“I-I can’t take it,” I ground out, arching into Adam’s brutal thrusts, each one sparking hot shards of pleasure up my spine. “I’m going to come. I have to.Cazzo,Adamo, per favore.”
“There it is, the Italian,” he stated triumphantly. “Okay, boy, you can come for us. Linnea, if you spill a drop, we’ll have to punish you. Drink it all down.”
“Fuck,” I roared into Linnea’s inner thigh as Adam swiveled his hips, rubbing the crown of his thick head against my prostate until my mind burst into light and my cock exploded down Linnea’s tight throat.
She hummed as she swallowed everything I had to give her, emptying my balls into that tight, vibrating squeeze.
The orgasm wouldn’t end, every one of my muscles clenching and releasing so hard I couldn’t think or breathe or do anything but come and come. It was almost horrifying, an existential dread that I would lose myself to the pleasure, every atom combusting into dust. But this was the way I would have chosento die—one last play with these two, filled with their taste and scent and touch.
And then Adam was fucking me harder, ruthlessly pegging me so that my legs shook and my cock kept spitting dribbles of cum when I thought I had no more to give, and it seemed truly as if this was how it would end. Tears pushed against my closed lids and leaked down my cheeks, and I wasn’t sure if it was from the blinding heat or the heartbreak that already cracked my soul in two.
“I’m going to fill this gorgeous, tight arse full of cum,” he growled. “And when it starts to leak out of you, Linnea is going to fuck it back inside with her fingers. Maybe she’ll even want to eat me out of this swollen hole.”
Linnea panted through her own orgasm as she licked a weak spurt of cum dribbling down the side of my shaft and rode my tongue, spilling sweet cum into my mouth that I swallowed down like ambrosia.
I could have luxuriated in the peaceful, thoughtless high for the rest of my life, tangled with the two bodies that become, in two short months, my new gravity.
But Adam wasn’t done yet.
“Flip around and get on your knees,” I heard him tell Linnea from my floating subspace.
The exactingness of his tone, that ironclad authority, sent a fission of new tension down my spine. I cracked open my eyes to see Linnea straddling my face, hovering over my face as she raised her ass to show Adam her swollen, drenched cunt. I watched as he pushed three fingers into that snug heat almost brutally, wedging them inside her and curling them into her front wall in a way that made her keen like an animal.
“Do you see how greedy she is, Sebastian?” Adam asked me as his fingers squelched in that juicy pussy, the sound lewd and mouth-watering. “She came twice on your tongue, but it’snot enough, is it, Linnea? You need something big and hard stretching out his eager little cunt.”
“Yes,” she said, shivering and bucking her hips back against him.
My mouth hung open as I panted, relishing the front-row show of Adam ruthlessly fingering her. He slipped another finger into her entrance, twisted them deeper, and rubbed a thumb over her cum-slick asshole.
Linnea’s head dropped between her shoulders, and she cried out, the sound almost pained but utterly desperate.
My cock twitched and started, slowly, to fill.
“Do you need to be filled up, sweet thing?” Adam crooned. “Tell me.”
“Yes,” Linnea moaned as I turned my head to lick some of the cum up her thigh where it had leaked nearly down to her knees. “I want to be so full of cock I can’t breathe.”
A shivery sharp inhale and then a long, bone-rattling moan. I could see that Adam’s thumb was inside her hole, lubed only by the copious amounts of her cum turning the place between her thighs wet as an oil slick, his fingers filling her up in both places.
Adam looked down at me, caught the way I had to lick away the drool that pooled to the side of my mouth, and his grin was a terrifying and beautiful expression. To see him in full Dominant mode, to watch the way his calculated eyes took every inch of us in and computed how best to turn us inside out was a thing of absolute wonder.
“Do you want inside her, Seb? I think you deserve it by being such a good plaything for us just now.”
I had to be careful because he could be mean in this mood. Make me tell him that I wanted nothing more to slide my hardening dick inside Linnea’s sweet holes only to have him fuck her in front of me and forbid me from touching myself.
“Only if you think I deserve it,” I told him. “Sir.”
Arousal rolled over him, blowing his eyes to black, his breath hitching in his lungs as he continued to play Linnea with his fingers like a maestro. He ignored her cries and juddering hips as if it wasn’t about her pleasure, and I could tell she loved it because her knees were shaking on either side of my head.
“Come, help me take her apart,” he said.
My hands were about her hips, yanking her back down onto my tongue before the last work was even spoken, licking around the stretch of Adam’s fingers inside her. When he drew them away from her pussy to focus on her ass, I didn’t need his instruction to fold my own fingers inside her, one, then two, then three, then four until she gasped and came suddenly on a cry like her own pleasure scared her.
Above me, Adam worked open her ass.
“Hush now,” he told her, petting her hip as if soothing a horse as she cried out mindlessly through his climax. “Sebastian and I are going to fill you up. I know you’re desperate for it but hold still while we fuck you open with our fingers first. We’re both big for these little holes, and it’s going to be hard for you to take us to the root, but you will just to please us, won’t you?”
“Yes, Sir,” she panted, humping shamelessly back against. “Please, please, please.”
