Page 33 of Fiona's Mates


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His fingers branded her hips as he increased his speed. Her muscles contracted, and she gasped at the renewed burst of heat. He stroked fast until he hammered into her. A moan fell from her lips as he fingered her clit. The familiar low pressure gathered again until the sensation spiraled down. Her heart beat in a fast tempo, drumming in her ears, and her head whirled with the surfeit of pleasure. Fire swarmed over her entire body.

“Fiona, sweetheart.” He nipped her earlobe, and she roared into another climax, the spasm of enjoyment continuing for long seconds.

Leif rocked his hips, and a moment later, his big body convulsed with the force of his release. “Oh, god. That was good.” He collapsed against her until she shoved at his broad chest.

He rolled and arranged her on top of him, their bodies still joined.

“I hadn’t done that for a long time,” he confessed.

“Me neither. I know why I haven’t but why haven’t you?” she asked. “I mean, you don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to.”

“There are single women in Churchill, but sex with them comes with expectations,” Leif said. “It’s better and less stressful if I leave them alone.”

“So you go without sex?”

“I use my hand or I wait until I get down to Winnipeg for business.”

“Oh.”

“And you sweetheart?”

“Robert went out at night a lot. He told me he attended business meetings, and I never questioned him. I should have since he was out fucking other women. I’m lucky I didn’t catch a nasty disease from him. Oh, don’t worry,” she said when Leif spoke. “Once I learned he’d been sleeping with my stepsister, I asked the hospital to run tests for me. I’m clean.”

Leif nodded. “Are you ready to go again?” He palmed a breast, and she sighed her pleasure as she glanced down to see he still had an erection.

She grinned. “Yes.”

“Ah, Fiona. Where have you been all my life?” He lifted her. “Put me inside you.”

She guided him to her entrance and sank down, enjoying the way his heavy cock impaled her and hit sensitive spots. “That is perfect.”

“Feels good on my end,” he said, the tendons of his neck standing out in hard relief. “Ride me now, sweetheart. With luck, we’ll both last longer this time.”

She rose and fell, experimenting with angles. His fingers banded her hips, and she gloried in the tight lust etched into his features. This man wanted her, and his masculine interest left her with a heady and decadent satisfaction. Joy heated her from within while he worked on her outer shell. He reached up to cup one breast, flicking the tight nipple. The coil of energy in her lower body grew bigger and more insistent. Without thinking, she reached down to touch her clit.

“Yes,” she muttered, and the bolts of pleasure jumped into orgasm. When she came back to herself, her heart thumped in a staccato beat, and she’d stopped moving.

“Must be my turn,” he said, and laughter shaded his voice. Leif lifted her, arranged her on all fours in the middle of the mattress and took her from behind.

His cock pulsed and thickened as he drove inside her, the velvet tension rippling to life again. Amazing. She’d never been a multiple orgasm kind of girl, and now she greedily snatched them up like her favorite candy. Leif did three quick strokes and stopped on the last one, fully embedded in her flesh. His cock rippled, and she groaned when he tugged on her nipples. That small jolt of pain let loose lazy ripples in her pussy.Wow. Just wow.

She sank downward onto the mattress, exhausted by the blissful pleasure of sex with Leif.

Leif pulled out of her and padded away from the bed. She’d shift in a minute. She would. She promised herself, but she remained unmoving, her muscles loose and limber with sexual enjoyment.

“Hold still, sweetheart,” Leif said. A warm, damp cloth cleansed the seed from her legs and bathed her delicate tissues. He stood again, then returned to the bed. He slid beneath the covers and drew her against his chest. In the seconds before she dropped into an exhausted slumber, she wondered if having sex with Leif would make trouble with Stig and Kirk. She hoped not, but she’d had a taste of sibling rivalry with her stepsister…