The ridges of his abs must’ve been as magnetic to KC as they were to me because he traced his pointer finger through the valleys between them.
Ren’s hips shifted, and I bit back a moan.
That monster cock was alive in there, struggling to break free.
“Get his pants off.Don’ttouch his dick.”
Ren slapped the couch cushions at his sides but raised his ass to let KC strip him. I didn’t miss KC’s shuddery breath as Ren’s cock popped up to wobble near his abs. The steel barbells in the Jacob’s ladder on the underside glinted. KC and I both shared a look as a large dollop of precum rolled down Ren’s cockhead and dripped off.
“You know you want every drop fucked into you,” Ren whispered. His low taunt might as well have been a shout.
A creeping dread swallowed my brain, and I fumbled as I snagged a condom and the lube off the coffee table. Oh God, I did want that.Fuck youwas on the tip of my tongue.
“You’re in charge,” KC murmured into my ear, then sucked a revitalizing kiss onto my neck. I flinched because I’d been so focused on Ren I hadn’t noticed him moving close.
The bad feelings melted away and I grinned. “I know,” I said softly. “You’re right. I do want your dick,” I said to Ren while carefully unwrapping the condom. The fucker looked too smug as I slid the latex onto the head of his cock. Our gazes locked. I smoothed the condom down his hot, twitching shaft. The singular scent that wafted to my nose made my mouth water. Nothing on earth smelled like this combo of man musk and rubber except the minutes before getting dick.
“You know what, Ren? I need it so bad. I want you inside me. I love the way you pulverize my P-spot.” I blew him a kiss.
“You do.” He lifted a hand, and I sniffed as he inched it toward me, shaking my head.
He groaned and dropped his palm to the couch. “Come on.”
“I want to be stuffed.” I rested my hands on his solid shoulders, cock swaying in front of me. “Filled over and over until I come screaming on a dick.”
“I’m ready!” He thrust his hips and bared his teeth in a scary smile.
A familiarsnickfrom KC’s direction distracted me.
“Let me do it. You’re a needy little fuck, Kitten. Let me fill you up. I’ll do it right.” Ren’s knuckles went white as he gripped the couch cushions. “You’re a slut. In a minute, you’ll be begging for it.”
“Not from you, I won’t,” I snapped.
“You will.” He lifted the couch cushions until they slipped from his fingers. “I should shut you off and see how you like it. Put you out that door and send you home while I fuck KC.All you’ll hear are his screams of satisfaction through the locked door.”
Hurt cramped my gut. The situation was slipping between my fingers faster than sand.
“Fuck you.” I got into his face and deliberately slid my sweats back up, covering my cock. “Fucking seriously.”
“Aw. The kitten shows his fangs. You want it.”
“No,youwant it.” I jammed a finger against his ridiculously firm pec, then pinched his nipple.
He hissed.
I yelped as strong arms closed around my waist and I was lifted. “Damn it! Warn a guy!”
A whine in my ear made my dick flex. There was a damp spot in my boxers. I had been leaking for a while and the slight chill clued me in on the fact. Scalding need had me melting as KC dropped me on my belly on the coffee table. He dragged my pants down my ass, and when I glanced over my shoulder, I gasped. His clothes were gone—I must’ve been too distracted to notice him dump them—and I had the quickest glimpse of his thick, condom-wrapped cock, gleaming with an obscene amount of lube, before he breached my asshole.
One second, I was tense from my mental battle with Ren, the next, I was flowing down flat against the cool wooden table while my asshole burnedso fucking good. I struggled to let KC in.
He forced his way home, and I shouted wordlessly as he stuffed me.
“Fuck yes, this is better than a game!” Ren leaned forward, wringing his hands, eyes glued to me in a way I’d never seen him watch anything else. His cock was a steel rod between his legs. His arms strained, forearm muscles standing out.
“He’s trying not to touch himself,” I said, on the edge of a feverish sex dream.
“Yeah.” KC pulled back, and I gripped the table as his dick tugged on my rim. “I couldn’t take it.”