In Death I Live by Lindsay Becs

CRUZ

Zora is a mythical creature.A goddess. Carved in perfection from God himself.

Not only is she sexy as fuck, but she tastes like the sweetest fruit, smells like heaven, and feels like she was made specifically for my cock. She is a temptress that I intend on giving in to any chance I get.

I’m so lost in her that I hardly recollect that River is here. He bends down to kiss her as I keep obsessing over her tits.

“You doing okay, angel?” River asks her. Through her sex haze, she mumbles some sort of yes, making him chuckle. “How hard have you already fucked her?” he asks me, his hand running through my hair. It’s much like Zora was doing earlier. It’s what River always does with me, and I love it. But I loved it even more when it was her fingers.

“Barely,” I tell him, sitting back on my haunches and looking down at her as she grins up at us. “I ate her pussy, and then she rode me for a little bit before I called you.” Smiling at her, I run my cock against her soaking wet pussy. “Right, baby girl?” Biting her lip, she nods.

I look over to River. He’s looking down at her, his face full of adoration, and I wonder if that’s what I look like when I stare at her too. Gripping the back of his neck, I pull him to me, kissing him. My tongue sweeps into his mouth, and he moans. I wonder if he can still taste her on my lips.

“Oh, fuck, that’s hot,” I hear Zora whisper, making me chuckle.

Pulling back from River, I look at her with a smirk. “You ever see men fuck before? You said you weren’t shared before, but was that a lie?” I ask with a raised brow.

“Not like this,” she answers, and I don’t like that answer.

Bending over her, I kiss her lips softly. “We’ll take care of you. If you want to stop anything at any time, say so and we’ll stop.”

She nods. “Okay.”

River and I spend the next hour worshipping her body. Because Zora’s body is one that should always be worshipped before it’s fucked hard.

“You ready for both of us now?” I ask her after she’s had her… third… fourth?... orgasm.

“Yes,” she nods.

I look at River. “Top or bottom?”

“Top. I know how much you like to bottom.” He smirks. He’s not wrong. I love fucking a pussy, but there is something about the forbidden that gets me going like nothing else.

River pulls Zora over his lap as he lies on his back. She doesn’t need any instruction, sinking down on him without warning and causing him to let out a curse. I watch as he pulls her to his chest. His lips are moving and I know he’s talking to her, but it’s so low I can’t hear what he’s saying.

River is a whole other mythical creature. He has this voice that can lull anyone into a completely submissive state. He did it with her the first night she was here.

My hands cup her ass cheeks, rubbing them soothingly before dropping saliva to her ass and pushing a finger inside her. She hardly tenses, which is a good sign. Pulling out only to push in two fingers this time, I slowly slide my digits in and out of her.

We’ve been probing and stretching her, but now I need inside.

When I notice her rocking back and forth a little, I know she is as ready as we are. I look up to River, who nods that she’s ready.

Reaching up, I gather some of her juices. Making sure to torture River a little more while I do, I scissor my fingers around his shaft and draw a moan from both of them. Smiling at him, I coat my length with Zora.

Kneeling closer to her, I push the head of my cock to her hole. “Relax, baby girl,” I soothe, pushing inside slowly. “Move with her, Riv,” I tell him.

He grips her hips, pulling her up and down on him an inch at a time. My hands circle around to her chest, taking her tits and rolling her nipples in my fingers. That seems to relax her, opening her up to me more. I push inside a little more with a groan at how good it feels.

Pulling her back against me more, I turn her head to kiss her. The movement helps push me the rest of the way inside. “That’s it, baby girl. You let me in,” I whisper against her kiss-swollen lips. “How does it feel?”

“Full,” she pants, her brows pinched together. “I need to move. Can I move?” she almost whines.

“It’s going to feel so good, angel,” River tells her.

Then, she lifts up, causing all three of us to let out sounds of pleasure. “Fuuuuuck…” River groans, making me smile. I fucking love his noises almost as much as his ass.

Locking eyes with him, I say, “Let’s fuck, baby.”

And we do.

None of us lasts an incredible amount of time after all the build-up. Zora, the good girl she is, has another orgasm. Her grip on River’s cock makes him come next. Then, because I can’t help but love his damn ‘O’ face, I come right after.

Pulling from her perfect ass, I go to the bathroom to get a warm cloth to clean her up. When I come back, she’s on her back with River lying next to her, placing soft kisses on her shoulder. I smile at the sight of them like that. Sweet. Tender.

But I feel anything but sweet or tender when I’m between her legs again and see River and me slipping from her, mixing together. Leaning forward, I lick some up with my tongue, swallowing it down.

“Fuck, we taste good together,” I tell them with a rueful grin.

Zora covers her face with her hands, laughing. “Dirty fucker,” River chuckles. Lifting a brow, I look at him and wait for him to nod. I dip down to lick more onto my tongue, but this time, I crawl over River, dropping to kiss him, letting him taste all of us from my mouth.

Turning my head, still leaning against River, I look to Zora. “You want a taste?” She swallows, flushed cheeks turning a deeper red. “It’s one of my kinks, baby girl. You aren’t going to offend me by saying no.” Her tongue licks at her lips, and without another passing second, I lean over and kiss her too. The remnants of us still lingering on my tongue plunge into her mouth. She sucks my tongue, making sure to taste it all, and it makes my dick twitch with how much she likes it.

Pulling back, I look down at her. “You are amazing.” She beams up at me, biting into her bottom lip. “Let’s get you cleaned up, baby girl.”

The cloth now cold, I toss it to the floor and instead pick her up to carry her into the bathroom. I turn on the water to fill the large bath and pour in salts, oils and bubbles. When it’s halfway full, I help her inside. River sits opposite her, letting me sit behind her.

We soak in the bubbly water, the music I put on earlier a faint sound in the background.

Zora’s head rests back on my shoulder with her eyes closed. I run my fingers through her hair and kiss the top of her head. Looking up, I see River, who’s watching us, much like I did them before.

Nudging him with my foot, I smile at him. “I missed you. It’s been a while.”

He dips his head a little. “I know.”

“You okay?”

He nods, keeping his head down for a moment, but when he looks back up, I feel him knocking at my heart. “I missed you too.” Then his eyes shift to the sleeping girl in my arms. “She’s different. And it scares me.”

“Me too.”