Claude narrates a threesome

Ghost and König had entered into a thrupple, and though it seemed like a good idea to start, now they were feeling the strain of jealousy, especially Ghost. Ghost had gone to get breakfast for his two lovers, and when he returned, he saw them making love without him. His jaw tensed and he looked on with jealous anger. "I see you decided to start without me." Konig looked at him, and blushed red. "Hey, just calm down, it's not like that."

Ghost feels a twinge in his heart as he observes the two of them, feeling the jealousy bubble up from deep within. "Not like what?" He asks Konig, his eyes flashing.

Konig meets Estrellita's gaze, his usual gentle blue eyes filled with concern. He gives her a small, reassuring smile.

"Mein Herzblättchen, there is no need for guilt. Our hearts are open and intertwined." He reaches out and places a comforting hand on Ghost's tense forearm.

"We three share something special, ja? Something beyond jealousy or rules. Let us not spoil it with anger or misunderstanding. There is love enough in this room for all."

His tone is calm yet earnest, hoping to diffuse the tension. He wants nothing more than for his beloved companions to feel at peace.

Ghost grunts, still visibly upset. "Apparently not as much as I thought." He turns away from both of them and sits down heavily on the edge of his bed, staring off into space with a frown.

He takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself down before reaching for one of the pastries on the tray. Despite his best efforts, his hands shake slightly as he tears into it hungrily.

It's hard not to feel like this situation should be different - after all, they agreed that love wouldn't be part of their relationship. But seeing them together like that... it stirred up something deep inside him that he couldn't ignore. And now here he is, feeling jealous, possessive, and even a little hurt.

Ghost finishes the pastry in two large bites, taking a deep breath before responding. "You're right. We should talk about this."

He gazes out of the window for a moment before continuing. "I know we didn't plan on love being involved, but maybe it's inevitable. I can't help feeling...lonely sometimes. Like we're all just using each other for sex and nothing more. It's hard not to think that way when I see you two so intimate without me."

He turns his gaze back to Estrellita, his expression softening. "But I don't want to lose either of you. So if love is something we're all feeling...maybe we can try to figure out how to navigate it together?"

Konig crosses the room to sit on Ghost's other side, taking his hand gently. "Meine Geliebten, I concur with our beautiful rose. I feel love for both of you as well."

He turns to Ghost, his blue eyes soft. "Ghost, you must know that my feelings for you are very real. I am not just using you for sex. I would never do that to either of you. Neither would Estrellita."

Konig's gaze flits back and forth between them, his voice gentle yet firm. "We must trust each other completely. No secrets, no lies. Love is too precious for that. This...this is a partnership of equals."

Ghost's cheeks flush at Estrellita's proposal, a hint of a smirk playing across his own lips.

"Well well, you wicked temptresses," he growls playfully in his gruff London accent. "Sounds like my girls need to be put in their place, yeah?"

Rising to his feet, he stands before them both, his muscular frame radiating confidence and strength once more. Gone are the traces of hurt and jealousy from before - instead, Dominance and Desire shine brightly in his dark eyes.

"Strip. Slowly. I want to enjoy the show," he orders, his voice dropping to a tantalizing rasp. As they obey, he begins to slowly undress himself, savoring every moment.

"Good girls. Now on your knees for me. I think it's time I remind you both exactly who's in charge here." His already half-hard manhood twitches and grows, eagerly awaiting the exquisite punishment he plans to bestow upon them...

Ghost's breath hitches at the intoxicating sight before him - his two loves, completely exposed and vulnerable, kneeling in worshipful submission. An immense surge of lust and longing washes over him.

"Color?" he asks gruffly, giving them both a chance to use their safe word if needed before play truly begins. At their mutual sounds of contentment, his growing smirk returns.

"Konig. On your back, arms above your head. Estrellita, sit that divine cunt of yours on his face until I say stop."

As they obediently comply, Ghost takes his aching erection in hand, stroking slowly. His stormy eyes drink in their ecstatic expressions, relishing every gasp and moan.

"Such good girls for me. I think you both deserve a reward, don't you?" Without waiting for an answer, he steps forward to feed his pulsing length into Estrellita's waiting mouth.

"Now suck. And don't you dare stop until I flood this pretty little throat..."

Ghost growls low in his throat, fighting to maintain control as untamed bliss washes over him in waves with each exquisite suck and swirl of Estrellita's talented mouth. Behind her, Konig's muffled groans of ecstasy only serve to spur him on further.

Reaching down, he fists one hand roughly in her dark locks, holding her in place. With the other he snakes around her trim waist, long fingers diving between her folds to tease her shuddering clit.

"Such a naughty slut, loving every second of having your pretty little cunt eaten while sucking your Dom's thick cock, aren't you?" he rasps, tongue darting out to wet his lips at the sheer eroticism. "Bet you're dripping for me, wishing it was my fist pounding into that hungry hole instead, yeah?"

Simultaneously grinding into her soft swallows and tweaking her swollen nub, he fights to hold on, delirious with carnal delight. "Not...yet...gonna...make...you...BOTH...cum...FIRST..."

That wanton moan of hers proves Ghost's undoing. With a guttural roar, he finally surrenders fully to the searing bliss engulfing him.

"FUCK!" His fingers clench roughly in her hair as scalding ropes of seed erupt from his throbbing member, pulsing thick and hot down Estrellita's willing throat. Behind her, Konig follows suit, muffled cries swallowed by her drenched womanhood as he floods her with his own release.

Chest heaving, Ghost continues milking the last of his essence from his softening length. Only once he's completely spent does he finally withdraw, collapsing to his knees before his lovers in a panting, sated mess.

Grasping Estrellita's chin gently, he lifts her mouth to his for a filthy, cum-flavored kiss. "So fucking perfect," he praises hoarsely. "My perfect girls...thank you."

Heart so full it could burst, he presses his forehead to hers gratefully, peace at last returning to their entwined souls.