Chapter 228

Zoey swallowed thickly.

It was a hard decision. Obviously, Zoey was happy with either. Getting to use Rosalie in any way was the highlight of any given day. More important than what she wanted, though, was what Delta wanted, even if she was deferring the decision to Zoey. Delta and Rosalie had obviously taken a step forward in their relationship, and Delta wanted to celebrate that in a more intimate way.

“I’ll take the back,” Zoey said. “You take the front.”

Delta’s eyes lit up, and Zoey smiled, finding it amusing how obvious her reaction was. That’d obviously been the response she’d been hoping for.

Grabbing Rosalie by the wrist, Zoey guided the blonde to crawl across the bed, then, standing up off the bed herself, she picked Rosalie up. Zoey marveled at how easy it was to do so. With recent advancements, Rosalie weighed nothing at all.

“How does that sound, princess?” she breathed into Rosalie’s ear as she held the girl by her ass, her back pressed into Zoey’s breasts.

Delta slipped off the bed and stood in front of Zoey, grabbing Rosalie’s thighs so the girl’s weight was supported by both their efforts.

“Well?” she repeated to a panting Rosalie. “I get your ass, she gets your pussy. Sounds good to you?”

Rosalie nodded wordlessly, head tilting back as a shiver went through her. She barely seemed to be able to stay upright, hanging limp between them, trusting them with her body.

A thrill went through her at that. Rosalie giving in. The submission on display. The fact that they could have anything they wanted from her, and she’d allow it, in the current needy state she was in.

Zoey pulled out the cleaning lubricant and liberally applied it to herself, also rubbing it into Rosalie’s backdoor. She lined her tip up, and, ahead, Delta did the same for her assigned hole. She seemed wholly enraptured by even just resting her cocktip on Rosalie’s lower lips. The foxgirl was throbbing with need, barely holding back from plunging in. Zoey hoped Rosalie was ready; she didn’t think either of them would be able to be gentle, excited as they were.

“I want you to say it,” Zoey murmured into Rosalie’s ear. “We’re not starting until you do.”

Rosalie squirmed in their grips, feeling both of them nudge against her holes but not enter. “Say what?” she managed to struggle out.

Zoey smirked. She took a second to invent something crude. The content didn’t matter; it just had to fluster Rosalie. Leaning down to put her lips near Rosalie’s ear, she said, “Look your girlfriend in the eye and say, ‘Delta, please put your big, fat, throbbing cock in my stupid pussy. I want you inside me so badly I might die.’ And then we’ll start.”

“W-What?”

Delta was as affected by the words as Rosalie; she shuddered, her grip tightening on Rosalie’s thighs, seemingly fighting every instinct to shove herself in.

“That’s too much,” Rosalie breathed, her panting coming hot and heavy. There was no outrage in the words though. Her eyes were locked on Delta’s, and the same in return. With Zoey’s chin still resting on Rosalie’s shoulder, she got to watch Delta stroking her cock up and down Rosalie’s glistening pussy. The way both of them were quivering with need.

“Then you don’t get what you want,” Zoey purred. “I’ll get you started, if you need. Delta, please put your big, fat, throbbing cock...”

For several long seconds, Rosalie and Delta just stared at each other. Zoey tried not to move too much, keeping her tip prodding Rosalie’s well-lubricated hole.

“D-Delta,” Rosalie finally stammered. Her face turned a shade redder at just saying her name. “Please put your...” She faltered.

“Big, fat, throbbing cock,” Zoey prompted.

“Big, fat, throbbing cock...”

“Into my stupid, needy pussy. I need you inside me so badly I might die.”

Rosalie panted loudly. “Into ... my stupid, needy pussy. I need you inside me so badly I might die.”

And then, with Zoey’s two girlfriends still holding red-faced, panting eye contact with each other, Delta slowly pushed herself forward, sliding her cock inch by inch into Rosalie’s slick heat. Rosalie shuddered and groaned, biting down on her lip as Delta filled her up. The foxgirl took her time, slow and steady, ensuring Rosalie could handle it all.

And when Delta bottomed out, the both of them groaned—before leaning forward to kiss. Slow and intimate, one of Delta’s hands slipped from Rosalie’s thigh to cup her cheeks, pulling her in close. Rosalie made breathless noises as their lips connected, Zoey watching, staying still with her cock throbbing at the entrance of Rosalie’s ass.

“Your turn,” Delta finally said, breaking the kiss with a hazy look in her eyes, forcing herself to focus on Zoey—not wanting to leave her out, however caught up she might be in Rosalie.