Cass could barely control his hips. He kept shuddering and shivering, but he couldn't decide if he was trying to move away from Lucian's mouth and tongue, or if he was trying to go towards it. All he knew was that that damn tongue was dangerous, and deep inside of Cass. He was touching parts of him that Cass forgot he could touch.
His body shuddered, his mouth closing around the tip of the cock he was sucking on and muffling the cry that was pulled from his lungs. Lucian hadn't stopped rumbling the moment he had shoved his tongue inside of Cass, and Cass had grasped onto his thighs for support. His whole body was getting a deep, penetrative rumble that made his bones feel weak and his hands feel clammy. Fuck, the man was a damn monster, and Cass couldn't for the life of him think that was a bad thing.
That was when he started getting the idea to suck on the two cocks before him that smelled amazing, looked delicious, and well, were dangling in front of his face like a treat.
