Page 114 of Three of a Kind

“Perfect,” I purr.

Pulling her head to the side, I lick and suck her neck while my hand on her ass guides her to grind against the front of my jeans.

Our arms tangle as she works hers between us to undo my button and zipper. It takes her barely any time at all before my cock is in her hand.

I have to release her mouth to tug the front of her dress down, but when I do, I’m greeted by her heavy tits.

Keeping her in the air is easy, but the height difference is a pain in the ass to get my mouth down to suck and tug on her nipple.

Her fist works my cock against the front of her panties, and I groan when I realize I should have helped her out of them before getting to this point.

Her pregnancy panties aren’t like regular underwear that can be ripped to shreds in two seconds flat. Also, she doesn’t have access to a ton of clothes here, so it would be a dick move to destroy them.

I switch to the other tit, making sure to give it equal attention as my cock leaks all over the front of her panties. Popping off her tit, I fuck her hand and move to give her a playful kiss.

“Let’s get those panties off you,” I murmur, pecking her lips.

She nods, and I help her stand. Once she’s upright on her own, I bend to pull the confining material off. She steps out of them, and I’m right here…

So, I lift the dress and twist my head to give her clit a little kiss too.

Fuck.

I’d love to stretch her out and devour her whole, but that would lead to waking Noble. I’m not really in the mood to share right now, and keeping things quiet feels extra dirty.

I give her clit a final swirl of my tongue and stand up, making sure to flick each nipple on the way up.

Her feet dance around as she tilts her head to look up at me. She’s so fucking beautiful with her tits hanging out the top of her dress and her pink cheeks…

It short-circuits my brain.

I growl, giving her a quick and punishing kiss before spinning her around. She plants her hands on the wall, glancing back at me over her shoulder.

That’s a challenging look if I’ve ever seen one. It might be her taunting me in the bond, but I tug her hips back, making sure her dress is pulled up and out of the way.

I gently knock her feet a little farther apart and jerk my cock against her pussy. Slamming my hips forward, I watch myself disappear inside her. It does my fucking head in.

Not just seeing her drip around me, or the unreal feeling of being inside her bare.

It’s everything.

Even the mental pep talk she’s giving herself about staying quiet.

Her walls milk my cock, like she’s desperate to send me over the edge. Planting a hand on her hip, I curl around her. She’s mostly upright, but at a slight angle, and I use my free hand to pull her hair away from her face.

She wiggles her hips as her need pulses in the bond.

“Are you trying to turn me into a fucking animal?” I growl against the shell of her ear. “You want to send me into rut until all I can think about is plowing you full of load after load of my cum?”

She bites her lip to stifle her moan, but it doesn’t help. My hips slap against hers as every ounce of my restraint seems to dissolve.

When she shoves her ass back, my knot nearly slips inside her, but I really enjoy being able to thrust. It’s an embarrassingly short amount of time later when my balls get tight.

I stretch my hand around to tease her clit.

The bond is incredible.

It feels a little like cheating, but when I’m this close to fucking her full of my cum, I need every advantage I can get.

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