It Takes Three to Fly (48 page)

“Fuck that, Sir,” Katie-Anne snapped. “You are not going to make me wait. You are not going to treat me like a piece of stupid-ass China. You are going to fuck me.
Sir.
”

Another sound of a hand connecting with an ass filled the room. But Shane didn’t stop at one. He delivered ten blows. With each strike, Katie-Anne’s cunt constricted, choking Landon’s dick as it throbbed inside her. He was barely holding on and so was Katie-Anne. If they didn’t do something, poor Shane would be too late. And they would all regret that, for more reasons than one.

Hoping to distract himself, Landon stared up into the face of his wife and whispered, “You have no idea how much you mean to us. How much we love you. You are the best and most beautiful part of our world. We can do anything and get through anything as long as we have each other.”

Katie-Anne stared right back at him but didn’t speak. She seemed too choked up by the moment. With her big eyes blinking rapidly and her short, choppy breaths, he had a feeling that she was trying to dam up her tears because there was no time for tears right now.
New strategy.

“You’re perfect for us, kitten,” Landon whispered. “And, God, you are sexy. Every time I see you, I forget about everything else. All I can think about is what it feels like to work my cock into your hot little pussy. I think about how your ass feels when I’m fucking it, how it fights to keep me out, and how I force you it to accept me anyway. I think about the taste of your delicious pussy and the feel of your delectable nipples.”

Katie-Anne moaned. “Shut up. Please shut up.”

As soon as she said those words, Katie-Anne’s pussy became smaller, much smaller, and he knew that she wasn’t telling him that she didn’t like it. She was adjusting to the fullness she had to be feeling because he was feeling it, too. Her face tightened as she seemed to be thinking.
She always does this. She’s trying to concentrate too hard.

Landon released his hold on her hips. Framing her face in his hands, he tenderly pulled her close enough to brush her lips. He started out with a gentle kiss then a second, but she turned up the heat when she pushed her way into his mouth on their third kiss. Their tongues twisted and tangled, diverting both of their attentions from the tightness in her cunt.

Finally, Shane groaned. “I’m in.”

Katie-Anne hummed into Landon’s kiss, and he held on to her tight, unwilling to release her mouth from his. He glanced at Shane from the corner of his eye. When his partner smiled at him, they attacked her.

Landon impaled as Shane receded. Shane advanced as Landon withdrew. They moved together, mastering their movements quickly. Then they went wild, allowing their bodies the freedom to fuck her the way they all wanted them to—like fierce, merciless savages.

They hammered into both of her holes, pushing past her boundaries and theirs. With each invasion, Landon’s cock throbbed, his shaft swelled, and his balls ached until he wasn’t sure how he would survive the ecstasy.

Landon tried to keep kissing Katie-Anne, and he tried to keep hugging her. But his bad girl didn’t want that. She bit his lip with a shocking brutality, yanking her mouth away when he gasped in heavenly pain. She cried out, “Yes,” but her cries quickly turned into chants—“Yes, yes, yes…”—as her orgasm claimed her.

Landon shot a look over Katie-Anne’s shoulder, his eyes locking with Shane’s. “Ready?” Shane murmured in a guttural tone that went far deeper than he’d ever heard his partner go before.

Oh, God, yes!
Landon nodded. “Ready.”

The two men turned their attention back to their woman. Whispering words of love, they drove her over the edge one more time with their untamed thrusts and their diabolical mouths biting erotically into her skin, a hundred times over. They left visible teeth marks all along her shoulder and neck.

As she wound up for another orgasm, her cunt drew up around Landon’s cock until he could barely fit his shaft into her. “Got to come. Sir,” he panted. “So fucking tight. Can’t fit much more.”

Shane gritted his teeth, letting Landon know that he was barely holding his cum back. “Come,” he growled.

The two men pistoned into Katie-Anne—once, twice, and a third time—before both of them let go and came together. Landon convulsed as he shattered, his cum erupting and streaming into the hottest pussy he’d ever fucked. He gave a gravelly groan that should have rocked the rafters, but Shane drowned it out with a bellow that ricocheted around the room.

An unexpected scream came from Katie-Anne as she orgasmed a third time, her pussy spasming around Landon. His cock instantaneously responded, and he was rebounded before he could help himself. Shane seemed to be having the same reaction in her ass.

Between them, her cunt and ass grew cramped, and Landon had difficulty not fucking her. The feel of her packed full of cock drove his arousal, making him crazed.

Breathing deeply, he pulled in lungfuls of air as he fought to hold himself back. He maintained the thin leash on his lust—but not by much.

“Fuck me,” Katie-Anne screamed. “One more time. Please.”

“Shit,” Shane growled but he nodded to Landon. They took off again, this time going for slow and sweet, not hard and fast. Their plunges were leisurely, their rhythm was smooth.

They went on and on and on until she cried, “Oh God,” and her sweat-coated body shuddered between theirs. The men didn’t last a second before they followed right behind her into carnal delirium amidst moans and groans of their own.

Collapsing, the three of them rolled to the side and cuddled their sticky, panting bodies as close as humanly possible. They touched from head to toe in one way or another. Hands, feet, legs, and arms were everywhere. But they didn’t care, and they didn’t complain. They were together, and that was all that mattered to them because love doesn’t run. It flies.

THE END

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