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I bite my lip, wishing I could suck on her perfect tits. A loud groan escapes me as she sinks down my length, and my hands land on her hips. I don’t even get to focus on how weird it is to have Laz’s cum dripping out around my shaft.

Vivie bounces on her knees, grinding over my cock like she’s chasing her own pleasure. It’s sexy as fuck watching her head fall back as she moans.

Laz climbs over my thighs and smirks at me over her shoulder. He pushes her down until her tits squish against my chest.

He shoves what feels like two fingers inside her next to my shaft, and my eyes bug.

“Fucking hell, Laz, give a man a little warning.” I look at him, but tenderly palm the back of Vivie’s head.

“She did the warning,” he says, laughing. “She told you she wants both of us in her tight little cunt.”

She nods and sucks on the skin just below where my stubble ends. I love the way she melts into me when she gets deep into the wave of quickening.

She wraps her hand around the opposite side of where she’s licking and teasing with that naughty little tongue of hers, and it feels like she wants to be as close to me as possible.

“Can’t get too deep, or his knot will be in the way.” Laz pulls her up, meaning she’s only taking the first few inches of my shaft.

Oh, and his fingers, which is weird as shit.

It finally feels like I can breathe when he yanks free of her pussy, but I get even more on edge as he lines up his tip next to my cock.

“Ready, precious?” he asks, sliding his hand down her spine.

She nods, sobbing out something I can’t understand.

I go rigid as he thrusts just an inch or two inside her.

Fucking hell, that cannot feel good for her…

Vivie proves me wrong by moaning loudly. The sound doesn’t indicate pain or discomfort.

The female body is a goddamn wonder.

Her skin is hot against mine, but it heats up even more as Laz stills, giving her a chance to get accommodated to the extreme girth.

“Move,” she chokes out.

Laz smirks. “Yes, ma’am.”

He tugs free until just his crown is inside her and thrusts deeper. Each stroke buries him farther inside her, and it’s weird as shit but also hot as fuck.

Vivie plants her hands on my shoulders and shoves herself up. Her hair hangs around my face, and she grins. “You could tease my clit if you’re not frozen in place.”

I use my fingers weaved into her hair to pull her head back. “Such a brat. A beautiful vixen, but a brat at heart.”

She preens. “You think I’m pretty?”

“You’re fucking gorgeous.” I work my hand between us and use the other to give her hair a solid tug. “The most beautiful of all beautiful pains in the ass.”

Leaning up, I do my best to get her tit into my mouth, but the height difference makes that impossible.

I settle for burying my face in the opposite side of her throat from where Laz bit. Although the scent of blood is barely noticeable, my shifter senses pick it up. Working her clit, I flick my tongue over her lithe throat.

Anything to focus on other than how tight and warm she is, but it reminds me how badly I ache to bite her.

“Fucking hell, Vivie,” Laz groans.

His shaft swells, and it makes her cunt even snugger—which I didn’t know was possible, but here we are.