The Mighty Belthazor

Phoebe loved watching the two of them together and feeling what they were experiencing in her head. When Anders pulled her closer, she curled one leg around one of Cole's and pressed herself close to the two of them.

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Keeping himself braced with one arm, Bel moved the other hand to take Phoebe's, then drew it down Anders's chest. He pressed her hand to Anders's cock, his own hand still over hers, so they both could stroke him.

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Now he felt completely surrounded and claimed by them, so Anders didn't hold back a full-throated moan. His movements got a little more frenzied, since he was trying to pull Bel deeper into him and arch into their hands on his cock at the same time.

"Love you," he gasped.

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Phoebe moved to kiss Cole as they stroked Anders's cock and then leaned in to kiss Anders. Making Anders feel good with Cole added to everything she was experiencing.

"Love you both so much," she murmured.

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"Need you both so damn much," Cole panted, moving faster against Anders, guiding Phoebe's hand to match the rhythm. It wasn't just the sex and the physical pleasure, it was the intimacy, the touching, just being with the two of them that sent his heart racing.

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"Need -- need -- frak, I'm close," Anders whimpered. He was completely overwhelmed with sensation, everything he was hearing and feeling from the two of them making him lightheaded. The sex was incredible -- it always was -- but the emotional connection made things so much more intense.

He ground his ass against Bel, then arched up into Bel and Phoebe's joined hands on his cock, letting out a series of brief, pleading cries.

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Phoebe wasn't sure which of them to kiss first as she could both feel and see them both so close to letting go. She squeezed gently as Cole guided her hand and she kissed Anders, before kissing Cole.

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Cole clenched his teeth, throwing back his head as he cried out and slammed himself hard into Anders a final time. His hand squeezed convulsively around Phoebe's.

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Anders, too, threw back his head and let out a sound of pleasure that was almost a scream; feeling Bel's climax had pushed him to the edge, and he bucked his hips up into their hands on his cock as his entire body went rigid.

He sagged back into the mattress a protracted moment later, his expression as exhaustedly satisfied as Phoebe's had been.

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Phoebe whimpered, tremors going through her as she felt both of them climax. She swallowed, curling as close to the both of them as she possibly could.

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Cole collapsed on top of them both, his breathing still heavy and ragged. "Love you two so much," he managed to get out.

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Anders managed to reach up and run his fingers through Bel's hair; he nuzzled his cheek and kissed him gently, then turned and kissed Phoebe as well. "Love you too . . . and gods, you're good."

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Phoebe wrapped her arms around them both, laying her head where it could be touching both of them.

"He's fan-fucking-tastic," she murmured.

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"You two are pretty hot yourselves," Cole sighed, kissing Phoebe then turning his head to kiss Anders.

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"Comes from being with you," Anders teased him gently. "You're amazing. Both of you."

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"You both are," she murmured.

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"This being stuck in bed thing isn't so bad after all," Cole said. "As long as you guys bring me food."

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