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God, they were so much going on. Didn’t help that there were two of them. Trix’s head hit the pillow with an audible thump. Her moans muffled by the soft cotton. The hand around her throat relaxed now just resting protectively around her collarbones. A callous thumb pressed a sharp nail into the nape of her neck keeping her pinned to the mattress.
“Doing so good for us baby girl.” Logan’s voice rough and deep praised her with another deep shift of his hips making her whine.
“Feel so good wrapped around my cock.” A kiss was pressed against her shoulder that wasn’t from the solid heat molding her inside.
Her eyes peeked open barely between hard thrusts watching as Bruce continued to cover her shoulder in warm kisses. Silent praise in his own way that only fueled the tension in her gut.
“Fuck baby.” Logan groaned his hips beginning a deeper penetration into her poor abused cunt. Every ridge hitting just the right place as he slides back out to the tip before slamming back in with another honestly embarrassing wet noise.
Trix couldn’t help the gasps and whines escaping her lips as her free hand reached out to grab the spokes of the headboard. Bruce disappeared from her peripheral making the bed shift only somehow driving Logan deeper. A satisfying burn against her core was only interrupted suddenly by the halt of Logan’s hips making both of them cry out in anger.
“No, no, no.” Trix started to mutter out into the air. She was so on edge. She was right fucking there. Logan’s hands disappeared from her body with a growl. Slipping out of her as they both seemed to whine in protest.
She hated when Bruce was in control. No, that was a lie. She hated how mean he liked to be.
Trix picked up her head just enough to look over her shoulder at the unholy sight behind her making her core throb. Bruce’s right hand was wrapped firmly around the base of Logan’s thick length. Using her own slick to help slide his hand down Logan’s reddened cock. His free hand had a grip on tufted hair forcing Logan into a mess kiss that seemed to be more teeth than anything else. Trix couldn’t help the needy whimper that left her throat, her hips sliding back to at least gain the intense heat Logan always had.
Bruce’s eyes flickered in her direction. Steal grey met sapphire blue in a needy gaze that was only interrupted by Logan’s deep purr coiling from his lips. A noise that made the Canadian’s cheeks bleed redder than usual. Bruce pulled away from his lips with a heavy breath a smile teasing the corners of his mouth.
“Good boy.” It came out deep and heavy causing both Logan and Trix to melt at the praise.
Bruce looked between the two of them. Logan pressed against his chest. Head tilted away from him as his chest heaved slow and sold. Cock seemingly grew even harder in Bruce’s grip earning him a very teasing stroke. Trix on the other hand couldn’t tare her eyes from the moment behind her. Her hips swung slowly like a cat in heat leaving no cover for just how much she wished for Bruce to let the best go again.
They’d been playing this game for a while now. Bruce letting Logan off his leash. Letting him ruin there girl like she deserves only to pulled him off again watching them squirm.
He dragged his teeth over the define vein on Logan’s throat before biting him hard enough to bruise only to watch the skin discolor and turn back to normal in seconds. “Showing off for are girl Lo?”
Logan couldn’t respond without risking another embarrassing noise to escape his mouth. Which only made Bruce drag his hand back down his dick. Biting his tongue so hard he tasted iron as his hand flexed feeling the familiar burn of his claws cutting slightly through the skin on his knuckles.
Bruce tongue clicked in his ear disapprovingly. “And you were playing so nice.”
Bruce let him go completely finally letting him breathe. Logan felt like he was on fire as he looked down at himself almost missing Bruce flipping Trix over in front of him to lay away from him.
Bruce dragged the girl to the edge of the bed his hands running up and down her legs as he settled himself between her thick thighs. Star now facing him properly felt a wave of bubbles in his chest while Bruce trailed a stream of kisses down her legs until his hands curled under her knees to pull her open. Spreading her out to him fully. She didn’t know if it was cool air of the room hitting very sensitive skin or the way Bruce looked at her like she was only thing in the room but a shiver ran down her spine.
“You’re gonna watch.” Bruce said not looking away from her. The command wasn’t just for her as a soft growl confirmed it, making her look back to Logan. Seeing the poor man still aching but following his orders was definitely doing something too her. A solid slap against her core made her gasp, head snapping back to Bruce in shock.
“I said you’re gonna watch.” He repeated.
She nodded licking over dry lips in anticipation. Already so on edge from Logan she knew she wasn’t gonna last much longer.
Bruce gave her another slap much softer this time but the sting still lingered against her skin. “Words, sweet girl.”
“Yes, sir.” Trix’s voice rasps out a bit breathless.
Bruce smiled softly down at her. His thumb running over her clit in a passing moment make her grit her teeth. “That’s my girl.”
