Page 36 of Tall, Dark and Haunted

“I love kissing you,” Red whispers as his fingers wander, touching my nipple in a way that sends a sudden jolt of pleasure straight to my hoo-ha.

He lowers his head to kiss a trail down my neck and over my breasts, nipping gently at my nipple. I arch towards him, moaning loudly.

My moan seems to be enough to remind Topher and Davy what we’re supposed to be doing. Davy—my impatient bunny—flips me over to my back and lines himself up to enter me. He’s practically bouncing with anticipation as he sits back on his haunches, holding his dick in place, sizing it up against my entrance.

“Are you ready?” he asks.

I don’t say anything. I just push against him, feeling the head of his cock run along my slick entrance. It brushes my clit and I cry out, humping against him almost desperately.

Topher pulls my body up slightly so he can move behind me, leaning back on the headboard as his hands explore my body. Davy continues to tease me with his dick, running it along my slit, but not entering me.

“Damn it, Davy,” I moan.

“Do you like that?” he asks, a massive smile on his face. I buck my hips, but he pulls back.

“P-please, Davy, or I swear—”

He pushes into me just a little bit, and I sigh with relief. Except then he pulls out again, leaving me suddenly empty. The damn tease. I feel Topher’s hands stroking my neck, my hair, my chest. Red’s large palm rests on my belly, his thumb drawing slow circles on my skin. And Davy grips my thighs almost painfully as he enters me again and again, each time just the tip, before pulling out.

Over and over, he teases me, until I’m trembling. I manage to choke out, “Davy, please.” But it’s too much. Too good. Too…

“Ahhh,” I cry.

My hips arch as he enters me again. This time he doesn’t stop until I’m full of him, my body wrapping around his. I grip his back, no doubt leaving scratch marks. My cries are muffled by his shoulder as I cling to him.

His hands cup my arse as he plunges into me. His body against mine feels exquisite as I push against his firm arse with my calves until there’s no space between us. I reach out for something, anything, to steady myself, and end up digging my nails into Topher’s knee.

My deer shifter chuckles, taking my hand from his leg and bringing it to his lips. But I hardly notice because I’m too busy gasping for breath as the pleasure begins to build again.

“You’re so beautiful when you’re being fucked,” Topher murmurs, his mouth close to my ear as I lean back into his chest.

With every thrust, the tension in my belly grows until I’m dizzy with it. Davy’s hips are moving quickly now as he pumps into me. I can’t speak. I can’t think. And my body moves of its own accord against him, seeking its satisfaction.

It doesn’t take long before I’m trembling again with another earth-shattering orgasm. Davy continues to thrust into me, making my orgasm last longer.

When he finally finds his release and pulls out, Topher can’t move quick enough. He extricates himself from where he’s sitting behind me and gives me a once over, raising his eyebrow in a provocative way.

“My turn,” he says in a voice that promises that our night is nowhere near finished. I grin in anticipation.