I drop into the couch and take my cock in hand, easing into my own pleasure as I watch them enjoy theirs.
They are two of the most important people on this island and I need to know that Vane can handle having her.
I need to know that I can have them both in my life and not worry about one killing the other.
The fact that Darling could ignore the Death Shadow’s terror is a good sign.
The best outcome.
Darling moans as Vane punishes her pussy, the thick underside of his shaft thrusting into her, soaking wet with her pleasure. His fingers are creating divots in the flesh of her hips, he’s gripping her so hard, shoving her down on him.
She’s spread wide for me so I can watch.
He knows what I like.
Darling bouncing on his cock might rival renaissance art in its beauty.
My dick is throbbing in my hand, pre-cum glistening at the slit.
Pressure is building in my head turning me fucking mindless for release.
“Oh fuck, Vane,” she says, her voice high-pitched and thin.
I cross the room. Vane winds a chunk of Darling’s hair around his fist and yanks her head back.
“Take him, Win. Make the king come down your throat.”
She pops her lips open for me, so fucking eager.
I push inside of her wet mouth. Her cheeks hollow around me.
“Fucking hell, Darling,” I say.
Vane tightens his hold on her hair and uses it to drive her up and down on me as she balances her hands on his thighs.
She chokes.
I keep going.
She moans around me and then slides her fingers over her clit.
Vane lets go of her hair to capture both her wrists behind her back.
She makes an adorable little frown as she bobs on my cock.
“Not your turn, Darling,” I tell her as the pressure comes to a head. “You only get to come when we tell you to come.”
Which won’t be long at all.
I can’t hold out.
I don’t want to.
The building in my gut and the pressure in my cock is too much to bear.
I thrust deeper and spill down her throat with a loud groan.
Tears spill over her eyelids as she gazes up at me.
Another spurt and my cock throbs on the flat of her tongue.
My shadow writhes beneath my skin, satisfied and spent.
When I pull out of her mouth, I take her by the chin. “Let me see, Darling.”
She sticks out her tongue. There’s just a slight sheen of cum there. She swallowed the rest. “Good girl.”
“I know what I’m doing,” she says as the tears stream down her face. I wipe one of them away and then sink to the floor.
“Now be a good girl and come sit on my face.”
6
WINNIE
Vane lifts me off of him and climbs to his feet, guiding me over to Peter Pan.
“On your knees, Win,” Vane commands.
I position my knees on either side of Pan’s head and I can’t help but clench up, sensing him below my most sensitive area.
Vane stands in front of me. He’s going to make me chase down Pan’s cum with his.
“Open up, Darling,” he says, echoing the same words he used not that long ago, when he spit in my mouth and told me I would have no more of him.
Now look at us.
I dutifully open my mouth and stick out my tongue and he slides his cock into me, filling me up.
It’s much harder to accommodate him than it is Pan, but I do my best.
It’s easier when I have Pan’s mouth on my pussy from beneath me, sucking and flicking and building the pressure at my core.
Vane fucks my mouth while Pan fucks my pussy with his.
I’m so wet, I’m shocked I’m not drowning the Never King.
I moan around Vane’s cock and he growls deep in his chest.
Pan sucks at my clit and I’m buzzing, electric, ready to glow for them both.
“Whatever you’re doing,” Vane says, “keep doing it. She’s humming on my cock like a good little girl.”
Pan hooks his arms around my thighs and drives me down on his face.
The groan that comes out of me practically vibrates down the length of Vane’s cock.
“Just like that Win.” He holds my hair back. “Don’t stop.”
I swirl my tongue around his shaft, then wrap my hand around the base just as Pan hits my clit again.
The orgasm takes me by surprise. One minute the pleasure is buzzing through my pussy and the next the wave is crashing over me.
I buck. Vane shoves deeper.
The pleasure pounds through me and I moan loudly until Vane sinks so deep, I choke on him. I try to pull back, to breathe, but he’s in control and he’s not letting up.