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He nodded, a sharp thing.
Oh. My. God.
I could see where he would have had problems. If you weren’t suitably warmed up, maybe being out of heat would be an issue, but I had both. I let out a long embarrassing groan, but I couldn’t help it, especially when Sen’s fingers slid down to tease my clit.
“Flick?” came Peter’s strangled response.
“So good,” I panted out. “So full.”
Peter surged forward, his mouth crashing down on mine, but only for a moment. It was too intense, and both of us were reduced to panting against each other’s lips.
“Fuck, Flick, you’re so tight and hot.”
“And about as far as I’m gonna go,” I said when I felt him press against my cervix. I paused there, my legs shaking with the effort of going slow.
“Goddess. So much better than I dreamed.” Each word was punctuated by a frantic kiss.
“You OK, Flick?” Sen asked. “You want Pete to take over?”
“No,” he replied with a snap. “She can control it this way.”
“And so can you. You're not some savage beast. You're not gonna be able to go freaking nuts like a bloke less blessed, but you won’t need to. You’d be jammed up tight against her g-spot and making her feel so good. Let her lie down and rest. I’m gonna lavish all the attention these fucking stupendous tits deserve, because damn, and you’re gonna fuck her until she comes, right?”
“Mmm…” I mumbled, feeling drowsy with the sensation. I wanted to come, it was just there out of reach, but I was too dopey to do anything about it.
“She’s getting pack drunk. Probably all those happy hormones flooding her so she can take you.”
“Fine,” was Peter’s answering snarl.
I was picked up and laid tenderly on the bed, then Peter pulled out, causing me to grab the air and whine, trying to pull him back closer. He returned soon enough, the feel of him pushing in taking my breath away all over again, but then I felt the brushing, then suckling at my nipples, a blunt thumb coming to rub on my clit.
“Oh god…” I cried. “Fuck me.”
“You heard the girl.”
“I know what the fuck to do. We don’t actually need you here.”
“No? You hadn’t sealed the deal until I got here. I know you love her, but that doesn’t necessarily mean treating her with kid gloves. To be blunt, Kade’s head was bigger when he was born than anything you’re packing. So let's make our girl happy and give her what she wants.”
“Our girl?”
I couldn’t focus on the words, my fingers clawing at Peter as he began to move.
Sen sighed. “For the next week at least, she is.”
I’d said I’d wanted to just give in and experience, and that’s what I had to do now. My attention narrowed down to three points of my body—my breasts, my clit, and Peter inside me, and that’s all I had space for. His progress was slow at first, and his cock dragged as he pulled back, pushing up against my g-spot and making me feel that overly swollen, ‘god, I might pee’ feeling, before he drew back again.
There was something almost endless about this, with none of Aidan’s frantic desperation. Peter couldn’t, locking all of that away to keep me safe. But there was something in this I’d never really experienced. I felt completely passive and limp as he worked himself inside me, just one big pleasure receptor being stroked over and over again.
The first time I came was a bit of a surprise to both of us. I was swimming in an ocean of lovely sensation, when my clit abruptly started to throb, my mouth and eyes falling open. Peter’s eyes widened as he felt me tighten around him, every muscle pulling at him as I rode the waves of it, then those brown depths softened.
Even my pleasure, which hadn’t abated as he continued to move and the promise of another orgasm tightened in my spine, faded away at that. Had anyone ever looked at me like this before? Like I hung the sun and the moon, like I was the constellations and beyond? He frowned slightly, with the effort of holding it all back—what he felt, what he wanted to tell me, what he needed to unleash.
“Come, love,” I said, reaching up to stroke his face, his head turning into it. “It’s OK.”
And it was. Sen pulled away, realising he wasn’t needed, as Peter loomed above me, his strokes growing longer and more erratic, his arms shaking as he moved.
“Come,” I moaned, feeling all the pleasure from before and more wash over me. “Give it to me.”
