Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 82036 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 410(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82036 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 410(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
“What if I don't want to?” I tease.
Bear laughs and Snark raises a questioning eyebrow. Viking takes himself in hand and does a lazy stroke, purely for me to look at. And I do. “I'll make you a deal,” he says. “If I pull down your pants and you're not soaking wet at the thought of the three of us worshipping that sexy as fuck body of yours until you scream, I'll let you go.”
Well, if I wasn't wet already, I certainly am now.
I raise an eyebrow at him. “Cocky much?”
“I know what I'm worth.”
Yeah, I bet he does. “I guess I did say that I'm yours.”
“That you did,” says Bear behind me and pulls my shirt upwards. I raise my arms to help, and when it pops off, he throws it aside before leaning in to hiss hoarsely into my ear, “Now prove it.”
Holy shit.
Snark pulls me to my knees, claiming my lips in a nearly violent kiss that leaves me gasping for air. Viking steals me away, pushing me back down to the bed so he can strip off my jeans while Bear works at getting off my bra. The three of them maneuver me like a doll until they've worked every garment loose and I'm as naked as they are.
Reaching with both arms, I capture Bear and Viking's strutting cocks. They're hot, and thick veins pulse under my fingers.
Snark spreads my legs and sinks his teeth into my thigh, just hard enough to make me gasp. Then he moves in for the kill.
The moment his tongue makes contact, I moan and squeeze the guys so hard they hiss. It’s been so long, I was starting to think I imagined how talented Snark’s mouth was, but this is one hell of a reminder. Still, I can’t help teasing. “Am I wet enough? I’m not sure you’re doing a good enough job.”
They flip me over in an instant, so I’m on my knees with my legs spread wide with Snark underneath me. He slaps my ass, hard.
“Ow! Hey!”
Snark cups my mound with his hand. “Question my skills, and you're never getting this tongue back in your tight little pussy,” he says, sounding dead freaking serious. He emphasizes it with another smack. The pain flares up in a welling of heat that surges right into my middle. I moan, even if it reveals that maybe I don't mind so much.
“I think she likes it a little spicy,” says Bear with a laugh. He disentangles my fingers and stands in front of me. His big cock bobs right in my face, with a pearly drop of precum gathered at the tip. I swipe at it with my tongue. “Fuck,” he hisses, then buries his hands in my hair so he can use it as a handle.
The tip of his dick bumps against my lips as he guides me. Before it happens again, I open to let him in. His salty skin slides over my tongue and fills my mouth. It's hard to suck around something so big, but I try. He groans and tightens his grip on my hair as his big body sways. There's a sense of power in making a big man like him weak in the knees.
Then it's my turn to moan around his cock as Snark pulls me back down onto his mouth and thrusts his long tongue into me. I rock my hips against him until he slips back out and sweeps the broadside of it across my clit. I grab onto Bear's muscular hips for support. Now who's getting weak in the knees?
Then Viking is at my back, reaching around to capture my breasts in his hands. His rock hard dick brushes against my back while he captures my nipples between his fingertips. He touches softly, teasing the sensitive skin, then tugs suddenly, sending a surge of passion and hurt through me that makes my nostrils flare for air. “Got to keep you on edge,” he growls.
Bear pulls out. “Fuck, not ready to cum yet. Jesus, I love how you suck cock.”
I gasp, filling my lungs as my heart pounds in my chest. Snark's talented tongue makes it impossible for me to sit still. He grips my ass tight with one hand, but the other's exploring. When his fingertip lightly plays over my asshole I sit up straight with a gasp. “What are you doing?”
He doesn't answer, but to be fair, his mouth is busy. His finger doesn't go away, though. Instead, he massages carefully. It's a little weird, a little new, but it's not unpleasant. Combined with his eager tongue, it's a double attack that has my fingernails digging into Bear's hips.
“Here,” says Viking. “Make her slick.”
Something wet and slippery drips onto my ass, and Snark doesn't waste any time coating his finger and rubbing it into me. The next time he presses his finger into my ass, it slips in easily. I draw a sharp breath at the new sensation.