Chapter 163

Chapter 163: Chapter 163

Lysander’s pov

*That was exactly what I wanted.*

Shut up, I scolded my stupid thought.

I opened my mouth and slowly took Darius in. My tongue swirled over his sensitive tip, slowly and teasingly, before I took him deeper and began to suck.

Darius let out a soft moan, his hands tangling in my hair as he started to thrust into my mouth. With every stroke, his pace increased, brutally fucking my face until saliva dripped down my chin and onto my clothes. He shoved deep into my throat, showing no mercy.

I could hear Gideon laughing above us, but all I felt was a chaotic rush of absolute ecstasy. It was almost inhumane how much I wanted this.

Darius pulled out with a deep groan, leaving my lips wet and parted. I immediately turned my attention to Gideon. I opened wide and took his length inside, sucking hard while my hand reached down to cup and play with his heavy balls.

Gideon grabbed the back of my head, guiding my rhythm as he began moving his hips into my mouth. His pace stayed slow and steady, unlike his father’s brutal thrusts.

"Lysander," Darius called out.

I pulled off Gideon’s shaft and looked over. Darius had taken a seat on a nearby chair, his legs spread wide, his thick cock standing fully erect and glinting with my saliva.

"Come over here," Darius ordered.

I rose to my feet, my legs shaking. But as I began to lower myself back to my knees in front of him, Gideon grabbed my arm, stopping me.

"Strip," Gideon commanded.

Under their watchful, predatory gaze, I began removing my clothes. Piece by piece, I stripped down until I was completely naked, my own hard cock standing stiff and needy. Gideon walked up to me, running a cool hand down my bare spine.

"Bend over," he whispered into my ear.

I obeyed instantly, my entire body tingling with intense passion as I braced myself to be filled. I lowered my upper body over Darius’s lap, taking Darius’s dick back into my mouth while positioning my hips back for Gideon.

As I wrapped my hand around Darius’s shaft and sucked, I felt two fingers suddenly push into my tight entrance from behind.

I let out a muffled moan around Darius’s length.

Gideon started moving his fingers inside me, stretching me. "You’re so tight, Lysander. For a hole you use so often, you certainly know how to take care of it."

He kept working his fingers in and out, digging deep into my slick center. My knees grew weaker by the second.

Even though it was just his fingers, the sensation was overwhelming. Gideon added a third finger, thrusting repeatedly to open me up, stretching my walls until I was burning for his length.

Darius grabbed my face, forcing me to take him deeper while Gideon fingered me relentlessly. It was all too much and yet not enough at the same time. I wanted more.

Suddenly, Gideon pulled his fingers out. An empty ache washed over me, but before I could even process the loss, I felt the thick tip of Gideon’s cock pressing against my rim.

He shoved all the way inside me in one smooth, forceful movement.

I choked on Darius’s dick as Gideon stood behind me, pounding into my body. He fucked me brutally, his pace fast and unrelenting, as if he wanted to completely rewrite my insides. Loud moans echoed off my throat.

Darius released his grip on my face, letting me pull back slightly so I could moan freely while my hand stroking my own length kept time with Gideon’s thrusts.

Mid-thrust, Gideon leaned down and sank his sharp fangs straight into the skin of my waist. What was supposed to hurt felt inexplicably incredible. The sharp sting mixed with the brutal pounding pushed me to the absolute edge of losing my sanity.

Darius chuckled at my wrecked state. "Swap with me, Gideon."

Gideon agreed, pulling out of my soaked heat. They switched places effortlessly, not even giving me a moment to register their absence. Darius positioned himself behind me and thrust his thick cock deep into my opening, continuing the brutal rhythm right where Gideon left off. Gideon sat down in the chair his father had just vacated.

I lowered my head and began to suck Gideon’s cock, but with Darius pounding into me so violently from behind, I could barely keep up the pace.

Then I felt a warm hand wrap around my own neglected dick.

I looked up through blurred vision to see Gideon staring down at me. "Does your dick feel lonely, Lysander?"

A high-pitched moan escaped me around his length.

"If you want to be touched, all you have to do is say it," Gideon taunted, beginning a slow, agonizing stroke along my shaft.

"Please..." I sobbed out.

"What are you begging for?" Gideon asked softly. "To stop? Or for more?"

I couldn’t answer. I didn’t want them to stop at all. And did I want more? The sudden, filthy thought of more men walking into this small room—of being surrounded by different kinds of dicks all going in and out of me, all here to use me—made my whole body throb with dirty excitement. I wanted that. I wanted to be surrounded, completely consumed, just sucking and getting fucked.

Gideon laughed, breaking through my dark fantasy. "I know who you really are."

He started stroking my dick faster, matching the ruthless pace Darius was setting into my back. The double assault was too much. Pressure built rapidly behind my eyes and in my lower belly. I couldn’t hold it back anymore—I shattered, spilling my warm seed all over Gideon’s hand with a loud, helpless cry.

Gideon laughed, pulling his hand back and wiping it casually. "Look at that. You’re finished, but we’re not."

Darius pulled out of me with a wet snap, leaving me trembling on the floor. My body was sore all over, completely drained, but there was no escaping them.

Darius sat back in the chair and patted his lap. "Climb on top of me and ride."

I had no strength left, but my body obeyed without hesitation. I dragged myself up, climbed onto Darius’s lap, and slowly lowered my raw hole onto his erect cock. I began to move my hips, riding him sensually and slowly, while Gideon stepped up right in front of my face.

I leaned forward and took Gideon back into my mouth. As I sucked Gideon and rode Darius, I felt my dick twitch and harden all over again.

Darius let out a low laugh from underneath me. "Maybe next time Drake should be here, too. To watch... or to join."

The thought flashed through my mind. If Drake were here... would he be disgusted? Or would he be turned on? Would he feel impressed that I was taking two men at once so well, or would he become possessively wild?

He would be furious.

I didn’t know, and right now, I couldn’t bring myself to care. The only thing that mattered were the dicks in front of me and inside me. I kept sucking Gideon greedily, rolling my hips over Darius’s shaft.

"Swap again," Gideon told his father.

They swapped places once more. This time, I sat backward on Gideon’s lap, taking his cock deep inside my ass while Darius stood directly in front of me.

Darius looked down at me and laughed, his eyes filled with dark satisfaction. "You really are a perfect dick taker, aren’t you? You love it so much. How could you not love taking it?"

He pushed his thick, wet cock straight into my mouth, and I wrapped my lips tight around him, sucking with everything I had left.