For the briefest of seconds, I saw panic flit across her eyes, darkening them to a deep gray.

“Shh, sweet thing.” Ryker crawled across the bed, straddling her. His naked ass up in the air, his cock, tickling against her exposed mound as he cradled her face and bathed her in kisses.

“It’s going to feel so good. Taking us both. It will stretch you till you think you can’t take anymore and then, you’ll soar. So high, my sweet. And I can’t wait to toss you up there and catch you when you come back down.”

As he spoke the words into her ear, and pressed gentle kisses across her eyelids, her nose, and eventually making love to her mouth, he worked his cock into her in shallow, light strokes. Each time he retreated, she sighed a quiet murmur against his mouth.

Ryker rolled them, his arms protectively wrapped around our pet. His purple, throbbing cock fucked into Miele’s used pussy, pumping Armel’s cum further into her with each deep thrust from his hips. The scene was pornographic. Hedonistic in every definition of the word. My cock ached and twitched, as if sensing what was to come.

It was a very rare occasion that we shared a hole. Armel hated it. Didn’t like the feel of another dick against his, and categorically avoided it. I didn’t know if Ryker simply tolerated it, or if he too looked forward to instituting the taboo thrill of feeling our cocks rub against each other.

We’d never really discussed the implications of such an act, but I lived for the times when we did it.

“Are you ready, Pet?”

I traced my hand down her back and over her haunches, taking my sweet time to finally arrive at the place that she and Ryker joined. His cock, hot and throbbing, balls drawn up ready to blow, was so wide in circumference he captured most of her real estate. With her slick coating my fingers, I manipulated my cock, covering my length in her.

By comparison my cock was thin and long to Ryker’s stout, fat cock. So where he excelled in stimulating the nerves in circumference, I could extend past him and tickle her g-spot. We really were the perfect pair.

“Alpha.” She gasped, a slight tremor skittering up her spine.

“Color?” I asked, holding still, the head of my cock just barely breaching the hole that Ryker already occupied.

“I…yellow. Just, give me a second.”

“You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.” Armel grit out from where he sat just above them. Sure he ran her all over the estate, tackling her like a NCAA Heisman trophy winner, but god forbid we put two cocks in her.

“She’s a good pet.” Her cascade of golden copper hair fell down in matted trusses down her back. Once we were finished, we’d bathe her and comb out the tangles. Cherish her. Show her how effortless it was to care for her. “Give her a moment, Armel. It’s been an evening for the record books already. I know she can take it. She wants us both in there. I can see her pussy tremor around Ryker, sucking him deeper as if begging for his seed.”

Ryker’s hands tickled up and down her haunches in seductive circles all the way to the crack of her ass and back.

“Yes, sweet one. Do you feel that?” His hips circled in a subtle dance. “You’re so wet for me. Wet at the thought of having both of us. Look how tight these nipples are. They taste so good. Feel so good pressing against my tongue. I can’t get enough.”

I watched her back expand and a breath stutter in before huffing out on a sigh of pleasure. With Ryker distracting her with his tongue worshipping, I pressed against her, wrapping my arm around her hips. My cock throbbed with desperate need to press into the warm hole just inches from my tip. Instead, my fingers tickled her pussy, rubbing her hard little nub.

Ryker caught my eye over Miele’s shoulder, lip in between his teeth, bliss slackening his jaw and making his eyes shutter with each exhaled breath.

“There you go, sweet one. You like that cock don’t you.”

Miele mewled and gasped as the two of us escorted her hand and hand up that summit.

“Now, Obi.” He grunted, pulling his cock out so the tip barely rested just inside her welcoming warmth.

The two of us pressed back in together. Being cradled between the soft sponge of Ryker’s cock and the liquid vise of Miele’s channel had my body on sensory overload. The moans coming from Miele were low and long. They sounded almost inhuman. The song of decadence that walked the tightrope with debauchery. We were vile. Impure. Snakes twisting in a lecherous pit of indulgence that tore away all of the things that made us human. No longer were we thought, logic, empathy. We were three animals, fucking against one another. Satisfying the most basic and primal instincts.

“Are you ready for me my sweet thing?” Ryker held Miele’s hips, short, spastic pumps pressing against the sensitive underside of my cock as he worked himself the final few moments before orgasm.

The sensations overwhelmed me and yet I needed more. To feel everything between the four of us. It was never this way with any other woman we shared. Yet with Miele, I wanted us to join as four not just three. And I wanted that in the most pornographic way.

“Here we come, Miele.” Ryker yanked Miele against his groin one last time and exploded. Bathing both of us in his hot cum. His orgasm triggered Miele who finally let go and took me over with her.

Our tornado of bliss felt as if it went on forever. The three of us groaned and thrashed, both Ryker and I pumping our little play partner with a stream of cum that we could feel it collecting between our slowly retreating cocks.

“I can’t wait for Miele to see what you bought her.” Armel yanked us from our post orgasmic haze. “I’m hard just thinking about it.”

“What does Miele need to see?” She raised her head from where it rested on my shoulder, lids heavy with sleep.

“Ignore him,” Ryker grumbled from the other side of Miele’s body. “He’s like that obnoxious kid on Christmas morning who insists everyone be up at five to open presents and then gets bored when he doesn’t have any more to open. Maybe instead he should make himself useful and get some water for Miele while we wait for her to float back to earth.”