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Just as my knot reaches its fullest—and I’m starting to feel that tight coiling low in my abdomen that threatens to blossom into orgasm, Daphne speaks again.
“You’ve done so well, Julian,” she coos appreciatively—leaning forward to pull Magnus’ cock from Julian’s mouth. She strokes Magnus’ hardness, wet with Julian’s saliva as she stoops to kiss Julian on the lips.
“I need you and Sol to help each other out now—both of you deserve to cum after your hard work.”
Julian opens his mouth as if to speak, but I beat him to it.
“I call cleanup,” I rasp, gritting my teeth as my cock pops free of the suction of Sol’s mouth.
Julian pouts, but doesn’t protest as Daphne dismounts.
“Magnus and Cosmo—” Daphne hooks her finger at the pair of us in a ‘come here’ gesture.
I scramble for Daphne, Sol and Julian move to the edges of my peripheral vision; Sol on his back and reaching for a bottle of lube on the nearby night-stand as Julian crawls over Sol—preparing to mount him.
Daphne guides Magnus and I with her hands—ushering Magnus in front of her as she shuffles me toward her backside.
“We’re going to take this one step at a time,” she instructs calmly, shepherding Magnus and I, so that Magnus lays flat on his back with me kneeling between his spread legs andDaphne straddling Magnus’ hips—his cock twitching against her slick pussy lips.
Daphne moans a little as she seats herself on Magnus’ length, careful to stop at the swell of his huge knot.
“I want both of your knots inside me when Magnus bites me,” she rumbles, reaching backward to grip my cock.
Sol and Julian whimper in unison—Julian riding Sol in reverse cowboy—one of Sol’s calloused hands reaching around to pump Julian’s uncut monster as they watch Magnus, Daphne, and I.
“As you wish, Leibling,” Magnus growls, reaching up to toy with Daphne’s large, heavy breasts as I prepare to enter her.
I fail to stifle the deep, rumbling sound of my own pleasure as I press the head of my cock against the slick place between Magnus’ shaft and the dripping honey of Daphne’s cunt.
Slowly, I apply pressure-my head squeezing inside Daphne as it slides against the underside of Magnus’ hard cock.
Daphne lets out a cry of ecstasy as I push a few more inches inside.
“I can feel you, Hase,” Magnus moans, flexing his hips upward slightly so that I can feel the veins of his throbbing erection against my own cock—our knots beginning to press against one another as I continue to penetrate Daphne deeper.
Julian makes a high, desperate sounding whine—removing Sol’s hand from its place on his cock; slowing his own riding pace to keep from cumming right then and there.
I have to temper my own excitement so that I don’t blow my load early.
In all our years together, Magnus and I have never done anything like this. Sure we’ve had plenty of proverbial ‘spit roasts’ with Sol and Julian over the years. For fuck’s sake—we celebrated Sol’s first trip to Paris with us by turning him into the Eiffel Tower in our expensive hotel room overlooking the titular monument.
Being inside of Daphne together with Magnus? Is better than I could have imagined.
I gather a handful of Daphne’s golden waves and sweep them off of her shoulders and neck to gain better access to my fresh bite.
Daphne moans as I tentatively tongue and suck my bonding mark, knowing the pleasure it will bring her.
“Magnus,” she manages against her ragged breathing.
“You first—I need your knot inside me,” she whines, grinding her hips down against us—my knot hard and full against Magnus’.
Magnus shifts slightly—I rearrange our legs so that he can sit more upright—his hands grip Daphne’s hips as he levers his upward and into her.
All three of us cry out as Magnus’ knot clears the taught ring of Daphne’s entrance—squeezing my cock as I continue to move inside her against Magnus’ knot’s titanic girth.
“Fuck!” Sol hisses, spasming beneath Julian as he continues to ride Sol relentlessly—cum seeping from Julian’s tight hole as he strokes himself fast and hard.
“Cosmo, it’s time,” Daphne gasps for breath as Magnus and I move inside her.