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It took a few moments that felt like minutes for her to get him inside, but when he was in, the sound she made. It was pure delight, and accomplishment. Getting him going was a little slow too, but he was rightly cautious, and once everything was sorted out, and he had his rhythm, she pulled me back to her, and went down on me with a fury I hadn’t seen before. It was intense, and soon I was doing all the techniques I knew to keep my control.
I had to let myself float, just be part of the moment, and not think about too much. If I thought about it, it would be over and I would be spent. I was the pro at this, I wasn’t going to be the first to crack. Well, I knew she had already had at least one, maybe several orgasms, but that didn’t count.
I shuddered at the thought and gripped the base of my cock. A moment slower and I would have filled her mouth, with no warning.
“You fuck me, too.” She sighed as I took a small step back.
“Let her up, mate,” I said. The look on his face was distant, lost. I knew that, he wasn’t trying to lose himself in her either. He nodded, and she made a sad whimpering sound when neither of us were inside her. I popped down on the bed, facing up. Her movements weren’t smooth this time, but when she eased down, there was no resistance. She was achingly wet, and I shuddered. I felt him as he took her again. The reentry was again measured and slow, and that was fine, as long as everyone was mostly holding still, it made it easier to bring my cool back down.
It was different this time, I was used to being in the other position, doing the proverbial driving, while the two of them were under me. All I had to do was just, be there, and that was all. I could roll my hips a little, but that didn’t really matter.
She howled, and kissed me, and bit my neck and my ear.
She would clench up tight, he would groan, and then she would let out a body shuddering shriek and then I would feel heat trickle down my sides. She was coming all over me.
It got inside my head, everything coming together, all the sensations, all of her energy.
I only managed to make a grunt and I came. She felt it, she had to have, it felt like something more than semen leaving my body. She gave a sob sound, and there was that wash of wet heat again.
“Poppet, I’m spent,” he said, and she turned into dead weight above me, her face pressed against mine.
Her bed was too small for the long and close attention that we would share after such a romp, and we were driven to the shower too quickly for my liking. Roan and I had to pick Sadie up and physically carry her to the bathroom. Every time she tried to take a step, her ankle would try to roll, or her knee would fold in an instant.
She started finding a few of her leg bones in the shower, thankfully the shower was ridiculously oversized, one of those installations that gets put on the cover of remodeling and house flipping magazines. Roan held her up first while I soaped and washed her front. Then, I held her while he washed her back.
After the shower was done, we were scrubbed, pink, and smelling of elderflower and some other thing I had never heard of. We carried our queen up to Roan’s bed and deposited her in the middle, and gave her all of that soft attention, soft kisses and caresses, brushed hair and half-whispered words.
She drowsed off quickly.
Neither of us got back up, sleep was much more appealing.
Chapter Fifteen
Sadie…
It was a rare treat for me to wake still between both of my men and rarer still to do it before them and after such a supremely satisfying night as last night’s encounter had been. I hadn’t known what’d possessed me butGod, I wouldn’t mind if it decided to come around and visit a little more often.
I smiled and didn’t move, just closed my eyes again and drifted somewhere between sleep and awake, warm and satiated between my two lovers. I was half draped over Conan with Lach half draped over my back and I had to confess Iadoredit when I got to wake first, and the boys, uninhibited in their dreaming states had a hold of each other as much as me.
I would never bring it up. I wouldnever… but it was nice when they could drop the machismo in sleep and I could catch these glimpses of how deeply they cared for one another, too.
Conan was the first to come up from the depths of his slumber, his deep and even breathing interrupted by a particularly deep breath and an almost startled jerk of his body beneath my cheek.
I felt a hint of a smile tug my lips and I didn’t quite want to give myself away that I was awake first. What can I say? I was feeling mischievous.
Roan’s fingertips found the side of my breast and drifted slowly in a light caress down my body and I sighed out, melting just a little into him. He chuckled and I must have had him convinced I was still soundly sleeping because rather than say anything or try to wake me, he shifted his arm under me slightly and tapped Lach.
“Mate,” he said low and careful and I felt Lach twitch at my back.
“Ungh!” Kyle made an undignified sound and Roan chuckled and made a gesture I couldn’t see, his hand coming off of me and then returning.
Kyle chuckled lightly, the sound you make when you see an adorably sleeping kitten and my heart fluttered. “I love it when she’s like this,” he murmured, shifting slightly and pressing his lips to the back of my shoulder, his breath warm as he breathed me in.
“She’s an angel, isn’t she?” Roan asked, and it was everything to keep my breath moving in and out at its deep, even, and measured pace.
“She’s always been,” Kyle murmured, and his voice was heavy with the ghost of memory.
“I’ve never known you attach to anyone like this, mate,” Conan mused, and I could feel his eyes on me.
