Page 52 of Amber: Deja Brew

Chapter 20

Amber

“I’m going to make sure you’re good and ready first, Ambear,” Wes says when I’ve stripped down to my panties. He picks me up and presses my naked back against the door. Then he grabs my ass and lifts me high, until my thighs are resting on his shoulders. “That’s better. Now I’m going to stick my finger inside you.”

My inner muscles clench in anticipation as he slowly pushes my panties aside.

“Oh hell, you’re so wet!” he growls, breathing hot air against my naked folds. “I don’t know how long I can do this before I can’t stand it anymore!”

“What happens when you can’t stand it anymore?” I ask.

“Then he plunges his cock inside you and fucks your brains out,” Julian chimes in.

“Slowly,” Wes adds. “And gently, so you don’t get sore. And only if you want me to.”

“Of course I want you to.” I have this urge to laugh and cry and hug my bear shifter all at the same time. Instead, I cry out as he slides a finger all the way in deep and covers me with his mouth.

“That feels so good, Wes!”

“I wish that was my mouth between your legs,” Chase says.

“Or my cock,” Julian says.

“I don’t want you to feel left out,” I tell them, then get distracted by Wes’s tongue. “Faster Wes, oh, right there. Not there. Yes, there. Oh, yes!”

“I won’t feel left out as long as it’s my turn next,” Julian says.

“Or mine,” Chase adds.

“I want your cock in my mouth,” I tell my guys. “Both your cocks, or one of them. I don’t know. I’ve never given a blow job before. Oh, Wes! Yes, just like that... I hope I’m good at giving blow jobs. I want to taste your cock so bad... That’s the spot, Wes. Don’t stop! Oh, your finger feels so good inside me. Your tongue is so warm and wet. Why can’t I stop talking?”

“I kind of like it,” Chase says. “I think it’s hot.”

“I can feel you watching me,” I say.

“We are watching you,” Julian says.

“Are you touching yourself?” I ask. “With my eyes closed, I can’t tell. But I’m picturing you with your hands wrapped around your cocks.”

“I can do that if you want me to,” Julian says.

“Oh, yes. I want your cock in my mouth. Then I won’t be able to talk. I mean, because of the truth spell. I didn't mean for that to sound so dirty. You don’t think I’m dirty, do you?”

“Only in the best way,” Julian says.

“I like when you talk dirty,” Chase adds. “Tell me what you want to do to me.”

“I want to do it on the table,” I confess as Wes gives my clit another hard suck. “Oh yes, Wes, don’t stop.”

“Will you just make her come already so I can fuck her?” Julian demands. “I didn’t mean to say that. I just really want to be buried between your thighs, Bean. And every time Wes moves his head to take a breath, I can see your pink folds glistening, and I want you more.”

“Shit, that’s hot.” I feel my inner muscles contract around Wes’s finger as I picture what Julian must be seeing.

“It’ll be even hotter when I’m inside you,” Julian says.

“It’s only fair that I go first,” Chase argues. “I promised Amber my carrot on our second date, and I didn’t get to give it to her.”

“I don’t think hanging out at the cafe counts as a date,” Julian says.