Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 82896 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 414(@200wpm)___ 332(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82896 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 414(@200wpm)___ 332(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
“Yes,” Clover murmured into Pyro’s lips before glancing over his shoulder. Boar’s eyes shone with raw lust when Clover dipped his fingertip into his stretched hole alongside Pyro’s cock. “Want you both inside me. Can’t wait to be dripping with your cum.”
Pyro spread his knees to make more room for Boar, which also pushed Clover’s thighs wider apart. He was so ready. When he felt the slippery tip of Boar’s cock poking at his hole he clawed at Pyro’s shoulders, ready for a bit of discomfort at the beginning. It would be worth the experience to come.
“Look at you. Do you ever have enough?” Pyro asked, but his eyes clouded when Boar pushed on. There was a brief moment of pain, but when Pyro’s hand closed on Clover’s cock, his body relaxed, letting in the second dick.
It felt incredible.
Gasping for air, he rested his forehead against Pyro’s, barely coping with the onslaught of sensations as his body opened up, filled by not one by two of the men he chose to share his life with. They were all finally safe, and he longed to bury himself in the cocoon of contentment they offered.
Pyro leaned in and licked Clover’s cheek while squeezing and loosening his hand around Clover’s cock to create the most amazing pulsating sensation. Clover’s legs were wide open to allow his men absolute access to his body, and he whimpered in Pyro’s hold as the two dicks drove into him at once, seeking satisfaction. The intensity of double penetration always got the best of Clover, and he was out of words, just whimpering in the hold time and time again.
He’d been on the verge of orgasm before, but when Boar grabbed his hips and started sawing into him in earnest, right next to Pyro’s languidly moving cock, Clover came with a cry so visceral he wasn’t even sure what was happening to him. Too much. Too good.
Pyro’s arms squeezed around him, as if he feared Clover might try to get away now that he’d finished, but what was a little discomfort in the face of serving for his lovers’ pleasure?
Boar finished first, after a series of hard jabs with his dick, and once he pulled out, Pyro grabbed Clover’s hips hard and moved his own like a machine, barely leaving Clover space to breathe. But Boar was there, and so were his arms, his kisses, sweet words whispered into Clover’s mouth as Pyro satisfied his lust inside him, adding his cum to Clover’s sensitive hole.
The smell of cum mixed with the herby aroma of fresh rabbit roasting in the kitchen, and it shouldn’t have been a pleasant combination, but it was. He settled in Pyro’s arms, hardly able to breathe, and revelled in his man’s quick heartbeat when Pyro dipped his fingers into Clover’s wet hole.
Clover knew he was loved, even without anyone voicing their feelings.
In the last two years of his life, Clover had been through so much good and bad. And yet he could hardly imagine himself happier than with the men who were his lovers, his friends, and his family.
Moments later, all four of his men settled on the sofa, and he lay stretched in their laps, sticky, sweaty, and happy. Loved.
The end