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“Yes, fuck, Gabriel, please,” Lars pants, breathless.

Gabriel slides his free hand around his neck, pulling him into a messy, reckless kiss. Then he dips down, leaving a trail of wet kisses along his sternum, down his abs, all the way to just above his cock. His knees hit the floor as he grips the base.

Looking up at Lars, he speaks to me, “Eyes on us, Neomi. Watch our good boy as I break him.”

I’m gone, overwhelmed at the sight of Gabriel on his knees. I want to come so badly, the pressure building to an uncomfortableneed. My fingers return to my clit as Gabriel opens and takes Lars deep.

“Do it, Lars, fuck his mouth.” I pant.

The words escape me before I can stop them, my approaching orgasm making my tongue loose. But I want to see Lars come, I want to watch the power exchange. Gabriel does nothing but smile around Lars’ cock, then reaching for his own dick to fuck his hand.

“Don’t touch yourself, Gabriel. I want your dick desperate for us,” Lars says, voice raspy and teasing.

Gabriel pulls back, a sly grin on his face. He flattens his tongue along Lars’ length from the base to the crown, flicking his tongue on his slit.

“Look at you, Lars, giving commands. What other plans do you have for me?”

Lars slides his fingers into Gabriel’s hair and grips hard, angling his head to look up at him.

“I’m going to fuck you, Gabriel.”

My soul just left my body.

“Mmmmm, yes. I want you to fuck me with this thick cock, fill me with your cum.”

With his hand still gripping Gabriel’s hair, Lars guides him back onto his length. Gabriel moves up and down his length, cheeks hollowing, and it’s beyond erotic. My clit is swollen, my fingers moving faster, and when Gabriel’s tongue curls around the tip, licking his slit, causing my body shakes, overtaken by my orgasm. My toes curl as my core pulses, every nerve in my body overtaken.

“Fuck!” I scream out.

“Look at how needy our girl is, Lars.” Gabriel croons. “Making such a mess, all at the sight of your cock in my mouth.”

Lars turns to look at me, and all I see in his eyes is a heady combination of want and need. His hips move faster as I raise my fingers to my mouth, my eyes locked with his, and I suck. Lars grips Gabriel’s head with both hands now, his hips piston faster,Gabriel taking his entire length. His lips part and his movements become more erratic until I see his brows lift, his mouth agape and his body seize.

Gabriel gags on the first thrust of Lars’ orgasm, but then I watch as his throat works to swallow everything Lars gives him. Lars’ chest heaves and his eyes are a stormy blue, dark with lust.

Lars releases Gabriel, and he slides off, lips pink and cheeks flushed. We’re all a sweaty, obscene mess, but I want more. Lars’ eyes move between Gabriel and me as if he’s not sure where to focus. Gabriel kisses the tip of his cock, then down to the base and continues up to his navel. Each kiss is soft, open-mouthed, and reverent.

When our breaths calm, Gabriel says, “Both of you on the bed.”

Neomiand I crawl onto the mattress as Gabriel stands at the end of the bed.

Once we’re side by side, I take Neomi’s face in my hands and kiss her. I want to feel connected to her at this moment. I need to feel her skin on mine. She sighs into me, lips parting, her tongue sliding languidly against mine. It’s passionate, yet gentle. It’s like she knows what I need without words, like she’s part of me.

She pulls back, forehead to mine, praises are whispered, and I don’t know if it’s the post-orgasm high or the fact that she feels so good, but it makes my eyes burn.

Gabriel's knee hits the mattress. “How did I get so lucky to have two beautiful souls in my life?”

He kisses my ankle as his hand slides up Neomi’s calf. He sits back on his heels, watching us.

“Do we need to stop?” His voice is soft and filled with understanding.

“No, I don’t want to stop,” Neomi says as she looks into my eyes.

I place a kiss on her lips and sit up. Shifting to my knees, Imeet Gabriel. I lean my head into the crook of his neck, placing light kisses down to the top of his shoulder.

“Lie down, Gabriel,” I whisper.

He smiles and moves to his back beside Neomi.