Page 2 of O Holy Spite
This fucking girl…
“A-Angel… don’t… don’t tease me…” he pants as his cock twitches. “You can’t…”
I hold up a finger, my eyes dancing merrily. “Point of fact, we all agreed she can, whenever she wants.”
Our bunny lifts her head, giving me a wicked smile. “I think that’s better suited for a planned evening, not an afternoon delight in the living room? I mean, it’s like… forever, right?”
Chess sucks in a breath as he looks at me, then smiles softly. “It is, Angel. You can choose anytime you like with any of us, but I do like the sound of it being special.”
Such a romantic, this boy. He brings out the softie in all of us.
“Then not right now,” I concur. “However, I think we should take care of this monster, don’t you, Baby Girl?”
“Hell yes,” she growls. “I’m hungry, Fitzy. You should spin him on your lap and fuck him. I want to taste him.”
“Holy shit,” Chessie grinds out. “Yes. Please. Let’s do that.”
Turning my cheetah so he’s facing away from me, I trail my teeth along my mating mark. He shivers, tilting his head more for attention. I whisper into his ear, “Open your eyes, baby. You’re missing our girl bouncing to the toy box to get lube. And adding one in every room was your idea.”
“Damn.”
Dolly scampers back over, handing me the bottle before climbing into the sunken couch area with a wicked smile. She crawls over again, kneeling in front of Chess with a knowing look in her eyes. “I’m choosing this position, so it’s powerful.”
I squint at her as I pour the lube in my hand, warming it before I stretch my mate. “That’s it. No more chatting with Zhenga in the weight room.”
Our girl snorts, tossing her rainbow hair over her shoulders as she bends to lick the tip of Chessie’s pierced dick then fucking winks at us both. “No one tells the Queen who she hangs out with, boys.”
Chess opens his mouth, but it slams shut when Dolly takes him in one quick bob. My hand slips between us, brushing my stiff dick as I work the lube into him. The vibration of his purr makes my entire body sing; it’s like a fucking buzz all over my skin that makes my tiger beg to be unleashed. Looking down at his body, I catch our bunny’s eyes as she sucks him down.
Poseidon’s sandy ass crack, she’s going to make both of us explode if she keeps doing that.
Scissoring my fingers inside of him, I shift to rub against his ass. The sounds of Dolly deep throating Chess paired with his whimpers is making me crazy. I know my eyes are golden, and when I catch hers, they’re fading to the red. The absolute submission my mate offers triggers the primal in a way that I can’t describe; I can tell she feels it, too. My voice is a low rumble when I speak, “Let go, Baby Girl. I need to be inside him and then you can go to town.”
Her lips make a pop as she lifts her head, a minxy smile and big eyes meeting mine. “Do it, Fitzy. Spear him and make him yowl. I love watching you fuck Chessie.”
“Motherfucker,” Chess mutters as I lift his legs to spread them over mine and line up. “The two of you are going to be the death of me.”
“Oh, but what a delicious death it will be, baby.” Holding him open for me, I thrust my dick into his tight ass hard. I bottom out as he relaxes and sinks into me, ripping a snarl from my throat. “That’s it, love. Take all of me.”
Dolly whimpers this time, her eyes glued to the spot we’re joined as she rubs her legs together. “Every damn time. It’s so fucking hot every damn time.”
My hands squeeze Chess’ thighs from underneath, lifting him a little and letting him slide down again. “No shit, Baby Girl. Are you ready to take him to Valhalla?”
She nods, bending her head, but before she can wrap her pouty lips around him a throat clears behind me. My eyes close, gritting against the feel of my dick being squeezed, then open again as I look at her wide ones.
“Princess, you smell… needy. Are they leaving you unattended?”
“Felix, you asshole, we’re in the middle of something. Either tag in or get the fuck out,” I growl as my cock throbs. “No games. This is fourth and goal, fucker.”
His chuckle is deep, but within seconds, he’s leapt over the couch to prowl behind our girl. “Would you like me to help you, Princess? All you have to do is say ‘please;’ you know good girls get what they ask for.”
Dolly whips her head around, her voice breathy as she says, “Please, sir. Fuck me while I suck Chessie off. I’m soaked.”
Anyone could smell that, but I love how she plays my brother like a fiddle.
She jolts forward as he grabs her thighs and I groan in relief. “Thank fuck. I wasn’t gonna last much longer.”
“Suck him, Princess. Do it now.”