Against her belly, his cock found a soft home, and he rocked his hips, adding to the friction.
Fuck, this was so much better than his hand.
Letting out a groan, he bowed his head and pressed a kiss to her temple.So damn grateful for her at that moment that his throat felt thick with the wonder of having her in his life.
“Up,” he ordered out of the blue and she let out a moan as he pulled his fingers away from her.Her eyes were dazed as she looked up at him in question, but before she could do anything silly like complain, he grabbed hold of her, hooked her legs around his arms, then pressed her against the shower wall.
With the water cascading between them, he pushed into her, loving how the liquid gathered and swirled where their bodies were joined.As he fucked into her, filling her with all he had to give, the water slapped against her clit, and each time he thrust into her, she moaned, her head rolling back against the wall, sliding from side to side as he took her the way Mother had intended.
It was ridiculously quick, too quick to his shame, but she didn’t seem to mind.
Before he knew what he was about, she was roaring her release.She reared up from the wall, stunning the shit out of him and nearly knocking them both over before he stacked his feet properly, before she clamped her teeth on his shoulder and bit down.
That, alongside the ripples of her pussy about his shaft, was all he needed to roar out his own release.
That lick of pain made the pleasure all the sweeter, and pleasure was an understatement.
This was so much more than pleasure.It was ecstasy as his mate’s pussy milked him of all he was worth, uniting them in ways she couldn’t even begin to understand yet.
But soon, she would.
When Shawn heardMarc’s roar of release, he wanted to close his eyes against it.To hide from it.
But he couldn’t.
That would have been stupid.
He was fortunate to be a part of El’s life at all.It would be churlish to handle it wrongly, to fail to appreciate how fucking fortunate he was to be here at all.
And, the truth was, the sounds of them having sex wasn’t off-putting.Not totally.His cock was hard, not just from morning wood, but from the sounds they made together… because boy, they weren’t quiet.His lips twitched at the thought, and he surprised himself by being able to find something amusing about this whole situation.
When Marc roared out his release, El moments later doing the same, he shamed himself by palming his cock under the sheets.
He wouldn’t come, but the contact felt good.He squeezed his fist around his dick, needing the pressure.
Holding himself like that, and every now and then sliding his palm over his shaft, he lay in wait.
He knew this morning was the morning.
After the insanity of the recent days, he knew El would want to ground herself in the only things that were cemented in her life.
The men who loved her.
Moments later, he heard the outer door to her connecting bath open.When El appeared in the door that led to her bedroom, without Marc, Shawn realized the other man had left silently from the hall door, and for that, he felt relief.
When he let his gaze drift over El, he was almost stunned at the sight of her.
She’d always been shy.The kind of woman who wrapped up in a towel, then as she headed to the steps to the pool, shrugged out of it quickly, tossing it to the side before she dove into the water to cover herself up again.
Yet, here she was, as naked as the day she was born.
Fuck, she was glorious.
And the fire in her eyes?
It about burned him to ashes.
He leaned up on his elbows, a question in his eyes that was answered by the flames licking hers.
