Page 41 of Diary from an Inked Throne

“Lynx,” she moaned. “Let me suck you.”

“Fuck,” I managed to get out while she untangled herself from the position I had her in and slid back into the water.

I stood, wincing at the cold air hitting my skin, but it was instantly forgotten when she wrapped her hand around my base and took me into her mouth. She sucked my cock, working me with one hand, her lips busy sliding up and down my length. She tongued the underside, the thick, sensitive vein that led down to my balls, and when she gripped them with her hand, I saw stars.

I moved back abruptly, not wanting to come.

Dax was there to take my place. She blew him while I recovered, and then Luca, and then it was a line of the three of us, towering over her as she slid between all three, kissing, and licking and sucking our cocks, taking each one expertly, and like she’d been waiting to do this for as long as we had.

It was me who broke first. Me who couldn’t take another second of her teasing. I pulled out of her mouth, breathing hard, but not willing to move to the side so Luca or Dax could have a turn.

Instead, I put my hands beneath her arms and lifted her out of the water, twisting her around and bending her over the edge of the tub.

She gasped, maybe at the cold air hitting her skin again after she’d been warmed up by the water.

Maybe at the position I put her in, ass out, legs spread, my cock at the entrance of her pussy.

“Say yes, Nyah.” I needed to know she wanted this as much as I did.

“Yes,” she moaned, pushing her ass back so her pussy took the tip of my cock.

“Have you…” I whispered to her. “Since the baby, I mean?”

She shook her head. “No, but if you don’t fuck me right now, Lynx, I swear, I’m going to take that wine bottle and use it in ways it wasn’t intended to be used.”

Dax and Luca both chuckled behind me, and I was pretty sure I heard Luca say that would be hot.

Her shooting him a dirty look confirmed that.

But I drew her attention back by giving her exactly what she wanted.

No wine bottle required.

She took me easily, already so wet and needy from the foreplay. I leaned over her, wrapping my arm around her from behind, playing with her tits while I fucked her doggy style.

Her back arched, and her fingers gripped the edge of the deck. I stopped going so easy, and the slow fucking became hard and fast, me fighting to hold on when she met every thrust with backward pressure of her own, encouraging me to fill her deep and make her come.

We might not have been able to see the neighboring houses around us, thanks to the darkness and the trees that bordered so many of the yards in this neighborhood.

But I was sure they heard Nyah come. She shouted out her release, and mine followed instantly, both of us coming together, her pussy fluttering and pulsing all over my cock, making it impossible to hold on another second. My balls emptied into her, and I just kept going, both of us riding out the wave until neither of us could stand it another second.

She lay face down onto the deck, and I pulled out, watching my cum drip down her pussy.

It was caveman of me, but I couldn’t help but run the tip of my flagging cock between her pussy lips and over her clit, marking her with cum, making sure she was coated in it.

She shivered at every touch of my cock, and eventually, we both sank down into the water.

“How do you feel?” Dax asked quietly.

She lay back against the seat and smiled with her eyes still closed. “So good.” But then she opened her eyes. “I’ll feel better when you’re inside me though.”

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DAX

Dear Diary,

Hope feels a lot like four heartbeats finding the same rhythm again.