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Clarissa raised his hips as I tugged at his dick while he grabbed my length, and Dante clasped it, too. There was no sound in the room other than our gasping and panting while the scent of pre-cum and slick filled the air.

My hands cramped as they slid over my mate’s cocks but as I inched closer to orgasm, my mind blocked out everything except giving and accepting pleasure.

“I love your cock,” Dante murmured as Clarissa whimpered with each tug. “And I want it in my ass.”

Someone had promised two dicks in one hole weeks ago, but the climax that was hurtling toward me blocked out the memory of who said it. I yelled, “Yes,” as cum spurted onto the new covers, followed by Clarissa, while Dante needed more pumping before he came.

“We’re going to be washing our new bedding every day,” Dante noted as he rolled toward the center of the bed and slung an arm over me.

As I’d been in charge of the laundry since we mated, he hadn’t noticed I had been doing exactly that. Clarissa leaped out of bed