Page 85 of Meet Me In The Dark

“Yours,” he agreed.

“Ours,” Conor corrected, chuckling. And Luke caught the other man’s gaze. There was so much lust there, and so much love. Open and honest, like there was no reason to hide it anymore.

“I love you,” Conor said.

“Same, boss,” Luke said. To Kara: “Come on, sweetheart, you have more cocks to tease.”

Kara rose off his softened cock, his come slipping out of her pussy and trailing down her inner thighs. Marking her as theirs.

But Kara wasn’t done. Kneeling back down, she took his softened cock in her hand and mouth, licking him clean. Then, with a final butterfly of a kiss on the tip of his cock, she redid his pants before taking shaky steps to Micah.

Micah was already hard. Watching Luke and Kara come together without any more friction between them—except for the good kind—was incredibly satisfying, and watching Kara act like the queen she so rightly was made him want to fuck her, badly. She’d grown so much, from that lost woman who thought she belonged nowhere, to this strong, powerful badass who knew she belonged with them.

And he wanted her.Now.

“Kara, baby,” he said. He needed to taste her. Tastethem.

She didn’t make him wait. As if she’d heard him, she pulled his filthy camos off, releasing his cock, and then knelt on top of him, slipping him inside her sopping cunt. She was still dripping with Luke’s come, and feeling the wetness of their combined release on his cock as she slipped down, down, down—it made him equally ecstatic and envious.

But once again, Kara was reading his mind, because she kissed him, open mouthed and hungry, sharing her taste and Luke’s with him until he was drowning in their essence and fucking loving it. She continued kissing him as she began to ride him, slow and confident and completely in control.

“Baby,” he broke away, gasping. “I need you to move faster.”

“No,” she teased, slowing her movements until she was grinding slow figure eights around his cock.

That’s how she wanted it, did she? Fortunately for her, he was happy to beg.

“Please, baby, I need you to move. Fuck me, hard and fast. Make me come.”

She hummed, but began to increase her pace, making Micah’s cock throb. Making his heart hum with her, because no one was a better match for them than her.

“Tease him,” Conor suggested. “Make him work for it.”

Kara hummed again, like she hadn’t quite decided yet. But she slowed back down, leaving Micah trapped between a hard place and a harder place. Every twist of her hips sent shivers of pleasure and heat into his cock, each twist of her lips made him smile right back, so glad she was with him.

Them.

Now.

Completely.

But: “Baby, please, I need you to move.”

“Say the magic words.” Although the words were teasing, her beautiful eyes were serious.

“I love you,” he said.

In reward, she sped up her movements, until she was riding him so hard and fast, she was practically bouncing on his cock. He felt the climax building, his balls heavy with the need to come, but he held tight to his control, needing one more thing from her before he let go.

“Tell me,” he urged.

“I—” she gasped, rising partway off his cock.

“Love—” she hovered above him, a whimper breaking from her lips.

“You!” And she slammed down hard, her pulsing cunt taking him with her.

He came for what felt like forever, releasing everything he wanted and everything he felt and everything he hoped inside her, heart pounding in his chest, beating against hers.

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