Together?”
Foster stroked her cheek, but then he shifted, the slide of
his body against hers almost electric as he meshed with Athanasios’ touch. His
fingers brushed against her sex, and for a moment her breath caught as he eased
his dick closer to where she ached for him. The meeting of him and Athanasios
sparked along her nerves and when he sank into her, she came. Hard and fast, a
bolt of pure pleasure rocketing over her.
Foster remained still, his body tight with tension, letting
her ride out her release. He kissed her, something slow and possessive, and she
wanted to hold him…but Athanasios’ sure hands pinned her, stroked her, nipping
her skin, chasing the remnants of her orgasm and building another.
“We,” Foster grazed her bottom lip as he pulled back, “have
lifetimes together.” He stroked into her and a sharp cry broke from her. Foster
grinned. The wickedness was all him. “Lifetimes of this.”
She strained to kiss him, to lose herself in his mouth, and
Athanasios’ hands and how they fucked her, both of them pushing into her
flesh…but Foster drew back.
“Open your mouth, Fade. Let me watch him fuck you.”
Chapter Nine
“You’re a pervert.”
Foster smirked at her and the devilish ease of it, the
openness caught her heart and spiked yet more heat into her. He was hers. He
leaned in, his lips brushing the shell of her ear. “Tell me it won’t get you
hot. Every hole fucked. My dick, theirs.”
The burning whisper rioted over her flesh and under her
spine, the hard length of a male body pressed against her hot, damp skin. A
single thrust and a dick replaced the tongue in her ass. The delicious friction
forced her strangled moan.
“Admit it, Fade. You want it. Want us. Over and in every
inch of you.”
“Yes…” The word was a moan and Foster loomed over her, his
gaze heated as the shadow that was Athanasios pulsed from him.
The hint of coal and unknown spices filled her senses and
she opened her mouth to the smooth, warm head pressed against her lips. She
licked, her tongue curling and Foster’s own soft groan coiled the tension in
her belly.
“ Ours… ” Athanasios’ voice rippled over her as he sank
into her mouth.
Through the shadows Athanasios formed, Foster watched her,
his face flushed, his skin damp and the fierce expression of want holding him
was almost too much. She closed her eyes, giving herself over to the wild
pleasure that thrummed through her flesh, to the pleasure they wanted to
give her.
Her mind spun, the tension in her body driving need and
pleasure. Her tightness in fighting to breathe wrapped around the fact that
Athanasios fucked her mouth and mixed with the incredible sensation of Foster
stroking into her, meeting Athanasios’ own thrust into her sex. The melding of
the two sparked through her straining muscles. Hands gripped her, her arms, her
thighs, her hips, her breasts, as Athanasios worked to take her ass.
Heat and sweat and the scent of skin and spices surrounded
her, infused her and the inexorable pressure of joy both Foster and Athanasios
drove into her had her body shaking and barely her own.
“Come for us.” Foster’s words, strained and tight, released
her.
Fade screamed against the wild power of the orgasm that
smashed over her. The blazing heat of it whipped through her flesh, swirling,
increasing as Athanasios and then Foster followed her into joy.
She swallowed and licked Athanasios as he came in her mouth,
the sweetness filling her. She sighed as the shadows dissolved, leaving only
Foster’s hot, sweat-slicked body pressed against her own damp skin.
He eased from her and pulled her into his arms, her body too
sated to move. She smiled against his chest, the taste of him on her tongue
mixing with Athanasios. Foster teased back her sweat-tangled hair as she
murmured, “Love you, love you both.”
The press of Athanasios to her spine, the cool strength
wrapping around her sank her mind a little further into
Foster stroked her cheek, but then he shifted, the slide of
his body against hers almost electric as he meshed with Athanasios’ touch. His
fingers brushed against her sex, and for a moment her breath caught as he eased
his dick closer to where she ached for him. The meeting of him and Athanasios
sparked along her nerves and when he sank into her, she came. Hard and fast, a
bolt of pure pleasure rocketing over her.
Foster remained still, his body tight with tension, letting
her ride out her release. He kissed her, something slow and possessive, and she
wanted to hold him…but Athanasios’ sure hands pinned her, stroked her, nipping
her skin, chasing the remnants of her orgasm and building another.
“We,” Foster grazed her bottom lip as he pulled back, “have
lifetimes together.” He stroked into her and a sharp cry broke from her. Foster
grinned. The wickedness was all him. “Lifetimes of this.”
She strained to kiss him, to lose herself in his mouth, and
Athanasios’ hands and how they fucked her, both of them pushing into her
flesh…but Foster drew back.
“Open your mouth, Fade. Let me watch him fuck you.”
Chapter Nine
“You’re a pervert.”
Foster smirked at her and the devilish ease of it, the
openness caught her heart and spiked yet more heat into her. He was hers. He
leaned in, his lips brushing the shell of her ear. “Tell me it won’t get you
hot. Every hole fucked. My dick, theirs.”
The burning whisper rioted over her flesh and under her
spine, the hard length of a male body pressed against her hot, damp skin. A
single thrust and a dick replaced the tongue in her ass. The delicious friction
forced her strangled moan.
“Admit it, Fade. You want it. Want us. Over and in every
inch of you.”
“Yes…” The word was a moan and Foster loomed over her, his
gaze heated as the shadow that was Athanasios pulsed from him.
The hint of coal and unknown spices filled her senses and
she opened her mouth to the smooth, warm head pressed against her lips. She
licked, her tongue curling and Foster’s own soft groan coiled the tension in
her belly.
“ Ours… ” Athanasios’ voice rippled over her as he sank
into her mouth.
Through the shadows Athanasios formed, Foster watched her,
his face flushed, his skin damp and the fierce expression of want holding him
was almost too much. She closed her eyes, giving herself over to the wild
pleasure that thrummed through her flesh, to the pleasure they wanted to
give her.
Her mind spun, the tension in her body driving need and
pleasure. Her tightness in fighting to breathe wrapped around the fact that
Athanasios fucked her mouth and mixed with the incredible sensation of Foster
stroking into her, meeting Athanasios’ own thrust into her sex. The melding of
the two sparked through her straining muscles. Hands gripped her, her arms, her
thighs, her hips, her breasts, as Athanasios worked to take her ass.
Heat and sweat and the scent of skin and spices surrounded
her, infused her and the inexorable pressure of joy both Foster and Athanasios
drove into her had her body shaking and barely her own.
“Come for us.” Foster’s words, strained and tight, released
her.
Fade screamed against the wild power of the orgasm that
smashed over her. The blazing heat of it whipped through her flesh, swirling,
increasing as Athanasios and then Foster followed her into joy.
She swallowed and licked Athanasios as he came in her mouth,
the sweetness filling her. She sighed as the shadows dissolved, leaving only
Foster’s hot, sweat-slicked body pressed against her own damp skin.
He eased from her and pulled her into his arms, her body too
sated to move. She smiled against his chest, the taste of him on her tongue
mixing with Athanasios. Foster teased back her sweat-tangled hair as she
murmured, “Love you, love you both.”
The press of Athanasios to her spine, the cool strength
wrapping around her sank her mind a little further into
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