Page 3 of Forever Masked & Mine

Mar grabs the back of his neck, massaging and running her hand up the back of his skull, and any thought that was in that head of his is gone in pure bliss. “Nothing,Luchik.Now, if you keep being good, I might take you two back to that bedroom and put it to good use.”

The smirk that’s covering her face says we’re sure as hell going back there. I look over at Vin to see if he heard all of that, and he raises his brows but gives menothing else to go off of. He has to be fine with a bit of voyeurism, right? He owns a goddamn sex club, for fucks sake. It’ll just be the sounds, too. We’ll at least have the courtesy to close the door. We’re not complete animals.

My eyes fly open to Mar standing over me, as she pats my cheek. I’m guessing I passed out after my second drink. “Your wild ass didn’t drug me again, did you?” I fake gasp like it would be the end of the world if she were to do it again. Not being able to hold my chuckle any longer, I cover my mouth when she looks taken aback.

“I wouldn’t waste a drugging… we’re on a plane.” Her brows are furrowed, making it sound like I should know better. “Come on, we’re going to test out this bedroom. I need you awake to put that mouth of yours to use,” she says loud enough for every person on the damn plane to hear, well, except the still passed-out Blair. Mar grabs my hand and starts dragging Mack and I to the back of the plane.

Mack’s grinning from ear to ear, knowing exactly what kind of show she’s about to put on for these poor flight attendants and Vin. We walk into the bedroom, and if it wasn’t for the constant wind noise from the plane, you wouldn’t even know this was a bedroom on a plane. Mar practically shoves us intothe room and shuts the door behind us. “Strip. Nice and slow.” She climbs up onto the bed, grabbing all the pillows and stacking them against the headboard. She crosses her arm across her chest, covering the picture of The Weeknd that’s on her cropped T-shirt.

Like trained male strippers, we both grab the back of our T-shirts and pull them over our heads in one swift move. Mack doesn’t know where to hold his attention. I can tell he wants to eye fuck me, but he’s waiting for Mar’s next command like it’s his only source of oxygen. “Be good boys and put on a show for Mama.” She really took to the “Mama” name, and to say it makes my cock twitch is an understatement. Something about it sends my breeding kink into space, but without the spawns that come from it…

We’ve all had the kid talk. Mack and I never wanted them beforehand, but it was something we were open to considering if it was a deal breaker for Mar. She never wanted any either, and now being the head of the Russians, that’s the last thing she wants is to bring an innocent soul into this world for it to possibly be used as a pawn. We decided to surprise Mar with vasectomies when we get home for a late wedding gift.

Nothing says thanks for marrying me like cream pies without the worries… right?

Grabbing Mack by his arm, I pull him to me, smashing my lips to his. I slide my other hand around his back, running it up to grip the back of his head. Ipull away enough to mumble over his lips, “I’ve missed this, Baby Boy.” He runs his hands up and down my chest, teasing the waist band of my joggers.

I look over to Mar, and she’s stripped her leggings off and is still sitting up but both knees are dropped out to the sides, leaving her plump pussy on display for us. Mack’s the first to come out of the trance she always seems to have us in. “Fuck, Ma’am, can we?”

She retorts right back, “Can you what?”

“Can we have a taste?” I ask instead because I can’t go another minute without her on me. She nods her head, and I strip out of the rest of my clothes before lying horizontally across the end of the bed. “Baby Boy, did you wear your plug for Daddy?”

He whimpers, “Yes, Daddy.” Turning around so I have a full view of his perfect plugged ass, he pulls his pants down. Mar and I groan at the sight as she climbs on top of my face.

Her favorite ride.

Taking both of my hands and placing them on either side of her pussy, I spread it wide. “This pretty cunt’s already dripping for us.” I use my flat tongue to drag it from her dripping hole to clit until she’s rocking her hips, using me the way she needs.

Mar keeps the commands coming in between moans. “Mack, pull that plug free and sit on Percy’s pretty cock. I want to see that hole of yours stretch to take him.”

He climbs on top of my thighs with the bottle oflube, squirting some onto my dick while pulling the plug free with his other hand. I suck Mar’s clit into my mouth, causing her hands to fly to my hair. “Yes,Papochka,just like that.” She lifts up and looks down at me, still latched onto her, and I pull it between my teeth. She sucks in a breath as I spread her open even further, then I feel Mack notching my cock to his entrance.

I’m pushing two fingers into her, finding her G-spot with ease, while telling both of them, “My future wife is smothering me with her pussy, and my future husband is sinking onto my cock.” A guttural moan leaves me as Mack fully seats himself onto me, and I keep going, “Come for me, Mama, then get on our good boys cock. I want him filling you while I’m filling him.”

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CHAPTER

THREE

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MACK

I’m grinding back and forth on Percy’s huge cock, all while watching Mar completely come undone on his face. She’s using him exactly the way he likes. ?1 Hopefully these poor flight attendants were briefed on who we were…Marcello had to give them a warning, right?

No one can give us a bedroom on a plane and not expect us to fuck in it. Vin’s bound to kick our asses when we walk out of here… non-consenting kink is his least favorite, and that’s exactly what we’re doing to the staff on this plane.

I can’t find it in me to worry about that right now. Mar scoots back off Percy’s face and backs that plump ass right up to me. Giving her a quick pat on the ass, practically begging her, I ask, “Ma’am, can Ihave a quick taste before you sit on my cock. I want to see if Daddy did a good enough job.” I smile down at Percy right before her ass is covering my face as she straightens her legs and bends all the way over.

The gasp that leaves me doesn’t even sound real from the complete shock of her taking my cock into her mouth while upside down. That turns me feral. I suck her swollen clit into my mouth, causing her to scream out, and I start moving my hips again on Percy. I feel her spit dripping down me, coating my balls. She pops off my cock, pulling away from my mouth to tell me, “Had to get my cock nice and wet.”She’s correct—my cock is hers. No questions or protests will come from me.

She’s leaning over, almost flat on Percy, and I’m openly appreciating her beautiful body. Every bit of cellulite, stretch mark, and roll make up the obsession I have for this woman. I’ve always had a deep appreciation for women and what their bodies are capable of. I grab the base of my cock to line it up with her. I rush out, “Are you ready, Sovereign?” She doesn’t bother to answer me. One flick of her hips and her glorious cunt has me swallowed up. I grab two hand fulls of her hips and ass to give them an appreciative shake while moaning, “Fuck I love these.”

Percy pulls his mouth off of one of Mar’s tits, instructing me, “Ride that cock of mine, Baby Boy, and fuck our future wife as she deserves.”

And I do just that.

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