He leans down stealing a kiss against her lips. Softly trailing down her jaw, her neck, over her collar bones leaning a few nips and bites over skin. Taking a moment to appreciate her full breasts with his mouth. Sucking gently, before doing the same with the other making her moan out as a shaky hand finds a ways into his dark hair.
Bruce continued his descent his eyes not locked on the shaking woman beneath his lips but instead to the man. Logan had inched his way closer to the both of them.
“Come here.”
Logan didn’t need anything else as he found himself next to Bruce on his knees.
“Oh god.” A soft needy voice made two men look back up to the woman in front of them. Open and leaking, completely pliant to whatever was about to happen.
Logan couldn’t help the smirk that grew over his lips as he glanced at Bruce whose own lips twitched before giving him a nod. Letting him go. He grabbed her left knee from Bruce as he dragged his teeth over the inside of her thigh when Bruce pulled himself back up to drag his tongue over her breast again.
She couldn’t stand it. Her head falling back as her eyes clamped shut. Fingers ran over her wet slit pulling her lips apart while another slipped into her welcoming cunt. Two fingers stretching her out easily thanks to Logan.
Bruce dragged down her stomach once again as Logan’s lips finally found his way against her clit making her scream.
She really wasn’t gonna last and from how those fingers curled into that spot inside of her just right, they knew that.
“What was that?” Bruce’s husky voice asked make the other man hum into her cunt. Fingers fucking a bit harder into her.
Logan growled softly letting up of his assault on her clit. “Who you talking too, sweet thing.” The flat of his tongue running up over her slit.
Trix didn’t know who to look at. Who to beg for. Her mind was to focus on that needy burn in her chest that had been dangling out in front of her for what felt like days now.
“Please.” She said again her eyes settling on Logan because he was the one whose breathing was teasing her core. He gave pity taking another lick through her folds making her whine.
Bruce’s free hand grabbed her chin firmly titling her face up to face him. His eyes still blown wide studied her face seemingly in tranced before his lips captured her again in a deep kiss. Covering her moans when another finger was added as Logan’s teeth nipped against sensitive skin.
She whimpered against his lips as her legs shook suddenly. A wave of relief seemed to shoot down her spine as her climax ripped through her. Bruce pulling back in what had to be shock as he felt the sudden gush covering his hand. Logan’s love stuck smile slowly appearing as they watched her come undone.
Her hands shot up to her face as her hips twitched. The relief now replaced with a creeping embarrassment as everything stop for a moment.
Logan broke the silence with a chuckle his forehead rested against her thigh trying to suppress the rough chuckle. Bruce gently pulled his finger free slowly as not to scare her. wiping them against the covers before gently pulled Trix’s hands away from her face.
“Okay so maybe i went a bit overboard.” He muttered to her looking at her red face and teary eyes.
“A bit?” Logan said pressing his lips against her thigh once again, sucking a small bruise into the spot. His hand gently rubbed soft circles into her hip easing the ache that was slowly forming.
“I’m okay.” Trix’s voice cracked softly looking up at Bruce. Her own giggle bubbled in the back of her mind.
His hand gently tucked back a stray piece of her hair from her face before pressing an apologetic kiss to her lips.
Logan shifted back in his feet before pulling himself up with them with a groan. His lips pressed a kiss of his own to her shoulder before doing the same to Bruce.
“Tag.” She murmured stealing one last kiss as Logan flip Bruce on his back. Laying him out like she had been. His hands running over toned muscle eyes locked on the pre-cum that dribbled down Bruce’s flushed pick length.
“We doing this like teens?” Logan asked with an eyebrow cocked in question yet his hands already grabbing ahold of Bruce’s hips to drag him closer. Slotting himself firmly against the other man like perfectly puzzle pieces.
Bruce let out a hiss as there dicks shift against each other. He wrapped his arms around Logan’s shoulders find his own leverage to buck against him. “Seems so.”
“Fuck.” Logan bit his tongue before nodding in agreement as he started a hard drag of his hips against the other’s man. The slick sound of skin on skin returned between soft grunts and curses. It didn’t take long before both men finally tipped over the edge. Bruce spilling first as his head dropped into Loagn’s shoulder covered both there chest as Logan followed close behind with a familiar shed of his tips of his claws breaking skin and also the sheets.
Heavy breathing slowed as soft kisses were tiredly shared between them. Logan now fully resting over Bruce too tired to move as his head settled against the taller man’s shoulder. Trix wiggling into space against the other making Bruce pull her closer into his arms with Loagn.
“We need to shower.” Bruce said unmoving from his position trapped underneath his partners.
“No.” Logan huffed into his shoulder.
“In a minute” Trix also chimed in curling against him as her hands gently rubbed against Logan’s back.
A sigh of defeat let Bruce’s lips as he closed his eyes excepting the fact that clean up is going to be a tomorrow problem.