In to Her

I have to stop and close my eyes for a second

But again, AJ is there, hand gripping my hair, urging me on with a, “Keep going.”

I unbutton and unzip his pants, pulling them down his hips. Logan helps me now. Just one hand because the other one is entering me with his thick fingers.

AJ steps out of his pants and pulls me up to a standing position by my hair.

Logan rises with me, his fingers still inside my pussy. Still pumping in and out.

And there we are.

The warrior angel between two men.

Only the best part is—I don’t have to choose who lives and dies.

I get them both.

Chapter Nine – LOGAN

Maybe it’s the lighting. It could just be the lighting. But the three of us look like a trio of beautiful supernatural beings.

Yvette, with her long, blonde hair and perfect tits. Her pussy so wet from my fingers and her nipples erect and pointed.

AJ with his hard, muscled body. His broad shoulders and eight-inch cock poking Yvette in the stomach.

And me. Behind him, my cock flattened up against his ass like I’m about to enter him.

There is so much sex in this room I want to come right now.

But the cock ring is on the floor at Yvette’s feet. Dropped there and forgotten until I see it. I crouch, dragging my tongue down the back of AJ’s leg, grab it, and lick my way back up, stopping briefly to take the skin at his waist between my teeth and nip him until he says, “Stop that, you fucker.”

Which makes me smile and let go.

I stand up holding the black cock ring, and say, “You still want me to put this on? Because your dick is hard and it’s gonna grip it tight.”

“Fuck yeah,” AJ says, always willing to take one for the team.

I turn to the drawer of sex toys and grab a tube of lubricant. I smear a little over the cock ring, which is not a regular cock ring, but more like a vibrator with a curve at one end that will wrap around his shaft as the vibrator lies in front of his balls.

AJ and Yvette begin to kiss while I bend down and take his massive dick in my hand. I can’t help myself, I pump him a few times, making him moan into her mouth.

But I’m anxious to get this on him so I spread the curved part of the ring open wide enough to force it over his shaft, and then I let go of the tension until it grips tightly around his skin.

AJ moans, his fingers threading through my hair, and then he fists it tight when I position the vibrator next to his balls.

I stand up and admire him.

“There’s a remote too,” Yvette says, breathing heavy as she points to the drawer.

I nod, find the matching black remote, and place it on the nightstand for later.

Because we’re not done exploring here. No way is AJ the only one having toy fun. Yvette has enough for everyone.

Inside her secret sex-toy treasure chest is another remote-controlled vibrator. Much like the one AJ’s wearing, except it’s bright purple instead of black. I hold it up and smile. “Your turn, Yvette.”

She sucks in a deep breath. Like maybe she’s nervous. Or maybe… she can’t believe her dumb luck.

AJ takes it from my hand and studies it. Like it’s perplexing. It’s a vibrator, but not just a vibrator. Just like that cock ring he’s wearing isn’t just a cock ring. It’s got a curve at the end, like his, but hers is flat and will line up with her clit.

“Lie down on the bed and spread your legs,” I tell her. “AJ’s gonna do the honors this time.”

Yvette bites her lip. But not in hesitation. Because the skin on her arms prickles up, making the tiny hairs stand on end, and her nipples bunch together even tighter, if that’s possible. She bites her lip with anticipation.

“Come on,” AJ says, taking her hand and leading her the few paces over to the bed. “I can’t wait to figure this out.”

She lets out a nervous laugh, but crawls onto the bed until she’s right in the middle, and then turns over on her back. AJ doesn’t wait for her to open her legs. He slips in between her knees and spreads them wide himself.

He looks over at the lube in the open drawer, reaches for it, but I place my hand on his and say, “Believe me. She doesn’t need it.”

He slips two fingers between her legs and presses them up inside her to check, then says, “You naughty little slut,” when he pulls them out coated with her juices.

She giggles at the insult. Because it wasn’t an insult. I like a girl who knows the difference.

He leans down to suck on the thin folds of her labia. AJ is nothing if not an attentive lover. And even though he knows she’s ready, he plays with her clit for a minute. Licking and twirling his tongue until she’s squinting her eyes tight and clenching her teeth together as she grabs his head with both hands.