Harper groans before he comes inside me.
I’m ready to collapse on him for a bit when Jay lifts me off, and lifts me up, taking me bridal style into his arms.
He gazes down at me. “I think we should finish this in the bedroom.”
Who am I to argue?
Chapter One-Hundred-Seven
Harper
Everything is so different with Robin. She’s as perverted as we are, which I’m not that surprised about. I mean, she’s mated to us, so she kinda had to be into kinky sex. It’s not just that.
She’s all curves and softness.
Her body is gorgeous, no surprise there.
But I had no idea how sexy a woman could really be.
I’m transfixed as Jay lays her down on the bed, in the middle, of course.
He came all over her breasts so they’re all shiny and her nipples look even better than they did after he sucked them into hard points.
I literally just claimed her, and my dick is rock hard and throbbing to be inside her all over again.
Jay moves over her and licks at the cum he just sprayed onto her.
She moans under his efforts, and I move onto the bed in front of her, climbing between her spread legs. My cum is leaking out of her pink lips, making them look even sexier.
I move down and lick up that drop, making her shiver.
Jay turns and lets out a soft sigh.
“If you’re going to lick our mate, you should learn where her clit is.”
“Hm?” I murmur, looking up at him.
He puts his finger above her lips and moves it around.
She gasps under his touch, and I blink.
“What was that?”
“That’s her clit,” he tells me. “Women have those, and they’re usually what makes them come.”
“Damn. How did I not know that?”
“You watch nothing but French films. I thought the French were supposed to be good at this stuff?”
“It’s not like I watch porn.”
He sighs, shaking his head at me.
“Lick her where I showed you.”
He moves his hand.
I lick the small bit of skin above her lips.
