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Cash blew out a breath of his own then. “The two of you are going to kill me.”

“No, we decided not to,” Sola shot back, proving she had far more brain cells engaged in that moment than Aarav did.

“Then you’d better focus and come on your man,” Cash told her. “I’m not going to fuck him until you do. Because although I’m usually pretty good at holding back, I don’t think I’m going to be able to once I’m buried in him, driving you both into this bed.”

Sola moaned at the thought.

“Come on, Aarav,” Cash goaded him. “Fuck her so well she can’t hold out on us. Get her off so we can quit screwing around and get down to business.”

Aarav gritted his teeth, determined on doing what Cash demanded. He levered onto his arms and focused on the angle of his plunges within Sola so that the tip of his dick connected with her most sensitive places. He made sure to use every inch of what he had, allowing the ridge around the head of his cock to tug against the ring of muscles at her entrance before pumping into her balls-deep once more.

And when her breathing hitched and a sheen of perspiration began to develop on her chest, he dipped his head and bit the crook of her neck not so gently.

She gasped and shuddered beneath him. “Not fair.”

“You can do it to me later.” Aarav had to close his eyes for a moment to keep his resolution to hold out while he helped her let go. The thought of unleashing her wild side could wreck his poise and make him shoot on command.

That was not what they were going for.

Cash took pity on him and snaked his free hand around Aarav’s hip so he could strum Sola’s clit in time to Aarav’s motions and the coordinated insertion of his own fingers deep into Aarav’s ass.

“She’s getting close,” Cash practically purred. “When she loses it, you’re going to make sure to stuff her full of your cock and stay in, but don’t fucking come.”

His dirty talk triggered Sola. She threw her head back, leaving her neck wide open for Aarav to kiss and suck on. The faint purple marks he left behind spurred him to claim her, to fuse them more completely than ever before. On a level far beyond only the physical.

He tipped her chin down and stared straight into her eyes as he hammered into her furiously for a few strokes before resuming his careful attack on her g-spot when the quick, intense motions proved too much for them both. With the added stimulation of Cash’s fingers, Aarav was walking a fine line between restraint and indulgence.

Sola shattered. She trapped Cash’s hand between her and Aarav as she arched upward.

“Go deep and stay still,” Cash told Aarav.

When Aarav feared he’d gone too far, risked too much, and couldn’t resist the tugging of Sola’s pussy around his cock, Cash made his move.

He shifted quickly, withdrawing his hands from both Sola and Aarav, then set his cock at the entrance to Aarav’s body and tucked inside.

Aarav yelped. Not in pain, since Cash slipped along his lubricated and stretched passage, but in surprise. The intense sensation, with—yes—a hint of discomfort, pulled him back from the brink of climax.

He was filled with wonder and joy and a sense of fulfillment he’d never experienced before.

This was where he was meant to be, a conduit between his lovers, being thrilled by them both, and giving them something equally pleasurable in return.

Sola hummed and stretched beneath him as the most powerful waves of her orgasm subsided only for Cash to set them off again by rocking them both when he began to move within Aarav.

Aarav’s strangled groan made Sola laugh, her pure delight ringing around them.

All the depictions of sex Aarav had ever seen in the movies hadn’t prepared him for how damn much fun it was to share this experience with these people and enjoy it on so many different levels.

The fullness of Cash heavy in his ass, which only got better each time the guy stroked Aarav’s prostate. The pressure of Sola’s pussy smothering his cock. The bliss smoothing out the stress lines in her face and Cash’s heavy breath on his shoulder promising they’d done a damn fine job of distracting him from the shit show his life had turned into recently.

Aarav turned back, awed by the graceful yet commanding invasion Cash led as he pistoned in and out of Aarav’s body, the motion turning Aarav into an extension of him to keep making love to Sola as well. Cash smiled, then captured Aarav’s lips in a potent kiss that had Aarav clamping down on Cash and reaching deeper into Sola’s pussy than ever before.

When he thought for sure he was going to crack and spill into Sola, ending their playtime, Cash broke free, but only to lean forward a bit more and make out with Sola too. The shift of his weight drove him deeper into Aarav, who saw stars.

Not only because his entire body vibrated with escalating ecstasy, but also because he could feel the connection between them growing stronger by the second. If he closed his eyes, he swore he could see energy flowing between them. But maybe that was just Cash and Sola fucking his brains out.

Cash clasped Aarav’s hips, his thumbs pressed right above Aarav’s crack. He sank to the root, then locked there, embedded fully in Aarav’s ass. Then he looped one arm around Aarav’s chest, holding him tightly so Aarav could feel the pounding of Cash’s heart against his back before using Aarav to slam into Sola.

Aarav would never have treated her so roughly. Would have been afraid to unshackle the primal parts of himself that Cash was taunting to come to the surface.


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