Page 37 of Gambler's Conceit
Havoc laughs and thrusts into me even harder. “Yeah? I want to see that sexy circus. It’s not just the ladies that get mostly naked, right?”
“No,” Vortex says, the first thing he’s said that isn’t outright hostile since Havoc arrived. “Fuck, Seven. Just like that.” He pushes me down harder, and for all that I swallow against it as he starts to fuck my throat, I still end up gagging around him. It makes him groan, but he lets me back up almost immediately.
The brief lack of air made me tighten my hole, and Havoc moans in response. He quickens his pace, which makes me think he’s on the edge already.
So much for being able to go all night.
I glance up at Vortex, and judging from his expression and the way his cock is twitching in my mouth, he’s close too.
I could probably hurry one or the other along. I just have to decide who I want to go on a date with.
Or I could try my best to make them both come at the same time, just to watch them bicker about who came faster by a hair.
Deciding on that, I clench my hole around Havoc even as I suck Vortex back into my throat, spitroasting myself between the two of them as I work to get them both off. Caleb is still stroking my back, which feels so strange considering what’s going on just beneath his hand.
“Fuck!” Havoc growls, gripping me even harder. He starts jerking my cock off with real purpose, and suddenly I’m on the verge of coming too.
It’s uncomfortable and strange and fucking hot, too, even though I don’t normally like being at the center of scenes likethis. How can I not like this, though? They both feel so good, and I feelpowerfulin a way I rarely do. I get to decide when they come. Not them.
Not even Caleb.
Me.
I suck harder, and Vortex lets out a strangled sound right before he comes. I swallow and take in all of him while clenching my ass. Havoc cries out and slams into me even harder, his hips jerking several times as he furiously works my cock with his hand.
I come, crying out around Vortex’s cock as he starts to pull out. I chase him with my mouth, sucking hard and refusing to let him past my lips until I’ve drained every drop of his cum.
Then I collapse onto the bed, breathing hard as both Vortex and Havoc pull out.
Caleb is still stroking my back, something I’m keenly aware of.
“Nicely done. But who won?” Caleb asks, drawing me into his lap. I groan, my ass sore, but I let him even though I don’t know that I’ll be able to give him a good time anymore.
“I won,” Havoc says, rolling onto his back. “Clearly.”
“They came at the same time,” I mumble, resting my head against his chest. “Or pretty much. I couldn’t tell with the condom.”
Vortex pulls his pants back up, zipping them and buttoning them, then climbs off the bed. “So what now?” he asks Caleb.
“Now, I fuck Seven, just as I promised.” Caleb rolls a condom onto himself, then encourages me to lift my hips. I have to brace myself on him with how unsteady my limbs are, and as soon as he’s lined up, I sink down again.
Fuck, he’s not bigger than Havoc, but with how sore I am, I can really feel him. The position means he gets really deep into me too.
I’m so oversensitive, I don’t know if I can handle fucking myself on him.
“Caleb…” I murmur, my face pressed against his shoulder. “It’s too much.”
“It isn’t,” Caleb reassures me. “You’re doing well for me, pet. I love how languid you are.”
That’s a good thing, because while my recovery time is fast, it isn’tthisfast. “Can’t promise a great fuck,” I warn him, nipping at his shoulder through the expensive fabric of his shirt.
Vortex and Havoc are watching, but I’m too overstimulated to really care about the audience.
“It’s a great fuck,” Caleb reassures me, rolling his hips and forcing my ass up just enough before pushing me right back down. I’m essentially a toy in his lap, nothing but a fucksleeve?—
But he nips at my ear, and murmurs, “Good pet,” and my body flushes even hotter.
I like the sound of it coming from his lips. I like being told that I’m doing well, even though I’m really doing nothing at all. He’s just using me, and it feels so good that I think I could get hard again if he keeps doing it.