Night Is Darkest by Jayne Rylon (books recommended by bts .TXT) 📕

knot of Lacey’s clit, which peeked out from beneath its hood. Tyler’s head dropped back against the rock when her pussy clenched around his cock. The resulting pain cleared the haze from his mind long enough for him to register her irresistible begging.

“That’s better.” Mason bit the tip of one floating breast. “Now, try to relax. Tell me if it’s too much. There are plenty of other ways we can play.”

“No!” Panic shrilled the outcry. Her vaginal muscles clamped on Tyler tight enough he thought his cock might dent.

“Please, give me your cock. Please fuck me.”

Mason grabbed the base of his erection. He guided the bulbous head over the seam in Tyler’s ball sac then traced the raised ridge of the vein there as he followed the leading line straight to the mouth of Lacey’s pussy. The heat of Mason’s erection singed Ty when he probed the taut opening. All three of them gasped simultaneously when the tip of Mason’s cock began to penetrate.

Mason pressed on his shaft to coax it through the ring of muscle guarding her entrance but it popped out of alignment and glanced off the target, poking Tyler’s sac once more. He tried to contain the moan of disappointment and pleasure, but failed.

With an evil grin, Mason checked the seal. His fingertip circled Ty’s cock just inside the grip of her humid tissue. Even that made for a snug fit. Warm water gushed inside her when he withdrew. Just when he figured the other man, whose thick cock posed a challenge to average sexual partners—never mind tiny, unused ones—had given up, the spongy head probed once more.

The intensity returned when Mason’s erection compressed against Tyler’s shaft as it squeezed past the initial resistance. Steady pressure built as their erections crammed together to invade Lacey. The tempo of her shallow pants increased. Her questing fingers found Ty’s then practically squashed them. After tense seconds colored only by the rush of water, and Lacey’s plaintive whimpers, the ridge of Mason’s glans passed the bottleneck. Once the head had breached, her greedy pussy swallowed a third of the massive cock.

Lacey whimpered at the stretching of her delicate structure.

“Shh. You’re okay, little one. You’re doing great. The hard part is over.”

“No. I think that’s just the beginning of the hard part.” Her chuckle reverberated along the length of Ty’s buried cock.

“Son of a bitch!” Mason felt the rippling effect, too. He initiated a restrained tempo of fucking, which insinuated his cock further with each forward nudge. The incremental penetration rasped over zillions of nerve endings in Ty’s throbbing hard-on. Lacey’s head thrashed on his chest as she absorbed them both. Tyler traced light circles around Lacey’s clit, encouraging her arousal.

The musical splash of displaced water joined the white noise of the falls and the haunting echoes of their grunts, whimpers and passionate moans. Ty supported her slight weight as well as the additional burden of Mason’s bulk. Though his ribs protested, he reveled in the closeness—in becoming their foundation.

His cock twitched at the thought, massaging Mason where they burrowed inside Lacey’s saturated heat. Mason resettled her hips, anchoring them while he began to increase the frequency and range of his lunges. Soon, he’d impaled her fully on his shaft. Each motion excited the sensitive underside of Tyler’s cock.

Washington.

Mason caught his tortured groan then tossed him a predatory smirk.

Adams.

“You hear that, doll? Tyler’s getting close to shooting in that sweet pussy. Is that what you want?”

Jefferson, Madison, Monroe…

The unadulterated lust in her moan of assent took three presidents to overcome. She raked her nails down Mason’s spine, inspiring him. Adams. Tyler scooted up several inches on the block when the other man strengthened his thrusts. Jackson. Now, on each circuit, he withdrew to the brink of slipping free before plunging to the hilt. Van Buren. The walls of Lacey’s pussy flexed, hugging them tighter than a fist.

Harrison.

“Such. A. Good. Girl.” Mason punctuated each word with a slam of his hips.

Tyler, the best president. Polk. Taylor. Fillmore.

“Oh, shit. Fillmore!” The thirteenth president had never seemed so naughty. Mason, who’d skimmed a hair from failing history, took him literally.

He fucked without tempering his need. Ty would bear bruises on his back and ass but the pain spurred him higher. Who the hell came after Fillmore?

“Mason! Ty!”

“Got you.” He growled against her neck then licked, sucked and nibbled whatever fell into his reach. In turn, she left a dark red mark on Mason’s chest when she bit him.

“That’s the way, doll. Milk our cocks.” Mason angled his hips for the ultimate penetration. The position put his torso closer to them. “Come around us. Push Tyler over the edge.”

He sealed the demand with a fierce kiss. Ty watched up close as they exchanged thrusts of their tongues in time to the pace of their fucking. The sight destroyed his last shred of control. Like a madman, he lunged into Lacey’s quivering pussy from below. When she shattered, screaming their names, he couldn’t help but follow. He understood what it felt like to be consumed by the chain lightning of Mason’s desire.

Spasm after spasm splattered his come against her cervix and the head of Mason’s still thrusting cock.

“Fuck, yeah!” Mason stared him straight in the eye. His blue stare practically glowed. “I can feel you spraying on me.”

For one instant, Tyler wished he could say the same about Mason. Nothing could compare to the jets of the other man’s come scalding his prostate as he blew his load. In an instant, Lacey had been shifted to the side. Her lax pose combined with residual moans as aftershocks zipped through her.

Then Mason was on him. “I saw that moment of regret, Tyler.”

“I’ll never regret this. I love you. Both of you.”

“Love you too.” Lacey’s strained voice came out as a scratch. Now lying beside him, they exchanged a sweet kiss a moment before she stifled a yawn. “Let us take care of you, Mason.”

Though primal power surged in his veins, Mason nuzzled her before smiling against her