into his mouth, working his tongue with my ridge. Kas whined again.
“I know,” Ollie gasped, pulling off my dick and busying himself with Kaspar’s flies. “His kisses do that to me too.”
Then, he had our dicks in his hands, jerking us with a firm grip.
“Älskling!”
Ollie met my eyes, a hot as sin smile on his perfect lips.
“Keep kissing him like that and I’ll be a good boy and make you both come.”
Fuck! We both leaked over his fingers. The lewd slick noises of Ollie jerking us off did my head in.
Kas freed my hair and sank his hands into it, pulling me back for another kiss. It didn’t end. Our lips stayed fused. Kaspar and I panted and groaned as we bucked our hips and drove our dicks through Ollie’s fists.
“Oh fuck!” Our gorgeous wolf moaned as his climax hit. I followed him a moment later, coming all over Ollie’s stroking hand and my lap.
“My good boys,” he hummed, kissing first my tip, then Kaspar’s, licking some cum from each of us. “Thank you.” He brought his hands to his mouth and sucked one finger after another between his lips.
I stroked Kas, brushing his fur out of his eyes and rubbing his nape.
“Är du okej?” I asked him.No, wrong language.“Geht es dir gut?”
“Ja,” he replied with a smile. “I’m so good. You?” He caressed my cheek, then Ollie’s.
I noticed how Kaspar switched to English so Ollie could follow, even though his accent got a little thicker when he was tired or turned on.
“Splendid.” My husband rested his head on Kaspar’s thigh. “Bo, darling?”
Oh, älskling. This feels so right, doesn’t it?
“Jag mår bra. Damn.” With my brain mush after the orgasm, I defaulted to my native language.
“It’s okay. Give your brain a minute to get back to normal.”
I grinned down at him and nodded.
“Hanging out with you is great.” Kas sighed and sank back into the cushions and my arm. His hand found Ollie’s cheek, and he stroked it. “We should get you cleaned up.”
“Oh no.” I trailed my finger through the mess on my abs then through Kas’ cum and spread our combined releases on Ollie’s lips. “My mate loves it, don’t you, älskling?”
“Yes, darling.” My husband groaned and opened his mouth so I could push my finger inside. I stroked his slick tongue, loving his little hum as he sucked me clean.
Chapter 21
Ollie
“Ilove filthy, you know that.”
