Gideon didn't give Cass any time to recover after his warning, and that also meant he didn't give Edgar any time either.
He wasn't forceful, but he was relentless. Cass' body rocked with each thrust, in turn making Cass slide in and out of Edgar. Cass' cock couldn't catch a break, already hardening from the stimulation so he didn't slip out of Edgar. Cass' hands also made sure that didn't happen, his grip on Edgar sliding down to his ass to hold him in place as Gideon fucked them both.
Edgar's soft, panting breath against Cass' now super-sensitive skin had Cass' body even more on fire. Cass' own lips panted, Gideon's cock a force to be reckoned with as it slid in and out of Cass' ass, filling him with each thrust.
Gone was the man who had needed to be gentled when sliding into Cass for the first time and in its place was a knight who had a damn mission. What was that mission? To completely undo Cass until there wasn't a man left, but instead a pile of melted flesh and bones.
