Page 48 of Not Your Ordinary Shifter

I raise my eyebrows at the images she pushes into my mind. Her bent over the counter, me thrusting into her from behind.

I point a finger at Charlie. “Watch the kids!”

Connor’s laughter follows me as I chase Reece into the house.

“You have five minutes before I join you,” he calls out.

“Don’t wake Kimberly,” Charlie says. “She’ll be grumpy on the walk home if she doesn’t get any sleep.”

I give him a thumbs-up before I shut the back door. As much as Connor and I share Reece, there are moments when we get our own time with her as well. With three kids, we have to squeeze in those moments when we can. Reece sets the cake in its storage box on the island counter.

Wrapping my arms around her waist, I kiss her temple. “I love you.”

She turns and hooks her arms over my shoulders, affection shining brightly in her eyes. “I love you too.”

Reaching behind her, I use two fingers to scoop off some of the icing on the cake.

“What are you…” Her eyes widen as I bring my fingers forward. “Hey, you’re messing it up!”

While her mouth is open, I wipe the icing on her lips. Her laughter turns into a moan as I kiss her. The sweetness of her and the frosting coats my tongue. I will never get tired of having her. She’s my favorite thing in the world. I never thought I could love someone as much as I love her.

Reece’s hands glide down to the collar of my button-down shirt. She yanks it apart, sending buttons flying everywhere. Pushing my shirt off, she grabs my wrist. Her hooded eyes peer up at me as she slowly slips my fingers into her mouth and sucks them clean.

I groan, imagining my cock there instead. Reece’s lips curve into a seductive smirk; she nudges me back a step and gets on her knees. I run my cake-free hand through her hair as she works on my jeans. She moves my boxers down enough to free my hardened length from its confines.

“Cake,” she says.

Grinning, I pull more icing off the cake and wipe it on my cock. Reece grips my dick in one hand, then licks me from base to tip, cleaning off the majority of the dessert. Sucking me into her mouth, she swallows around the head. The motion of her throat has my knees weakening. I hold on to the counter and her hair to keep me balanced.

Reece bobs her head up and down my shaft. Her moans tell me she’s enjoying this as much as I am.

“God, I love your mouth, woman,” I grunt.

I’m barely conscious of the backdoor opening and closing. I don’t even look up as Connor walks in. A stampede of buffalo could come in and I wouldn’t stop her from what she’s doing.

“My two favorite treats: cake and Reece,” he drawls.

Reece gives me one last full suck before letting me go.

I groan in protest when she stands up. “You couldn’t wait five more minutes, could you?”

“Hell no,” Connor whirls Reece around and yanks her to him for a tongue-tying kiss. When he pulls back, he adds, “Damn, that’s sweet.”

She giggles. Picking her up, Connor walks over to the counter and sits her beside the cake. He removes her shirt and bra while I finish removing the remainder of my clothes. Swiping more than just the decorative top, Connor coats bits of cake and icing on Reece’s chest. He leans down and sucks her tit into his mouth. Reece’s moan is the best sound in the world. I watch as Connor massages the other tit with his messy hand and then cleans the cake from that one too.

I lick my lips as I round the counter. Touching Reece’s shoulders, I guide her back. Connor’s kisses trail down her body as she lies down. Peering up at me, she reaches her hand up to my neck, tugging me forward. I steal more of the frosting and rub it onto Reece’s lips. I capture her mouth with mine, both of us savoring the flavors of the one we love and dessert. Her body shifts. I open my eyes, but don’t unlock our lips, and see Connor removing her pants.

I glide my hand over Reece’s torso. As I pull back, Connor licks it clean. Her whimpers of need fill my mouth and vibrate my tongue as it crashes against hers. The sound of her panties ripping echoes around the room.

My hand touches Connor’s as we both reach for more cake. I move over to her breasts and squeeze the mess onto them. Connor uses his palms to glide the treat over her freshly-shavedpussy. We both lean forward to her with our mouth and tongues, me at her tits and him between her legs.

Overstimulated, Reece’s moans grow louder. I place a hand over her mouth, muffling the sound, even though I really don’t want to. I love the noises she makes, but if we alert Kimberly or wake Michael up, this will be over way too soon.

I can feel the moment Reece’s orgasm ripples through her. She grips my wrist over her mouth, her jaw slack it in a silent cry as her whole body shakes with pleasure.

She’s so fucking beautiful.

By the time she comes back to her senses, Connor has her rolled onto her stomach for his turn. He lines himself up with her entrance from behind and shoves into her. I move closer, easing my cock into her willing mouth.

Connor grabs more of the cake and wipes it on her spine. Thrusting forward, he leans down to lick it off. Reece sucks my cock in rhythm with Connor’s thrusts. As she gets closer to her orgasm, her lips tighten around my dick. She cries out around my length as she topples over the cliff, bringing me to my own orgasm. Connor pounds into her harder, joining us in our euphoria.

Finding our mate was something I never thought would happen for Connor and I, but damn, was it worth it. For Reece and for what we have right now, I’d have waited for a lifetime.

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