She was soft and womanly in all the best ways but her waist was so damn tiny that my thumbs and fingers touched when I lifted her to carry her to the counter. When I sat her down, she tried being ladylike, but I wasn’t having any of that. I decided to push, to see what liberties she’d let me take. Cause I wanted them all.
I wedged my hips between her splayed thighs. Damn if that didn’t send my libido to the fucking moon on a rocket. She hadn’t even kissed me, and I was hard enough to hammer nails.
Grabbing a piece of fruit Declan had cut, I teased her mouth with the strawberry. She opened, her breasts heaving as she panted and bit down. Her blue gaze held mine as I stared into her eyes while she chewed the berry. Juice gathered on her lips, and I had to taste her.
I cupped her face, leaning in slowly, giving her the chance to say no, but she didn’t. Hell, her eyes didn’t even flicker to Declan. I took her mouth, sipping and sucking at her lips while my hands dropped to her thighs. My thumbs brushed back and forth across the tops, pushing closer and closer to the crease where her legs met her torso.
She gasped when my thumbs dipped between her legs near her pussy, and I plunged my tongue into her mouth, taking it the way I wanted to take her. All of her. I wanted her riding my face while Declan fucked hers.
“Jesus fuck, you two are gonna make me come in my pants.”
Marcie squeaked and jerked away from me, her eyes flying to Declan’s. A frustrated growl grew in my chest, but I forced it into submission as I turned my attention to the beautiful, slender column of her neck. Her pulse hummed under my tongue and lips. I sucked the flesh, careful not to leave marks, although I wanted to. So, so much. I wanted to mark her for the world to see. I wanted everyone to know she belonged to me. And to Declan.
“Can I kiss you, sweetness?”
Her heart rate surged, and I said, “She likes that.”
A needy sound vibrated from her throat, but when it came out, Declan’s mouth muffled it. I left the feast of her neck to watch my husband ravage her. Declan was aggressive and passionate with me to the point some people might think we should fight instead of fuck, but the way he kissed her was so different. Reverent almost, but no less sexy.
While Declan kept her mouth busy, I distracted myself with her curves. My hand slid under her top. I nearly whimpered when my fingers encountered her bra, but then sighed when I found the front clasp. It opened easily, and her breasts fell free. I cupped one, weighing it, and thanked all the holy things on the planet.
If she felt this good in my hand, I couldn’t imagine what it would be like to have her bare in front of me, pressing the globes together so I could lick and suck both her nipples at the same time. My thumb brushed her pebbled flesh, and one of her hands landed on my shoulder, her nails digging in. I smirked.
“Fuck, you’re so responsive and needy. I bet your pussy is soaking your panties the way I wish it was drenching my cock.”
The sound she made sent shivers of need through me. I kept teasing her breasts, plucking and pulling her nipples before caressing them softly, a bit of bite before a soothing touch.
My other hand slipped between her thighs.
“Fuck, vato, she’s on fire.”
Declan’s hand slid under mine to feel her. She whimpered, a needy, wanton sound, and he growled, but he didn’t release her mouth.
My mouth found her ear, and I whispered, “Do you wanna ride my fingers, colibrí? Do you want Papi to make you feel extra good?”
The guttural ‘uh huh’ shot through me like a bolt of lightning. I snuck my hand into the waist of her leggings and sighed when I found her flesh bare and wet. Oh, so fucking wet. Dying to taste her, I dipped my fingers between her pussy lips, gathering as much of her nectar as I could before pulling my hand free.
“Vato, look at me,” I ordered, and he pulled from her mouth reluctantly.
I painted his wet, shiny lips with her fluids, then took his mouth with mine. We both moaned. Fuck me, she tasted good on Declan’s mouth. I couldn’t wait to make a feast of him after he’d tongue fucked her to an orgasm or two.
“Good golly, that’s… wow.”
I smirked at the innocent way she cursed. His Adam’s apple slid under my palm when I wrapped my hand around his throat. “Kiss her and make it good, because if she draws attention, you won’t get your prize.”
Defiance flashed white-hot in his eyes, just as it always did when the Domly side of the switch I had married flipped roles on me. I waited, and waited some more, but he kissed me quickly before turning back to take her mouth.
I watched them, wishing we were somewhere private and that she’d taken us up on our offer last night, but it was okay. We had her with us now, and that’s what matters.
I slipped my hand back into her pants. This would work if I wasn’t such a greedy fucker, but I was, so it didn’t. I couldn’t get the right angle. I didn’t want to tease her, at least not completely. No, I wanted to buried my fingers in her dripping pussy until the walls tightened down and refused to let go.
Spotting the paring knife Declan had been using, I pulled my other hand from under her shirt and cut a slit in her leggings.
She wrenched her mouth free and stared at me as I dropped the knife into the sink.
“You… you… Did you… cut a hole in my leggings?”
I shrugged. “I needed more room.”
