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“Your beast is hungry,” Sen said with a pleased nod. “What about your boy here? You ever taken him?”
I’d thought Sen was going to be all Dom-like, ordering me and the boys around, but he was something else altogether. Aidan pulled free of me and collapsed onto the bed, so I moved over and kissed him as we panted.
“Are you—”
“That was fucking hot,” I said, interrupting him. “You felt feral.”
“I was. Still am,” he said, writhing on the bed, his cock twitching and still mostly hard. “You’re gonna wish you never said anything, Flick. My balls have been boiling since I met you.”
“Never,” I said with a smile, running my hand down the side of his face, and his eyes closed as I tangled my fingers in his beard.
“Love you,” he said almost sleepily.
“Love you too.”
When I looked back at the two of them, Sen looked intrigued and Peter worried. He was still hard as a rock, so not that scared, but I saw the frantic swallow of his throat, the urge to pull away as I crawled closer. I made my way up his legs and locked him down when I settled back on my heels, feeling the slick of Aidan’s cum on my thighs.
“You must be wondering what that’d feel like, going in,” Sen said, and both our eyes jerked to him. He rewarded us with a smile. “The thing I love about heats is it gives a woman an excuse to let go and let that greedy little girl inside her come out. The one who wants to eat cake until it makes her sick, guzzle bottles of beer down, feed her appetites. Are you a greedy girl, Flick?”
His words were delivered coolly, seductively, like this was the most tremendous of games, which was of course, sexy as hell. But there was something in them that pricked at me, that I was wanting too much, showing a side of myself that every part of society tried to hold down.
“I think you are,” he said, a hint of steel in his voice, pushing at me, cutting through my paper-thin defences with little effort. “What do you want to do with your mate’s big hard cock?”
“I want to try.” I said that to Peter, not Sen. I watched those troubled brown eyes. “If you don’t want me to—”
“Of course I fucking want to,” Peter growled, then looking instantly abashed. “Every time I touch you or smell you, I dream of it and how it’d feel. But I don’t want to hurt you.”
“So don’t,” Sen said. “Let her take the responsibility from you. You’re just there for her to use for her pleasure.” Something flared hard in Peter’s eyes. Sen rolled into a kneeling position. “I want to come behind you, play with those lush tits and stroke your clit. I’ve seen women take dicks as big or bigger than that before.”
“Here?” Peter asked with a frown.
Sen nodded. When Peter continued to look suspicious, he said, “I can tell you who if you want to compare notes.” Peter shook his head, frowning. “Here,” he said to me, handing me a bottle of lube. “Get him nice and slick. Doesn’t matter how wet you are, more lubricant is going to help things. Now…” He swung around until he was at my back, his hands landing on my shoulders. “You gonna let me touch you as you fight to take that cock, greedy girl?”
When I tipped my head back to reply, he kissed me, slowly, thoroughly, then he waited.
“Yes,” I said finally, rewarded instantly by the stroke of his hands up my spine.
“Good girl.”
“You’ve gotta be clear with me too,” I said to Peter as I held his throbbing cock that now shone with a thick layer of lubricant, the veins standing out proud on the shaft, the head swollen and red. “T
alk to me if you hate this.”
“Can’t hate you,” he grunted out, his eyes fighting to hold mine. I took his hand and squeezed it, then shifted forward, lining him up. Instantly, I was aware of the challenges I was facing. He felt so much bigger when I brushed him against me, which felt great on my clit, but then I moved him down.
“You can do this,” Sen said as he settled against me, his erection poking into my butt, his hands sliding up to cup my breasts. “Fuck, these are nice.”
“So’s that,” I whimpered as his fingers pulled gently on my nipples. He paused when I did.
“I move when you do, sweetness, or until you decide you’ve gone as far as you can.”
“Bossy…”
He laughed at that. “Oh, sweetheart, you have no fucking idea.”
I dragged my eyes open and locked them with Peter’s.
“Ready?”
