Page 94 of My Summer Girl

She shudders above me, clenching around my length, and I swear part of me dies as I hold back the orgasm thrashing beneath the surface.

“Only thirty more seconds,” Vex directs, slapping her thighs five times each in quick succession. She clenches around me and I have to clamp my mouth so tight and bite my tongue until blood releases. Red blooms across her fat thighs, and the color suits her so well.

“Look at our poppet,” Vex hums to her. “Even he has more control than you. I think he deserves a reward.”

I don’t nod or agree, I hold my breath, hoping my cock doesn’t explode from how hard it is. If she so much as moves, I’ll combust.

A hand grips my face, and my eyes open and meet the brightest purple ones. “You’re such a good big poppet. Would you like me to take some blood?”

Dulce whimpers. “You’ll take from him?” It’s not sadness or jealousy in her tone, and when I peer over at her, I see a lust darker than any shade of red I’ve ever seen.

Vex nods. “I think it’s time we bond too. If you’re okay with that?”

My chest hammers and tears gather in my eyes. I never imagined being accepted so easily between them, let alone to have a link to Vex along with Dulce.

“Would you like that, poppet?” they nudge, tilting my chin, wanting to give me my moment but also wanting me to know they aren’t going to get mad at the delay in response. Their tone is adoring and hopeful, filled to the brim with emotions I’m unsure how to describe, but I know what they want.

“Yes, Sir.”

“Very well,” they respond, leaning down to my throat. My pulse thrums heavily, beating so loudly in my ears I’m sure they can hear it. “Relax for me. And if you come, it’s okay. Dulce did her first time too. You’ve earned it.”

I let out a shaky breath and watch my little sweet as her eyes shine with excited tears. Vex presses a kiss to my pulse point before licking the vein there, and my cock twitches inside her in response.

“I’m ready,” I sigh, relaxing entirely.

Their teeth drag down my goosebump ridden flesh, the anticipation has me near panting. And when their incisors dig in deep, my cock floods Dulce.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I choke out, feeling my release beat in tandem with my heart. They offer pleasure through the bond, and the way I don’t stop leaking has both mine and Dulce’s bodies shaking.

Vex sucks, and before I can beg them to stop—that the pleasure is too much—they do, licking my throat with purpose.

They tilt my chin back toward the ceiling before leaning forward. Unsure of what they’re about to do, I raise my eyebrows. Their teeth harshly bite into their own tongue, and blood mixes with their saliva, dripping into my opened mouth slowly.

Arousal heightens as they leak inside me. Not waiting for a response, I grip the back of their neck and crash their mouth to mine. My entire body shudders from the taste of them.

They’re smoky, like breathing in fire and warm sugar all at once. My tongue flicks against theirs—tasting, exploring, needing to know what they like.

The need to please them erases every fear that’s been ruminating inside my chest. The bond between us snaps and I feel their lust. Not entirely directed at me, but our mate. Instead of taking over the kiss like they want, they reward my behavior with allowing me to have this moment.

I grip their throat, preening when they sigh into my mouth. Their hands come to my jaw and cup it with heady veneration.

I’m not sure how long we do this, but when we part, I’m shocked to see Dulce holding still. Pride shines in Vex’s expression when they see she behaved.

“Such a good little dove,” they praise. “Ride his cock. You’ve both earned it.”

“Will you help me?” she asks, batting her eyelashes. “My thighs are a little achy.”

Their hum of amusement trickles into the air. Walking behind her, they grip her waist with both palms and raise her. Without an adjustment period, they slam her down on me so aggressively, I’m surprise she doesn’t split in half.

“Now behave, and ride him.”

She doesn’t have to be told twice. She smirks, and lifts above me. The sound it makes while she moves is obscene. Vex biting me made me come to the point it’s slicker than the lake we swam in.

“This is how I did it in the field,” she describes with a punctuated rotation of her hips. “I rode his cock and made us both come.”

“You’re good at it,” they admire. “You’re taking him so well, stretched around him like a pretty princess on her throne.”

She hops, her hips sloppy with rotation, and they lean forward, flicking their tongue across my cock where it slides inside her, and then thrusts it into her entrance as she takes me.

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