Reaching around his mate, Damien's finger found that one spot that had been neglected. Ignoring just how close he was to touching Lucien's cock, Damien applied the slightest bit of pressure to Addy's clit, sending her over the edge.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," chanted Lucien, his hips starting to jackhammer as he lost control. Suddenly, he lunged up, his teeth flashing for a moment.
Damien moved his other arm so that his forearm completely wrapped around Addy's throat seconds before Lucien's teeth sunk into his arm.
Hissing at the pain, Damien continued to stroke Addy's clit as she convulsed around Lucien's cock.
It took a few more minutes for her to ride out her orgasm, slumping between the two of them like a rag doll when she was done.
"Fuck," grunted Lucien, coming to his senses and pulling his head away from Damien's arm. "Sorry about that," he shrugged as blood started to pour out of the wound he had created on his friend's arm.