Total pages in book: 12
Estimated words: 10487 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 52(@200wpm)___ 42(@250wpm)___ 35(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 10487 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 52(@200wpm)___ 42(@250wpm)___ 35(@300wpm)
She looked properly debauched and so goddamn beautiful in that moment, I couldn’t help but sink to my knees behind her and circle my arms around her waist as I rested my chin on her shoulder.
“You take his dick so well,” I murmured in her ear. Her small whimper was muffled by Mason’s cock stuffed down her throat. “You’re making him feel so good, princess. Doing such a good job for him.” I circled my fingers around her lips, groaning as Mason’s cock slid through my fist, too. “This mouth of yours is so perfect.”
“I’m not gonna last with your hand there,” Mason panted, his hazel eyes more green than gold now. “Jesus fuck—”Macie gripped his hips, holding him in her mouth, and I felt him give in, his cum pumping from his dick into her sinful little mouth. Her eyes drifted closed, and she moaned as she swallowed everything he had to give her.
When he pulled free from her, I took her weight, pressing a kiss to her temple. “You did so good, princess,” I murmured. “Come on. Let’s get you back to bed.”
She nodded, and when I turned her on my lap so I could cradle her to my chest, she wrapped her arms around my neck. Mason ran a hand over her hair, his eyes soft and warm. “I’ll be there in a few,” he told us quietly. “I need to shower.”
I snickered. He shot me a dark look and an eyeroll before I turned, sweeping out of the bathroom to put Macie back to bed. Once she was beneath the covers, I stripped down to my briefs and slid into bed beside her, tucking her back into my arms.
“You know we’re not letting you go, right?” I murmured, not sure if she’d even hear me. I could tell she was already drifting off.
She hummed but didn’t say anything. That was okay, though. I’d make sure she knew her place was right with us wherever we went tomorrow.
6
Macie
When I woke up the next morning, a blizzard was raging outside. The wind was howling, battering against the windows and the door of our motel room. The heater was no longer on, and cold was seeping into the room little by little and bathing over my face while the rest of me was left warm and snug between Joke and Mason.
Joke’s hard cock was pressing against my ass, and when he tightened his arms around me and gave an experimental, tiny thrust against my cheeks, my breath hitched in my throat, and a broken whimper slipped from between my lips. He hummed and pressed his lips to the back of my neck, sending a shiver down my spine.
“Like that, princess?” he murmured. When I nodded, he did it again. Warmth pooled in my belly, and my core clenched around nothing. I felt miserably empty. “Yeah, you like that.”
Suddenly, Mason was gripping my chin and slanting his lips across mine, taking my mouth in a dirty kiss that wreaked havoc on my nerves. I moaned, pressing against him all while I pushed my ass back more on Joke. Mason slid his hand under my shirt, and when his palm covered my breast and his fingers gave my nipples a little squeeze, I swear to fuck, I drenched my panties.
There was something about the way these men touched me, so sure and confident with their big, rough hands that just drove me so quickly to the edge. And I’d barely even been touched yet.
Joke’s fingers played along the band of my sweatpants, and I clenched my thighs together, my breathing quickening. Please, please, please—
“Can we take these off, princess?” Joke asked, his voice a mere rumble near my ear.
“Yes,” I gasped into Mason’s mouth. Mason grunted, and together, he and Joke worked on sliding my sweatpants down and off. Then suddenly, I was on my stomach, and Joke was behind me. The cool air of the room washed over my body, and I shivered. But when Joke gripped my hips, then slid his hands up my torso, warmth flooded me all over again.
“You want us, princess?” Joke asked as he slid his hands back down to hook his fingers inside my thong. I only managed to nod as he slowly pulled my thong down my thighs before tossing them aside to land somewhere on the mattress.
“I can’t hear nodding,” Joke said, lightly smacking my ass.
I squeaked in surprise. “Yes. Yes, I want you both,” I begged.
“Good girl—fuck, baby,” Joke growled, his breath punching from his lungs on a gasp. “Little warning?”
I turned my head to look over my shoulder, my breath stalling in my lungs at the sight of Mason’s massive frame looming behind Joke. He had one hand on Joke’s shoulder, and he was staring down at Joke’s ass, his fingers no doubt inside Joke’s body.