Page 409 of Bride of Choice

Speaking of biting… Crawling into Buu’s lap, snuggling up against him, I nuzzled my way to his shoulder, and whispered, “I love you. You’re mine. You know that, right?”

“Buu choose Joalee. Joalee Buu’s,” he agreed.

“Good, because I choose you too, Peekaboo.” Tightening my grip in his fur, I sank my teeth into his neck, right then and there in front of everyone.

Buu’s grip on me tightened and he stiffened where he sat cuddling me and cried out. His large body shook and soon every one of his hands had found some part of me to grip and knead.

The soft growls leaving him turned to guttural moans.

“My Joalee,” he choked out, twitching and trembling in place. Fingers fumbled with my clothes. This was hardly the place or time but he’d already gone right for my scars and I was all fired up.

The faint sounds of arguing pricked my ears, Rek cutting in above the rest. “No be near face, then! She wakes, go to bite, blanket over face while move! She bite that! Time run away!”

“Move,” Celuk ordered moments later, followed by a loud scraping sound.

A metallic thunk pricked my ears.

I glanced up in time to spy Odix, Celuk, and Jeh-kal joining all of us on the couch. It was knees to knees, all lined up like a serving line.

I was so hopped up on sexy time juju I could probably go a round with each and every one of them.

To help make sure that was possible, I released my teeth from Buu’s freshly marked flesh to nip at his cheek and inform him, “I need a new love bite, too, my Buu-berry love muffin.”

Rek snorted at the silly nickname but otherwise refrained from any further commenting. His snort was barely audible over all the purrs humming to life around us anyway.

“My Joalee,” Buu choked out, shivering as I raked my short, blunt nails down his chest, and then he eagerly complied.

A harsh cry left me as Buu’s fangs sank deep.

A grunt left him and a soft snarl started up. It tapered off as the hands that fell to my waist began assisting me out of my clothes.

I knew it was Celuk immediately, the scent of him thick as he kneeled behind me.

“Help Buu,” he offered quietly, then pressed a kiss to my shoulder, opposite the shoulder Buu was marking up, to pull back.

It should be odd, shouldn’t it? Sitting here butt assed naked, ready to get rowdy with Buu, surrounded by onlookers. But these weren’t strangers. They weren’t just anybody. These were my mates. MINE.

Buu cupped one of my breasts as his tail slid up between us.

A strangled noise left someone else in the room as Buu lifted me up, adjusting me across his lap so his tail could tease at my slit.

“My Joalee,” he purred. “My Joalee… mine. Take.”

His tail began to breach my channel, slowly tunneling its way in. I rode it for a moment, digging my fingernails into his shoulders as my hips moved in time with his tail.

I knew when Buu was ready to take things further, the head of his cock starting to emerge from its genital pouch, he was so worked up.

Before he could pull his tail free, I dropped down, enveloping his cock as well as his tail. The second the head of his cock pressed to my heat, it shot out, slid deep, and all bets were off.

The initial sting of taking both of them so quickly was worth the tight fit, his cock pulsing, sending my pussy spasming around him.

Buu let out a loud shout, followed by a creaking, clicking keening sound. His hands gripped me everywhere, my ass, hips, shoulders. Head thrown back, he continued to make strange, strangled noises I found rather flattering as I went for broke and rode him until I was making silly sex noises along with him.

When he came, he found his release with a howl of a shout followed by that rush of heat bathing my channel.

“My Joalee,” he panted out over and over, urging me to continue to ride him as he gave me all he had.

His tail slipped free then, slapping to his leg wetly. His cock remained engorged, impaling me to the hilt and pulsing in time to my channel rippling around him.

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