Page 118 of Power's Fall

Best words ever.

Vadisk guided his cock to her opening, pressing until just the head was inside. She was drenched from the three orgasms they’d given her, so he slid in easily, just as he’d planned.

“God,” she said, when he continued to drive in, not stopping until he was fully buried inside. “So big.”

Unable to resist, Vadisk thrusted in and out, her inner walls clenching so tightly around him, he saw stars. He had to force himself to stop moving, but fuck if it wasn’t hard. His cock was all in for a hard and fast ride, but that wasn’t his plan. Not this time.

“Straddle Dahlia’s shoulders with your knees, Montana,” Vadisk instructed. “And bend over. Our wife is going to suck your cock, while I fuck her.”

Montana’s brows lifted in appreciation, and he quickly assumed the position.

Looking down, Vadisk caught sight of Dahlia cupping Montana’s balls. His husband moaned with pleasure, then guided his dick to her mouth. Dahlia’s hand disappeared. Vadisk assumed she was now using it to stroke the base of Montana’s cock. Where Vadisk was wide, Montana was long…very long.

While Vadisk preferred being the top, he couldn’t deny he was looking forward to the day his husband claimed his ass with that long dick. His own dick got thicker as he imagined it, something Dahlia must have felt because she shifted her hips upward and gasped.

Once more, Vadisk couldn’t resist stealing a few more thrusts before he pulled out completely. Her hands appeared around Montana’s hips, seeking him, clearly intent on drawing Vadisk back inside.

“Not yet,Sonechko.”

He drew his fingers along her wet slit, wiggling his thumb against her clit before driving three fingers inside her. Dahlia gasped, prompting Montana to look over his shoulder, curious about what Vadisk had done.

Before Montana could turn away, Vadisk pulled his fingers out, wiggling them for his husband to see. A flush covered Montana’s cheeks.

“Please,” he breathed.

Vadisk pushed his cock back into Dahlia, slowly thrusting. No more stopping. He physically couldn’t.With his wet fingers, he prodded at Montana’s ass, which was displayed so perfectly right in front of him. He pressed one in to the hilt, aware Montana wouldn’t be able to move as fully as he wanted, not with his dick in Dahlia’s mouth.

When Vadisk pushed a second finger in, Montana growled.

“I’m fucking Montana with my fingers,” Vadisk said to Dahlia, aware she couldn’t see what he was doing to make their husband tremble with the need to come.

“Next time we do this, we’re setting up mirrors. So all of us can see everything,” Dahlia said.

“Fuck.” Montana’s curse was low, guttural, a sign that he wasn’t going to last much longer.

Time to fuck his spouses, his lovers, his forever.

Vadisk let the reins slip free and he began to pound deeper and harder into Dahlia. She lifted her legs, wrapping them around his waist, tilting her hips, greedy for even more.

As he fucked her, he drove a third finger into Montana’s tight ass, enjoying the way his husband shook.

“God. Dammit,” Montana said through gritted teeth. “Between your fingers and Dahlia’s mouth… I can’t… I’m…”

Montana exploded around them, his climax striking fast. His body tensed for a moment before his muscles slackened, his strength deserting him.

Dahlia came next, her back arching off the mattress like she’d received one of those shocks from an AED. She cried out, her sounds no longer muffled by Montana’s cock.

Her pussy pushed Vadisk over the edge, quivering around him until he had no choice but to dive. The world went black as her body sucked in every drop of his come.

The image of him putting a baby inside her flashed behind his closed eyes. He knew it wasn’t possible, but that didn’t stop the desire to see her stomach grow and swell with their child.

He’d never imagined himself as a father. Now he couldn’t imagine himselfnotbeing one.

Montana was the first to shift, dropping heavily to Dahlia’s right side. Vadisk pushed himself off her, sitting briefly on the edge of the bed, willing his strength to return. Once it did, he walked to the bathroom to clean up.

When he stepped back into the bedroom, he grinned, aware his husband and wife had both fallen sound asleep.

He stood at the foot of the bed for several minutes, simply watching, drinking in their beauty and the pure joy of knowing they were his.