The quivering gasp that left Cass' lips had Edgar squeezing his hands tightly.
"You're doing great, baby." Edgar whispered encouragingly. Cass met Edgar's flushed gaze with his own. His eyes were watering, not in pain, but at his own anxious desires and the sheer pressure he felt from Lucian intruding on a part of him he'd never had anything as big in before.
Lucian was cussing in his language as he pushed in deeper, and Cass could barely breathe. He was holding onto Edgar for dear life, Lucian's hands on his ass squeezing hard.
"Oh my god." Cass gasped. Every millimeter that Lucian sank deeper in him felt incredible and terrifying at the same time. It was a euphoric high, his body squeezing and holding him so tight that it had to be hard for Lucian to sink deeper. Yet, he still did and Cass had no way to grapple with it properly.
