My knot is still locked in Emily's tight cunt when the door to the suite opens and Dion walks in. He takes in the surroundings and looks at me and Emily. With a smirk on his face, he takes a deep inhale and walks further into the room.
“Looks like you guys started the party without me. Never been in the neon suite before.” Dion smiles at Emily as he looks around the room, taking it all in. I don’t feel the jealousy I thought I would as he smiles down at Emily. His smile is genuine and friendly, and as long as he treats her with respect, we won't have any problems.
I clear my throat, “Yeah, once my uh…knot goes down, you can join in.”
He takes his clothes off until he is just in his boxers. “No rush, man.”
He sits down next to Emily and starts affectionately stroking her hair, the same way I was earlier.
“Hey pretty girl, are you feeling okay?” Dion asks Emily in a sweet voice.
Unbuckling her restraints, I rub her wrists to make sure they are fine. She slowly brings her hands down to rest by her face. I give her lower back a massage as we wait for my knot to release us.
“Mmm, much better now,” she says.
It's the first time she has sounded like herself since we got here. Dion is still stroking her hair as I continue to massage her and she sighs dreamily.
“You let us know what you need. We're here to take care of you and make you feel good. Okay, baby?” Emily makes a moaning noise in response to Dion's question.
She's content and enjoying the touches we’re both giving her. This is what she deserves and needs, to be doted on and adored. This Dion guy doesn’t seem that bad. I think I’ll be able to do this whole sharing thing.
My knot has gone down enough, and I slowly pull out, removing myself. I watch in awe as my cum spills out of her perfect little cunt. Seeing the pink handprint on Emily’s ass, I give it a tender rub.
“Honey, you want to lie down on your back?”
“Please.” Still has manners during her heat. So fucking cute.
I look over at Dion. He grabs her so that I can remove the positioning wedge. I throw the heated blanket we just used into the laundry bin and grab another from the table. Plugging it in and bringing it to Emily. It’s not lost on me that I’m completely naked, walking around like a neanderthal while Dion watches and tends to my girl, but it doesn’t feel wrong. Surprisingly, it feels more right than I could have ever imagined.
Dion is snuggled to her front, while I place the blanket on top of her and cuddle into her back. We all just lay there for a bit. It’s clear that Emily has fallen asleep, and Dion and I are both still awake.
“I’ve never been a part of a heat before. When should I expect her to need more?” I admit to Dion.
He smiles up at the ceiling. “She’ll probably take a little nap and wake up horny as hell.”
I curl Emily closer to me.
“So, I’ve never shared before. I don’t know how I’m going to handle that. I just wanted you to know,”
“I figured, just know all I want to do is make Emily feel good. It’s clear you guys have a connection. If you need me to back off, just let me know man, no worries.”
This guy is chill as fuck. If I got stuck here with dollar store brand Mark Wahlberg, I probably would have beat the shit out of him and gotten kicked out of Heat Haven for life.
“Thanks, man,” I reply, genuinely.
I try to go to sleep after our little heart-to-heart, but I’m too worried about when Emily is going to wake up. Also slightly anxious about my first threesome ever, but I keep pushing that to the back of my mind.
I must have fallen asleep at some point because I’m woken up to the sound of Emily moaning and the clapping of skin. I sit up and watch as Emily rides up and down Dion's length. Her hands are in her hair and she’s in complete ecstasy. Dion doesn’t even look over at me, his eyes are fully focused on Emily as he takes in her cues for pleasure.
I watch her perfect tits bounce up and down as she takes his cock over and over. Dion grunts as Emily changes positions so that her clit is grinding against his pelvis.
I’m taken aback by just how fucking hot the image of my girl reaching euphoria is. I don’t even care that it's not my dick. I just want her to be completely overtaken with pleasure. I don’t know when it happened, but my hand is now on my cock, slowly stroking back and forth as I watch Emily come hard while riding another man. As far as I can tell, Dion still hasn’t finished, but Emily sure has. His abdomen and her thighs are covered in her sweet tasting slick. I just want to spread her open and lick up every last drop.
Emily turns to me, her eyes immediately go to where I’m fucking my fist. Her face lights up with hunger and curiosity.
I can’t stop thinking about her scent and how fucking sweet she tastes.
“I want to eat your pussy,” I tell her with no class whatsoever. “You want me to lap up that wet cunt, while you taste Dion?” I ask her, and she nods her head eagerly in approval.
Dion immediately starts to grab pillows, and I shake my head at him. I have other thoughts in mind. I fucking love all the positioning pillows they have in this place. We are definitely going to need to order some of these when we get home. I grab the half-moon pillow. It allows Emily to be on all fours without having to truly support herself. Giving me the perfect angle to eat her out from behind while she sucks Dion’s dick.
Placing the pillow towards the end of the bed, I motion for Dion to go to one side. While I snatch Emily by the hips to place her on the pillow. I have her on her knees, about to bend her over. Before I do, I kiss her tenderly on the side of her neck and whisper in her ear.
“Are you doing okay, honey?”
She nods her head and grinds her ass on my dick. It makes both Dion and I smile.
“She’s a needy sweet girl, isn’t she?” I tease, and Dion nods his head in agreement.
“Mmhmm, let's take care of her. Is that what you want, baby? You want Griffin's tongue in your pussy while I fill your mouth up with cum?” Dion says as he grabs her under her armpits gently. He lays her in the right position before he grabs his cock and outlines her lips with the tip.
“I think you want to be our little slut, don’t you, Emily?” Dion asks her, removing his dick from her mouth so she can answer his question.
“Yes, fucking give it to me,” she pleads.
Dion laughs and smiles down at Emily, “Greedy little thing, aren’t we? Well, suck my cock then, baby.”
Emily licks his tip and strokes his shaft. I’m so in awe of everything happening in front of me, I completely forgot my task at hand.