Page 17 of Dripping Pearls

I reach between them, coating my hand in her juices. She cries out when she feels my fingers against her ass. Within seconds, she's pushing back against them, eager and willing. I take it slow, working one inside before adding another. I stretch and twist and then add a third, trying to loosen her up as much as I can.

"Christ, hurry up," Liam growls. "I'm hanging on by a thread here."

"Lean forward, Lola," I instruct, getting on my knees behind her. "Lay across his chest. We'll do the work now. You just lay there and let us."

She moans softly and falls forward, letting Liam catch her. He eases her down into his arms, chest to chest. Her round ass is in the air, her plump cheeks spread. She's so wet, we don't need lube. Instead, I reach between her and Liam again and gather her juices and Liam's precum in my hand. My hand trails along Liam's shaft again, earning another snarled curse from him.

I pause for a minute and wrap my hand around the base of his shaft, squeezing him. When Lola lifts up, I follow with my hand, jacking his cock. He shouts my name, and I want to roar in triumph. Instead, I release him, and smear their juices all over my cock like lube.

I lean forward and touch my lips to Lola's back before pressing my cock to her tight little asshole.

"Hold her," I growl to Liam when she tenses.

"Kiss me, Lola baby," he says, claiming her lips in a deep kiss.

As soon as I feel her relax, I grit my teeth, pressing forward slowly. So goddamn slowly it's torture. The head of my cock slips inside. My eyes threaten to roll back in my head.

Lola sobs against Liam's lips, partly in pleasure, partly in pain.

I stay still, barely even daring to breathe. My insides twist themselves into knots. Christ, it's wrong that I'm in heaven while she's writhing in torment. And yet she's so tight and hot around my cock I'm in danger of losing my fucking mind.

Little by little, she relaxes, allowing me to draw a breath.

I push forward a tiny bit.

She moans and tilts her hips back.

Ah, God. She wants more.

I push forward again, giving her another half an inch. And then another. Until I'm buried nine deep in her ass, my balls tapping against Liam's. Until she's stuffed so full of us, she'll never forget what it's like to belong to us ever again.

"Told you she could take us," Liam pants. "Fucking Christ. I need to move."

"Then move," I growl. "Help me make her come."

"Yes," Lola sobs, squirming between us. "Move."

Liam rocks forward as I slide backward. We lift her up his cock and then down mine, up mine and then down his. Over and over as she sobs and writhes and babbles nonsense, unraveling between us…unraveling for us. We unravel with her, incapable of doing anything else when she's so hot for it. When Liam's grunts ring in my ears, and his hands glide across my body. I touch him too, needing the connection between us as much as I need the one between me and Lola.

"She's going to come," he growls.

"I know." I pump my hips, fucking her ass slow and deep as her muscles clench and contract, letting me know she's right there on the edge. "She's squeezing the fuck out of my cock right now." I twist my hand up in her hair, craning her head back gently. "Be a good girl and come hard, lamb. It'll make planting our kid in you tonight a lot easier."

"Oh!" she cries.

"Yeah, that's right, baby," Liam growls. "We're claiming that womb. You'll be carrying our kid by morning."

Lola sobs wordlessly, her muscles clamping down as his promise sends her catapulting over the edge. She takes both of us with her. Liam roars as her orgasm rips his own from him. As soon as I feel the two of them coming, I plant myself deep and groan, spilling my fucking soul into her. I come so hard it hurts…and doesn't hurt enough.

It's the best moment of my life.

No, it's the first best moment of my life, with a thousand more to come.

Chapter Six

Lola

"Youkeeplookingatme like that, I'll be feeding you my cock for dinner instead of your noodles," Liam growls, reaching down to adjust himself as he leans back against the wall across from me and Braxton. His erection tents his boxers like it has since he pulled them back on after they made love to me in the shower and then carried me downstairs to feed me.

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