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The Dom Protects His Puma [Unchained Love 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Cara Adams Page A
Authors: Cara Adams
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and they bubbled across her walls until cream was pouring from her cunt over JB’s cock.
Finally, Omar’s weight was heavy over her back, his cock thrust deep into her ass, and he said, “Now we fuck. You may both come.”
At last!
JB withdrew from her pussy then slammed in hard, the cock ring pressing against her skin. She liked the feel of it, loved the desperation of his strokes, his slight clumsiness because their hands were still bound.
She placed her linked hands around his neck and dragged her nipples across his chest again and again, seeking relief for the ache in her breasts.
But the tension inside her simply coiled harder and harder.
Now the two men were fucking her in tandem, one thrusting in as the other withdrew. She wouldn’t have thought it was possible to be any more highly aroused, but she was. The desire inside her merely cranked up higher and higher until she was wound tighter than any spring and desperate to explode.
Omar lifted her torso up off JB a little, and he pulled on her nipples. The extra tiny bit of attention was all she needed. With a deep wail that seemed to come from her toes, Ramona exploded into an orgasm that gripped the cocks inside her and shook all three of them fiercely. She had no control over herself as her body quaked and shivered, and her internal muscles milked both cocks. Cocks that exploded semen into her the moment she orgasmed. On and on her climax roared, with aftershocks gradually lessening in intensity, until she collapsed between the men, totally exhausted.
Omar climbed off her back and swatted her ass. “Right, let’s get cleaned up and go for a run.”
“Run? I don’t even know if I can stand,” she replied.
“Of course you can. Come on.”
JB kissed her, saying gently, “Up you get, precious,” and she struggled off him and rolled onto the rug. Omar pulled the blindfold off and unlocked the cuffs then grabbed her hand and hauled her to her feet.
“You’re serious? You want us to go for a run?”
“Of course. We’ll go in cat form. JB can get dressed, since he won’t have fur to protect him from the bushes. But first, let me remove JB’s toys.”
“You need to remember I can’t go as fast as you two, either,” said JB, climbing to his feet and standing with his legs apart so Omar could easily reach the cock ring and butt plug.
“Not a problem.” Omar shooed them ahead of him into the house.
* * * *
JB asked them to follow him first and led them to his work shed, where he had a tiny office. He took his old bicycle out of the storeroom there then said, “Now you can run properly, although I still might not be able to keep up if the ground is very rough.”
He wasn’t built to run like they were. His body was chunkier and muscled, perfect for being a builder but less perfect to go running with a panther and a puma. At least this way he had some hope of not being totally left behind and even getting lost. He didn’t have an animal’s sense of direction either, though he was pretty good at knowing his way around the property here at Carnal Connections.
Omar raised his head, his eyes as black in his panther form as they were in his human form, nodded, then led them through the back of the property to the track that followed the fence line.
Sensible plan. With all the work on building the new, high wire fence and the lower, internal electric fence, the cleared area beside the fence line was almost defined enough to be called a track. He should be able to ride the bike reasonably well along it, and they could all check the fence line to ensure there were no fallen trees or anything needing work done on it while they ran and rode.
Who said men can’t multitask? Then he wobbled and had to pedal fast to avoid getting stuck in a deep rut. Still, it was multitasking, and he felt much happier sitting on a bicycle following Omar and Ramona than he would puffing and panting on foot behind them.
Omar had turned out to be an ideal
Finally, Omar’s weight was heavy over her back, his cock thrust deep into her ass, and he said, “Now we fuck. You may both come.”
At last!
JB withdrew from her pussy then slammed in hard, the cock ring pressing against her skin. She liked the feel of it, loved the desperation of his strokes, his slight clumsiness because their hands were still bound.
She placed her linked hands around his neck and dragged her nipples across his chest again and again, seeking relief for the ache in her breasts.
But the tension inside her simply coiled harder and harder.
Now the two men were fucking her in tandem, one thrusting in as the other withdrew. She wouldn’t have thought it was possible to be any more highly aroused, but she was. The desire inside her merely cranked up higher and higher until she was wound tighter than any spring and desperate to explode.
Omar lifted her torso up off JB a little, and he pulled on her nipples. The extra tiny bit of attention was all she needed. With a deep wail that seemed to come from her toes, Ramona exploded into an orgasm that gripped the cocks inside her and shook all three of them fiercely. She had no control over herself as her body quaked and shivered, and her internal muscles milked both cocks. Cocks that exploded semen into her the moment she orgasmed. On and on her climax roared, with aftershocks gradually lessening in intensity, until she collapsed between the men, totally exhausted.
Omar climbed off her back and swatted her ass. “Right, let’s get cleaned up and go for a run.”
“Run? I don’t even know if I can stand,” she replied.
“Of course you can. Come on.”
JB kissed her, saying gently, “Up you get, precious,” and she struggled off him and rolled onto the rug. Omar pulled the blindfold off and unlocked the cuffs then grabbed her hand and hauled her to her feet.
“You’re serious? You want us to go for a run?”
“Of course. We’ll go in cat form. JB can get dressed, since he won’t have fur to protect him from the bushes. But first, let me remove JB’s toys.”
“You need to remember I can’t go as fast as you two, either,” said JB, climbing to his feet and standing with his legs apart so Omar could easily reach the cock ring and butt plug.
“Not a problem.” Omar shooed them ahead of him into the house.
* * * *
JB asked them to follow him first and led them to his work shed, where he had a tiny office. He took his old bicycle out of the storeroom there then said, “Now you can run properly, although I still might not be able to keep up if the ground is very rough.”
He wasn’t built to run like they were. His body was chunkier and muscled, perfect for being a builder but less perfect to go running with a panther and a puma. At least this way he had some hope of not being totally left behind and even getting lost. He didn’t have an animal’s sense of direction either, though he was pretty good at knowing his way around the property here at Carnal Connections.
Omar raised his head, his eyes as black in his panther form as they were in his human form, nodded, then led them through the back of the property to the track that followed the fence line.
Sensible plan. With all the work on building the new, high wire fence and the lower, internal electric fence, the cleared area beside the fence line was almost defined enough to be called a track. He should be able to ride the bike reasonably well along it, and they could all check the fence line to ensure there were no fallen trees or anything needing work done on it while they ran and rode.
Who said men can’t multitask? Then he wobbled and had to pedal fast to avoid getting stuck in a deep rut. Still, it was multitasking, and he felt much happier sitting on a bicycle following Omar and Ramona than he would puffing and panting on foot behind them.
Omar had turned out to be an ideal
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