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“Sexy, fuck my ass,” Vegas commanded. He stuffed a pillow under her, raising her hips. The height made his ass easily accessible while his semi-hard cock remained inside her.
Oh God. Her pussy clamped down on his shaft. He plans to fuck me while getting ass fucked.
The companion android spread her human lover’s ass cheeks. “That’s it,” Vegas encouraged. “Squirt that lube up my tight hole. Yes, stick your finger in my ass.” His commentary made her heart race. She couldn’t see their actions, her body pinned under Vegas’, but she pictured Sexy’s long finger probing Vegas’ ass. Vegas must have found it equally arousing, as his cock swelled, filling her pussy once more.
Sexy removed his finger with a moist pop and he positioned himself behind Vegas, his long, hard cock disappearing between tanned ass cheeks. “Ahhh…” Vegas moaned, his body rocking forward, his cock pushing deeper into Raylee’s pussy. “That feels so good.”
Big, male android hands clasped his hips, holding him still, and Vegas’ muscles tightened, his eyes squeezed closed, his face strained. “So good. Push it all in. Yes. More. Ohhh…” Sexy’s hips pressed up against Vegas’ ass.
Her two identical males faced her, the android with his cock buried in the human’s ass, the human with his cock inside her, muscle and muscle and softness, all lined up for pleasure. God. Raylee wiggled, her arousal almost unbearable.
“Fuck me, Sexy,” Vegas demanded. “Fuck my ass hard.”
The android pulled away and slammed into him, smacking synthetic skin against skin, Vegas groaning with each thrust. Vegas, in turn, rammed his cock into Raylee’s pussy, relaying the forceful fucking, bouncing his balls against her tender ass, tearing pants from her lips.
Raylee, lying under two strong males, held on to her human lover’s shoulders and the android held on to his hips. They were bound by cocks and limbs and passion, entwined together as one, rocking the bed with the strength of their desires.
“Vegas.” Her body, having been primed by her earlier orgasms, coiled quickly and she ached once again for that exquisite release.
“Three more thrusts,” Vegas told her, brushing his lips over hers, his body sliding along hers. “Three more thrusts, Sexy, and you come,” he gave the android more explicit instructions.
They had three more thrusts until they came and she’d make it the best damn three thrusts they’d ever experienced, putting her all into this last round of fucking.
One. Raylee pushed her ass off the pillow, meeting Vegas halfway as he pulled her toward him.
Two. Her body ached with the vigorous fucking, Sexy’s constant driving rhythm pushing them toward satisfaction.
Three. She screamed her pleasure, her pussy soaked by Vegas’ cum, his body convulsing against hers, his ass cheeks clenching with Sexy’s simulated release. Sexy, being Sexy, didn’t make a sound, pulling out of Vegas’ ass, retreating to the privacy of the bathing chamber to clean himself.
Vegas rolled with her until she lay on top of him, his arms around her. Raylee snuggled into his chest, listening to the reassuring beat of his heart. He was alive. He was safe. He petted her hair, smoothing the unruly tendrils, his touch light and loving.
“So would you work with me again?” She smiled against his skin, knowing the answer. He loved her. She loved him. They were a team.
“I might.” She heard the humor in his voice. “Give me a few minutes to recover and we’ll continue your training.”
About the Author
Cynthia Sax lives in a world where demons aren’t all bad, angels aren’t all good and magic happens every single day. Although her heroes may not always say, “I love you”, they will do anything for the women they love. They live passionately. They fight fiercely. They love the same women forever.
Cynthia has loved the same wonderful man forever. Her supportive hubby offers himself up to the joys and pains of research while they travel the world together, meeting fascinating people and finding inspiration in exotic places such as Istanbul, Bali and Chicago.
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