Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 46787 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 187(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46787 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 187(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
“Ronan,” I begged softly. “Please—we need you.”
Still, he held back. I knew what he needed, though—a better view.
“Finn,” I murmured in his ear. “Finn, I want to change things around. I want you to take me from behind.”
“Inside this time, you mean?” he asked hopefully. “I love rubbing against you, Goldie, but I really need to fuck you.”
“Yes, fuck me.” I climbed off his lap and arranged myself on my hands and knees. The moss was soft under my fingers and the wildflowers tickled my naked body.
Finn came around to kneel behind me and I looked up and caught Ronan’s eyes.
“Watch us,” I invited softly. “Watch Finn take me—watch him fuck me.”
And then I felt the broad head of Finn’s cock find the entrance of my pussy and he was thrusting deep inside me, filling me at last.
I threw back my head and moaned as my pleasure overflowed. As a Succubus, this was what I loved the most—deep, pounding penetration. Finn was inexperienced but eager—he soon had a steady rhythm going inside me that had my bare breasts swaying with every deep thrust.
I moaned as I looked up at Ronan again.
“Finn and I need you—join us!” I begged.
18
RONAN
Ishould have walked away.
Turned my back, refused to feel, to feed, to fall.
But Goldie’s hand was in mine—warm…slick with sweat and magic, her eyes glowing like twin moons through the pleasure. She wasn’t asking. Not really. She was offering. Pulling me under with her.
I stepped forward—just one step—and that was all it took. The Clearing swallowed me whole. The air shimmered with heat and sex and enchantment, thick with the scent of Goldie’s arousal and Finn’s release. I felt it in my bones. In my blood. In my Bear.
My knees hit the mossy earth beside her. Goldie, flushed and panting on her hands and knees. Her breasts swayed each time he thrust into her, her nipples still wet from his mouth. Her skin was lit with moonlight—I couldn’t stop looking at her.
At them.
Finn’s hands cupped her hips possessively, his cock still buried inside her. The possessive part of me wanted to growl, to challenge him. But something darker, deeper, more honest whispered stay. Stay and watch. Stay and feel.
My cock throbbed in my jeans, painfully hard and already leaking. Goldie looked at me, licking her lips, her eyes molten with heat.
“I want you in my mouth,” she purred, arching her back. “Let me taste you, Ronan. Give me your cock to suck.”
The words hit me like a blow to the gut. I hesitated only a second, then nodded. I unbuckled my belt with shaking hands, opened my jeans, and my cock sprang free, aching with need.
Goldie leaned forward slowly, carefully, still impaled on Finn’s cock. Her lips brushed my tip. Just a taste. The moment she wrapped her mouth around me and drew me in.
I nearly choked on a groan. Sweet Goddess, her mouth was magic.
I forgot how to breathe. Her tongue swirled over my crown, her lips sealing tightly around me, and the loop between the three of us surged like wildfire. I felt her pleasure from opening to Finn. Felt Finn’s pleasure at being inside her. And now—now—they felt me and my pleasure in her soft, hot mouth. God, where would it end?
I buried my fingers in Goldie’s long, loose curls and let her take me deeper. She moaned around my length and the vibration sent sparks down my spine. My hips jerked forward and I barely stopped myself from thrusting into her throat like a beast.
I wanted her. Wanted to mark her. Mate her. Claim her so thoroughly she’d never think of taking another male again.
And still, I watched.
Finn pulled back slowly, then drove into her again with a growl. His fingers dug into her hips and I could see the slick slide of his cock entering her from behind. Goldie’s body trembled with each thrust, her moans vibrating through me.
Fuck, it was too much. Too good. I shouldn’t have liked watching this. I shouldn’t have wanted it.
But I did. God help me, I wanted both—her mouth on me and Finn inside her. I wanted to see her sandwiched between us, wanton and wild. I wanted to give her everything—and take it too.
“Ronan,” Finn growled, looking at me. “You feel that?”
“I feel it,” I grated out. “Fuck, I feel everything.”
“Then don’t fight it.” He stroked into Goldie again. “Just let it flow.”
Easy for him to say. He’d already let go. I was still holding on by the frayed edge of my soul.
But I couldn’t hold on forever.
Goldie sucked harder, hollowing her cheeks, one hand curling around the base of my cock. She moaned again as Finn slammed into her from behind, the sound guttural, hungry. And still, she gave—more pleasure, more connection, more light.
I felt the Clearing shudder around us. The forest air grew heavy, watching. Waiting. Something big was coming—something that was going to happen to all three of us at once.