Page 262 of The Reluctant Hero

“Yes, that’s it,” he groans with triumph and begins thrusting into me with heavy strokes that moves the orgasm from my clit to a spot inside that leaves me weak.

“I’m cuming, babe,” he pants, staring at the point where we meet with an agonized expression.

His hips jerk, his head straining back again as he grunts. I can feel the splash of heat inside me. His cock kicks, filling me up just like he said he would.

My body goes weak. I barely catch myself with my hands and sprawl across him. His thighs twitch and drop at the same time. We’re both panting and soaked with sweat.

“You’re fucking perfect,” he mutters, holding me to him like a lifeline.

I can’t say a word so I kiss along his neck, up to his jaw. He tilts his head until our panting mouths meet again.

“Stay with me, just like this,” he whispers.

“Ok,” I mutter, my eyes refusing to open.

We catch our breath, enjoying the feeling of being as close as we can be.

Until hard hands grip my hips and lift me off Cade’s softening length.

Cade looks behind me with the smallest smile. His arm holds my shoulders down while the other hand threads through my hair. When he looks at me, the gentleness of his expression surprises me.

“We woke him.”

I blink stupidly as Jake lifts me higher until I’m braced on my knees with my weight on Cade’s chest.

Jake tsks lightly as he lines himself up with my opening.

“You didn’t mark her back, Cadey,” he bites out, barely dipping inside me.

My eyes widen and then flutter shut as he thrusts inside without restraint. My sensitized channel sucks on his erection greedily. I gulp in a breath as Jake moves in me without mercy.

“He looks pissed off,” Cade teases me, rubbing his nose along mine.

Jake groans, lowering my hips until I’m spread wide, straddling Cade. The move allows him to hammer into me harder. I clutch Cade’s shoulder, digging my nails in. A soft whine of sound escapes me.

“That’s better,” Cade murmurs, kissing my panting lips softly. “The look on his face is perfect. He loves your pussy, holding him tight. I’ve never seen him lose it like this.”

Somehow, his words make me weak. A stroke to my frazzled emotions while my body strains toward another orgasm.

Jake begins to mutter in German, his voice broken.

“He says he loves your pussy. You’re wet and perfect. So tight. He’s barely holding his cum in.”

I can’t do anything but whimper as he pounds into me. The shock of his entrance slowly starts building inside me. His tip hits so deep with every quick strike it jolts the peak higher and higher. So high I’m almost afraid to cum.

“J-Jake,” I whimper, helpless against the pleasure.

A hand slides over my waist and delves between my cheeks to press on the rosebud there. A slick fingertip circles and barely presses inside.

“It’s ok, babe. He has you.Wehave you.”

Cade presses his lips to mine, delving inside with his tongue as a finger slowly enters me.

The dual sensation snaps my control. I barely feel myself as I struggle to get more. Of everything.

I’m struggling to meet Jake while Cade croons in my ear that Jake’s eyes just rolled back. That he’s holding the base of his dick so he won’t cum too soon. I dig my nails in and strain to hold on. The hard grip over my hips won’t allow much movement. One hand, Cade’s, the other Jake’s.

A slur of German comes from above me.

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