“It feels fucking amazing, boss. You’re so tight, so fucking hot around my cock. Do you like it? Ride it just like you want—make me work for it. Yeah, fuck, you’re so gorgeous,” Sasha babbled, while Micah threw his head back again and moaned as he stroked himself, sliding the last few inches and taking Sasha to the hilt.
For a breathless moment, Micah simply sat there, adjusting to the fullness. He scratched his nails down Sasha’s chest, hard enough that Sasha yelped with pleasure.
“Oh,” Viv murmured, and shuddered hard beside them.
“Even getting our girl off. You are talented, Micah—you got sex magic,” Sasha breathed, and Micah’s smile was a quick flash over his handsome face before he set about riding Sasha in truth.
“Sasha, tell Micah how much you like this,” Viv said, propped up and watching, clearly taking a break. “Having your big cock used for someone else’s pleasure.”
“Damn, baby, but I love it when you get dirty,” Sasha praised. “And fuck, yeah, use me. Ride me hard, boss. Feels so good.”
Micah wasn’t chatty, but he was loud, making all kinds of sounds as he fell into a rhythm. He’d stopped stroking his cock, but it was still hard as he bounced on Sasha’s dick and scratched the fuck out of Sasha’s chest. When the magic flare came again, Sasha twisted the bedding in his fingers and had to close his eyes.
“Better… be careful, ’m close, it’s too fucking good—”
“No. You’ll wait,” Micah ordered, dominance as sharp as the sting of his nails, the burn of his magic. He stopped the magic, and before Sasha could whine and beg him to go back to using it, he yanked on Sasha’s hair. “And look at me. I want to see you.”
Sasha opened his eyes and almost came at the expression of intense pleasure and concentration on Micah’s face. “Lookin’ good up there, boss. Wanna smack me?”
“Yeah,” Micah breathed. “I do.”
Sasha helpfully turned his head to the side, and Micah slapped him, again and again, and then went back to scratching up his chest. He alternated between the two until Sasha was a goddamn mess, begging to come, heels digging into the bed as he fucked wildly up into Micah’s tight, hot ass. “Let me come, please, fuck, please. Wanna do it for you, wanna come for you—”
“Yeah, yeah, go on—” Micah was gasping, shivering, almost as far gone as Sasha by the time Sasha grabbed his hips, hard, and thrust up one last time to come inside him. Micah, the clever, wonderful bastard, somehow knew to lean down andbitethe second his release washed over him, and the pain sharpened the pleasure almost unbearably, making Sasha shout as his body released.
He was under so far that it took a moment to realize Micah had climbed off and was now kissing Viv. Sasha turned his head to watch, and his cock gave one last twitch and a final spurt of come at the sight. Micah was still hard, though, and Sasha felt like maybe he hadn’t done well enough. “Boss, hey, let me suck you,” he mumbled.
“No,” Viv said. “That cock riding looked like so much fun, I want to try it. Micah?”
“Oh.” Micah sat up, hair disheveled and sweaty, and nodded. “If you— Yeah.”
“Her cunt feels as good as it tastes,” Sasha offered, though he wasn’t sure that came through, since he was yawning when he said it. Hell, who could blame him? Had any sub in the history of the world been worked over as well as he’d been? After the foreplay of the last few days, this had been unbelievable.
“What about,” Micah started, then cleared his throat. “That is, are you… Should I— What about…”
“Oh, gods, he’s so precious,” Sasha laughed.
Viv gave him a smack on the flank while Micah lay down next to Sasha. “It’s fine. I figured out a contraception spell years ago, since I’ve never been interested in children and the herbs most people use often run out by the end of winter.”
Micah nodded, looking intrigued, like he wanted to ask what the spell was. But then Viv climbed on him and kissed him, easily taking his cock. That put a stop to any theoretical magic questions—understandably. Sasha knew how good it felt to be inside Viv.
Micah was gasping, his eyes wide as Viv began to move on top of him. She smiled at Sasha, who propped himself up on an elbow to watch. “Play with her tits, Micah, she likes that,” he suggested.
Instead of being annoyed at a submissive telling him what to do, Micah took the direction like a champ and reached up to cup Viv’s breasts, stroking them, rubbing his thumbs over her nipples. “You’re beautiful,” Micah said, his eyes fixed on her face.
“I know,” Viv said, and Sasha laughed, happy to watch them find their pleasure together. She leaned down and kissed Micah sweetly, then sat back to keep working herself on his cock. “So are you. Let me show you how to make me come.” She took Micah’s hand and guided it to her cunt.
Micah clearly liked learning new things, because it only took him a few tries to get the pressure and rhythm down. Viv eventually left him to it and leaned back, bracing herself on his knees with her body arched beautifully.
“Look at your cute tits bouncing. I love that. Isn’t it great, Micah?”
“Yeah,” Micah managed, strangled, like he was trying to wait for Viv to come before he did.
“She’s gonna come on your cock, and it feels fuckingamazing,boss,” Sasha said, because hey, Micah hadn’t told him to stoptalking, had he? “She goes all tight, and it gets even wetter, and—”
“Sasha,” Viv admonished.
“Sorry, sorry, it’s just kinda funny to watch you two being all dommy-doms and ‘Oooh, who’s gonna come first.’”
