Page 19 of Claiming Sarah

“I don’t know,” I drawled, my hand gripping my hard cock and giving it a firm stroke. “I like watching the two of you.”

“Get your ass over here, Jac,” Sarah demanded in a firmer tone, and patted the fur next to her.

I settled in beside her, watching as Deacon kissed his way up her spread legs while I played with her soft tits. I sucked her stiff nipples, making her quiver and moan, but I was not the only one. Glancing down once again, I caught sight of Deacon devouring her pussy. Sarah’s spine arched as she dug her heels into his back. Her moans became more frantic as she twisted her fingers in his hair.

Squeezing one of her breasts in my hand, I pressed my mouth against her throat and worked my way up to her ear. “He has a magic tongue, doesn’t he?”

“Yes,” she panted, her hips desperately bucking up to meet Deacon’s mouth.

“I want you to come for us, baby,” I murmured huskily.

“Close,” she squeaked out.

I reached down and pressed Deacon’s head against her pussy, knowing he’d use his long tongue to fuck her and stroke that sensitive spot just inside her channel. She gasped as he did just that, her entire body shuddering with the pleasure of it.

“Now,” I growled.

She gasped as she came. Her body trembled and jerked, and I kissed her, swallowing up her sounds. She clutched her tiny arms around me, holding tight until she simmered down. Then she panted, “No more!”

Deacon was still lapping her pussy as she squirmed, and I fisted my hands in his hair, lifting his face from between her legs. “Get up here.” I growled the order.

He licked and flicked his tongue along her stomach on his way to me. When our mouths finally met, he still tasted like her, and I was jealous. I wasn’t sure who I was more envious of—him or her—but I was jealous, all the same.

He pushed me onto my back and pinned my hands against the fur, a wicked smirk on his lips. “I am not finished with you.”

He licked and bit down my torso, while Sarah settled back against the pillows and watched us with hooded eyes. Deacon and I had fooled around some in front of her before, but I could tell by his fervor he had something specific in mind.

I groaned beneath him, enjoying the feel of his teeth scraping along my skin. He grabbed my cock and stroked me a few times before he licked the length of my shaft and sucked my girth into his mouth. My eyes rolled back from the sensation of his tongue. It was one of my favorite things about blow jobs from Ladrians, but there was something to be said for human blow jobs, as well.The softness of their tongues was unmatched, but Deacon knew exactly what he was doing when it came to pleasuring my cock.

I ran my fingers through his hair and pushed the back of his head to take more of me in his throat. He swallowed against the tip, sending a shockwave of ecstasy through my body. My hips rolled up to meet him.

A gasp caught my ear and it wasn’t mine.

I looked Sarah’s way and saw her touching herself as she watched the two of us. Her busy fingers caressed her tits, her stomach, her pussy. Like she was imagining we were still touching her. But her lust filled eyes were glued to the sight of us, studying every motion.

Reaching over to her, I pulled her onto me, not satisfied with just kisses this time. I maneuvered her small body until she sat on my face. Her clit called to my tongue, her soft thighs cushioned my ears. As she tried to balance herself, I almost felt insulted.

I had her—I wasn’t going to let her fall.

I held her waist, keeping her pressed to my mouth while she gasped and moaned. Her nectar drove me insane. I needed every drop. Soon, I went to the source, shoving my tongue deep inside of her. I found that rough spot that made her cry out and toyed with her there.

She grabbed onto the headboard and rode my face, distracting me from much else, until Deacon’s mouth left my cock. I grunted my discontent and barely heard his words, as her thighs were great earmuffs.

But he said, “Be right back.”

So I focused on the pussy in front of me, diving my tongue in and out of her. I heard them say something, but I was too absorbed in what I was doing to ask about it. Sarah’s body was everything I wanted in a human woman—beautiful, delicious, soft. I squeezed her ass for the feel of it and couldn’t get enough.I kept at her, tongue-fucking her pussy, making her squirm against me. It was all that I wanted to do—

Until Deacon pulled my legs wide apart and knelt in between.

Oh fuck, is he—

His slick, lubricated fingers glided along my ass and dipped inside. I stiffened in surprise.

Gods, it’s been so long, how is this going to work?

One thing I had always loved about Deacon was that he was so formal in his normal daily routine, and so shamelessly brazen in his bedroom. Nothing was off limits when it came to fucking, the more depraved the better. And I loved it.

His fingers felt amazing. First one, then two fingers fucking me there. He stroked my sensitive tail with his other hand. He hit all the right spots, making my body jolt for him.

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