Page 42 of Snowy Secrets

"She more than likes an all-nighter. Don't let her try to convince you otherwise." River's rumbling voice has her cheeks going pink.

"Good to know. I didn't get quite that far last time." And this time, she'll have three of us to wear her out. Nipping her ear, I massage her ass cheeks until she's relaxed back over me.

Let's progress this a little further before either Marcus or River snaps. Running my index and middle finger over her mouth, I order her, "Suck them. All the way."

Bella parts her lips, taking both fingers to the back of her throat to suck and lick. I withdraw from her mouth and spread the moisture around her asshole. The little noise in the back of her throat signals pleasure.

I push against that hole, rubbing and pressing until she unclenches and the tips of my fingers sink in.

Her sharp moan has my hips moving again, nudging her in tiny thrusts as I open her ass up. The moisture from her mouth only goes so far. I catch Marcus's gaze and nod to her ass. "Spit in her ass. Help me lube her up."

Because the inch I've gained isn't enough.

Marcus doesn't hesitate, rearing out of his seat to sink to his knees behind her. I pull my fingers out, holding her ass open as he bends to spit in her. Pushing it inside her, I gain another knuckle, and Bella mewls against my shoulder.

Fuck, yes. She's going to take all three of us and fucking love it. I can tell already.

I give her ass a quick hammering, and she loosens up an inch. We need more lubrication.

"Go grab the olive oil," River suggests, eyes pinned to the way my fingers are fucking her. The fantasy taking shape around us is all-consuming.

Marcus is on his feet again, the slamming of a cupboard lifts Bella's head, and I whisper soothing words, reminding her of how good she feels, how she takes me like a champ, that she can have so much more if she wants it, how much pleasure I plan to deliver.

Waiting for Marcus to return, I leave my fingers two knuckles deep, grabbing her from the inside to slam her down over my cock. Everyone but me freezes at the hot squelch of her wetnessspreading. She's fucking soaked my shaft and balls and thighs, and I never want this to end.

When I come out of it, Bella is making some soft, needy noises against my chest, and Marcus is gripping the glass bottle of oil like his life depends on it.

Withdrawing my fingers, I hold her open again for Marcus to drizzle some over her puckered flesh and my digits. Spreading and dipping, I ram that oil into her ass until my fingers easily glide in and out of her.

My hips are barely moving as I plunder her ass, but her core has a stranglehold on my dick. I wrap my other hand in her hair, arching her back so that her barely covered breasts are just grazing my chest. Her mouth falls open, and she's panting like she's in heat, grinding herself down on me.

Breathing heavily, I nuzzle her throat. "You going to come with me fingering your ass? You like having both of your little holes filled, stretched open, and ravaged?"

The strangled noise that falls out of her has all three of us moaning in return.

How the hell have the two of them been able to hold back with the show she's giving us? I can't let up. Not even a little bit. I need to make her come like this, and she's close. Holding back. Prolonging it.

There's no point.

I plan to take her again and again and again until she can't handle coming one more time. And then, we'll start over.

19

MARCUS

It takes every last scrap of restraint to keep from touching Bella without permission. Because watching Wyatt fuck her at our kitchen table is the sexiest thing I've ever had the privilege to witness firsthand.

Oil makes her skin shine as thick fingers plunge in her ass. I want to replace those digits with my cock, already hard and leaking as I squeeze my hand around my shaft over my boxers.

I can't stand it any longer, reaching forward for the bottle and spinning it. I almost swear fealty to whatever god makes it land on Bella.

Wyatt pauses, nudging her with his nose. "Bottle landed on you, sweetheart."

"Mmm." She's blissed out, riding the waves to a new orgasm. Only the third out of so, so many.

My dare isn't a fair request, but Bella pushed it to this point by daring Wyatt to fuck her in front of us. I can't feel too bad about what comes out of my mouth. "I dare you to try taking both of us."

Her breath catches, and she stiffens for a few seconds before she nods. It's small and barely there, but I see it. No sooner hasshe given me the silent confirmation, than my boxers are hitting the floor, my cock in one hand and oil in the other, before I'm coating myself.

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