Finally, finally Cass had been released from his damn prison. Sure, he'd been aggressively fingered by Gideon, and then Lucian, and then Edgar. All three of them had their fingers in him at one point, Cass suspended between them through sheer will and probably a bit of magic, but Cass had loved every second of it.
Lucian and Gideon kept commenting about how greedy Cass was, how wide he was stretching, and how he kept trying to suck them all in like a damn sinkhole. Cass felt like one, honestly. He was hungry. He was greedy. He wanted everyone and everything inside of him. His chest ached, his holes ached, and his cock wanted to fill others with his seed.
He was in heat.
When they got out of the bathroom, Cass made sure that Lucian was the one on his back on the bed. Why? Well, he had some plans in his head. He knew how good Lucy's thicker cock felt and he wanted Eddie, the sweet man that he was, to experience it.
