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“Then let us teach you,” Nova murmurs, her fingers threading through his hair. “Breathe with me. In and out.”
I watch them breathe together, synchronized, while I work my finger deeper into his tight heat. The lube makes the glide easier, but he's still incredibly tense. I crook my finger, brushing against his prostate, reminding him how good it feels to have his ass filled.
Teddy gasps, his hips jerking involuntarily at the sensation. “Oh fuck.”
“There we go,” Nova praises, pressing another kiss to his lips. “You felt that, didn't you? Felt how good Silas can make you feel?”
I add more lube and work a second finger alongside the first, stretching him slowly. His muscles resist at first, then gradually relax as I massage that bundle of nerves inside him.
“Look at how well you're taking his fingers,” Nova continues, her voice honey-sweet and filthy. “Such a good boy. So brave, letting Silas prep this tight little hole for his cock.”
Teddy moans at her praise, pushing back against my fingers despite himself. I can see the exact moment his body stops fighting and starts wanting, the way his back arches and his breathing deepens.
“That's it,” I growl, scissoring my fingers to stretch him wider. “Your body knows what it wants.”
I add a third finger, and Teddy whimpers into Nova's mouth. She swallows the sound greedily, her hands roaming over his shoulders and chest.
“You're opening up so beautifully,” she whispers against his lips. “Taking Silas's fingers like you were made for this. Like you were made for us.”
I can feel his muscles loosening around my fingers, accepting the intrusion. His cock hangs heavy between his legs, drippingprecum onto the dirt below. Every time I hit his prostate, he shudders and moans.
“Please,” he gasps when Nova pulls back to look at him. “I need—I need?—”
“What do you need, baby?” she asks, her green eyes searching his face.
“More,” he admits, the word torn from his throat. “I need more.”
I withdraw my fingers slowly, earning another whimper. His hole looks swollen and slick, clenching around nothing as it adjusts to the emptiness.
“You ready for my cock?” I ask, positioning myself behind him. The head of my dick nudges against his stretched entrance, and we both groan at the contact.
Nova cups Teddy's face again, making sure he's looking at her. “Show me how pretty you can be taking cock, Teddy. I want to watch every expression cross your face when Silas claims you.”
I grip his hips, my cock poised at his entrance, slick with lube and already leaking pre-cum. “Take a deep breath, agent. This is going to change everything.”
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NOVA
The sight of Silas positioned behind Teddy makes my pulse race. Teddy's breathing has gone ragged, anticipation rolling off him in waves.
“You ready for me?” Silas's voice carries that dark edge that makes my stomach clench with want.
Teddy nods, then seems to remember words exist. “Yeah. Yes. Please.”
The desperation in his voice sends heat straight between my thighs. I slide my hand down my body, fingers finding the slick evidence of my arousal. The forest floor is soft beneath us, pine needles and moss creating a natural bed that seems designed for this exact moment.
Silas begins to push forward, and Teddy's back arches like a bow. The sound he makes—broken, needy—has me circling my clit with my fingertips. I can see the exact moment Silas breaches him, the way Teddy's mouth falls open in a silent cry.
“That's it,” I murmur, my voice husky. “Let him in, Teddy. You're doing so good.”
Silas moves with deliberate slowness, his jaw clenched with the effort of restraint. “Fuck, Nova. His ass is tight as hell. Sofucking tight I can barely—” He breaks off with a groan as he pushes deeper.
Teddy's hands fist in the moss beneath him, his knuckles white. “Oh god, oh fuck, Silas?—”
“Easy,” I soothe, even as I press two fingers inside myself, watching them disappear. “Breathe through it. Let yourself feel everything.”
The praise seems to unlock something in Teddy. His shoulders drop, and I watch his body start to accept what Silas is giving him. When Silas finally bottoms out, buried to the hilt, all three of us freeze for a moment.
