Alex slumped against the pool's edge, chest heaving, legs trembling, watching Victoria and Catherine grin at each other like victorious generals surveying a conquered battlefield.

Because that's exactly what he was.

Conquered.

Destroyed.

Absolutely, thoroughly wrecked.

And he'd never felt better in his entire life.

"That was..." He struggled to find words that could encompass what had just happened. "That was so good. You're both... fuck... you're both lethal."

His voice was still wrecked, rough from the groans and curses they'd pulled from him.

Victoria's laugh was breathless but triumphant. "I know."

Catherine just grinned wider, wiping residue from the corner of her mouth, looking thoroughly pleased with herself.

Alex's mind was still reeling, trying to process the reality of what had just occurred.

His first double blowjob.

Two beautiful, powerful women... best friends, no less... competing to destroy him, their mouths and tongues working in devastating tandem.

He'd fantasized about something like this, of course. What man hadn't?

But the fantasy didn't come close to the reality.

The sensation of two warm mouths fighting for access, two sets of hands roaming over his body, two voices... one commanding, one competitive... pushing him higher until he'd shattered between them.

"I never imagined it would be that good," Alex admitted, running a hand through his wet hair. "I mean... I hoped, but..."

"But we exceeded expectations?" Victoria finished, standing gracefully.

"By a lot," Alex confirmed.

Something stirred in him despite his exhaustion.

Despite having just been completely drained.

Because watching them stand there together, water streaming down their naked bodies, sharing that wicked grin of mutual triumph...

It ignited something primal.

"You know..." Alex pushed off from the wall, standing despite his trembling legs. "You both look very pleased with yourselves."

"We earned it," Catherine replied, that new confidence clear in her voice.

"Did you?" Alex took a step toward them. "Because from where I'm standing, you just gave me a preview."

Victoria's eyebrow arched. "A preview?"

"Of what it'll be like," Alex said, his voice dropping lower, rougher, "when I fuck you both. Together."

The words hung in the air.

Catherine's breath caught audibly.

Victoria's smile turned sharp, but there was heat in her gaze that hadn't been there a moment before.

"Confident, aren't you?" Victoria purred, moving closer. "For someone who just got destroyed?"

But instead of retreating, she stepped right up to him, running a finger down his chest.

"Although..." Her voice dropped to something darker. "I'm not done with you yet."

Alex's eyebrow raised. "Not done?"

"Do I look satisfied to you?" Victoria's hand trailed lower, dangerously close. "Watching you fall apart was entertaining. But I'm so fucking horny from all that, I can barely think straight."

Catherine made a small sound of agreement.

"But you look spent from just this," Victoria continued, her smile wicked.

"What happens when you actually have to perform? When you're inside one of us while the other waits?"

She leaned in close, lips brushing his ear.

​"Do you really think you can handle us?" she challenged, her voice dropping to a husky whisper that sent shivers down his spine.

"Both of us? Together? At the exact same time?"

​The challenge hung in the air, heavy and intoxicating.

​Victoria was smirking. Catherine was waiting.

Both of them expected him to hesitate, to be cowed by the sheer intensity of what they were proposing.

​Instead, a slow, dark smile spread across Alex's face.

​"Just two?" He asked softly, the amusement in his voice sharp as a blade.

​He moved.

​Water cascaded off his broad shoulders as he stood up fully, rising from the pool like a titan emerging from the depths.

He didn't look tired anymore. The exhaustion from moments ago had evaporated, burned away, replaced by a terrifying surge of renewed vitality.

​Victoria's eyes dropped instantly to his waist... and widened.

He was rock hard. Again. Twitching with a hunger even more violent than before.

​"I could break ten of you without breaking a sweat, " Alex laughed, the sound low and dangerous.

​He leaned in, his eyes flashing with predatory light.

​"Don't worry about me keeping up. Worry about surviving what I'm about to do to you."

Victoria didn't flinch. She didn't back down.

​Instead, her eyes traced the length of him, dark with appreciation, before meeting his gaze with a smile that matched his ferocity.

​"Oh..." She purred, stepping into his space until her breasts brushed against his wet chest. "God, I love this arrogance."

​She reached down, her hand wrapping boldly around his renewed erection, squeezing with possessive strength.

​"And I'm going to enjoy breaking it even more."

​Catherine stood a few feet away, watching them, and felt her knees threaten to buckle.

​The sight of Alex standing there... massive, unyielding, threatening to break them both... sent liquid heat flooding through her veins.

She was already so wet it was uncomfortable, her body throbbing with a need that the earlier release hadn't satisfied; it had only sharpened it.

​Her mind immediately spiraled into the fantasy he'd painted.

​She imagined herself underneath him on the master bed. His weight crushing her into the mattress. His hands pinning her wrists.

Victoria beside them, whispering instructions, touching her, while Alex drove into Catherine with this same terrifying, animalistic power.

​Both of them wanting him. Competing for him. Being used by him.

​It was everything she wanted.

​​But as she watched Victoria press herself against his wet body... claiming his attention and his cock with such easy, natural possessiveness... a sharp shard of ice pierced through Catherine's heat.

​I'm losing.

​The realization hit her with the precision of a business audit.

​In this dynamic, in this "war" they were proposing, Catherine was at a disadvantage.

Victoria had the experience. She knew Alex's body, his rhythms, his triggers.

They had a shared history, a shorthand language of touch and glances that Catherine couldn't replicate.

​Even just now, during the oral sex, Victoria had led. Catherine had followed.

​If they went upstairs right now, Catherine would just be the... addition. The spicy new toy. The third wheel in their relationship.

​Catherine Blackwood did not do "third wheel."

And she certainly didn't accept second place.

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