Page 15 of Three Cranky SEALS and a Christmas Menace

“Come here right now.”

She dropped to her knees and crawled to Waylan. He tapped her mouth with the head of his cock. She licked her lips, accidentally licking the broad, gleaming apex of his shaft. And then she wanted more.

Holding his heavy weight with both her hands, she laid kisses down his length, along the river of veins. She tasted his pre-cum and couldn’t get enough of it. She explored every inch of him, taking her time, and then she got greedier. When she did, that’s when Waylan took over.

Gripping her hair, he used it as a means to control her movements. He placed his hand on her throat, then coaxed her to open her mouth wider for him.

“Just relax. Don’t panic. I got you, but I want to slide down your tongue, and I want you to feel the tip of my cock in your throat.”

Trying to stay calm, she opened her mouth and let Waylan slip deep into her. She gagged terribly her first time.

“Fuck. You’re so fucking perfect.”

She couldn’t understand why, when she was gagging all over the place, saliva dripped from the sides of her mouth onto the thighs, her eyes wild. Did he like that?

Feeling empowered, she kept trying and trying again to take him all in.

“You’re killing me,” he said so softly she barely heard him, and for one glorious moment, he did touch her throat. She didn’t want to stop, but Waylan removed his cock from her mouth and lifted her up. He crushed his lips to hers, kissing the breath from her, lighting her on fire. She clung to him.

“Waylan,” she couldn’t help but whisper when he gently stroked her soaked pussy lips while he continued to take possession of every part of her mouth.

She shuddered when Myles came in behind her. His hands on her hips as he kissed the sides of her neck, pressing his cock into her backside. Waylan turned her around, and the instant he could, Myles took hold of her mouth and teased her right over the edge with his brand of possession.

“Fuck, you taste like heaven,” he said against her mouth before he deepened the kiss.

“Myles,” she whispered, solidifying something inside her.

She couldn’t stop quivering with this need to have them. All three of them. When Myles deserted her mouth, Waylan turned her around to face him. He turned his attention to the side of her throat, and her gaze sought out Holden and locked with him.

She wanted all three of them inside her.

And yet she promised herself she wouldn’t go down that route again. She promised she would stop loving them the day she turned eighteen because she knew they were never coming back home to her again. All her pleas for them to return to her were ignored. If they loved her, they would have come to her. They didn’t.

No, Mercedes.

This is different.

It’s a task.

A thing they were doing for me. A favor.

There were no feelings involved.

None whatsoever.

She had to remember that. Always.

She gasped as Waylan lifted her leg up to rest against his thigh. Behind her, the fragrance of cherries and peaches filled the air as Myles brought the nozzle of the bottle of lube from her supplies to her bottom hole.

Oh. My. God.

She clung to Waylan as Myles squeezed the bottle. A jet of cool lubricant was sprayed into the most forbidden part of her body. Embarrassed at their attentiontherehad her wanting to escape their touch, but she couldn’t. She was glued to them now.

What had she done? What had she done? What had she done?

Lube drizzled down her thighs. Still keeping the nozzle of the bottle inside her, Myles bent down and sucked up the trickles of lube from her thighs.

She was shaking with extreme sensation now. She scrunched her eyes closed as Waylan lifted her leg higher. Myles removed the nozzle and probed her ass with one of the butt plugs.

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