Page 24 of Fearless as an Eagle

“I told you I wasn’t going to be gentle,” Bennett says with a chuckle.

My hands scramble for leverage on the bed and I push myself up before shoving my ass back onto his cock. He needs to learn I’m not a delicate flower. I was made for him. I can take whatever he can dish out.

His hands squeeze around my waist and he pulls out only to immediately plunge back in. His thick cock stretches my tight pussy even more than Riley’s did. It stings just enough to give me a hint of pain with my pleasure, making it feel so much more intense. It’s not better or worse than Riley… Just different. Lucky fucking me, I get to enjoy both types of fucking for the rest of my life.

“That’s it, baby. Take my cock. You’re so fucking perfect.” Bennett groans as he continues to thrust harder and faster, jerking my body and making me see stars.

He runs a hand up my back until it tangles in my hair and he pulls my head back, arching my back. His other hand leaves my hip, circling around my front and sliding up to my breast. Then he uses both hands to pull me up onto my knees so my back is flush with his chest. The coarse hair brushes my back as he turns my head to the side.

“I’m so fucking glad I found you,” he growls before slamming his mouth to mine in a searing kiss, not giving me time to reply.

But I’m glad too. So fucking glad my brother’s best friends got trapped in my forest during a freak blizzard. I may have tried to deny it at first, but it’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me and I wouldn’t change it for anything in this world.

Bennett ruts into me from behind as he holds me to him and tries to kiss his way into my very soul. It’s not long before we both find our release. His thrusts stutter as he spurts into me. We both collapse, me onto the bed, him onto me. He quickly pulls out and rolls off of me, not wanting to smother me. A sentiment I can get behind. Don’t get me wrong, I like the heavy weight of a strong man on me as much as the next girl, but I also like to be able to breathe, and I’m currently having problems with the latter, so the former is going to have to be content to lay next to me as we both catch our breath.

Fingers skim up and down my back and I peek my eyes open to see Riley staring down at me with a soft smile. The adoration in his eyes turns my heart to goo. I startle when a warm wet rag gently swipes between my legs. Whipping my head around to look behind me, I meet Mason’s dark eyes as he cleans the mess his two friends made between my legs.

“Such a dirty girl,” he says, smirking down at me.

Fuck. I like that almost as much as when he calls me good girl. What is wrong with me?

Once I’m cleaned to his satisfaction, Mason throws the rag into the corner of the room. Hopefully, someone remembers to put that in the basket later. That would not be a fun surprise to find days from now.

Soft lips meet the back of my thighs and my legs twitch so much I accidentally kick Mason in the stomach.

“Someone’s ticklish,” he teases.

“No, I’m not!” I argue too fast for anyone to believe me, but it was a gut reaction. When people find out I’m ticklish, they try to tickle me. Ihatebeing tickled. There is nothing fun about it for me. Especially when someone is just having fun and I nail them in the nuts. They tend to get all pissy about that.

As if he actually got all that from three words, his next kiss lands just outside of my tickle zone. No idea how he managed that, but I’m just happy he didn’t tickle me some more. His hands are firm on my legs as he smoothes them up to my ass, which he squeezes with both hands before biting one cheek. I jerk away from him but he doesn’t have to chase far when he presses a kiss over the spot.

His hands stroke up my back, pressing firmly from my waist to my shoulders. It feels so good on my sore muscles I whimper into my pillow. When his hands turn and he repeats the motion in the opposite direction, I groan like a hussy as he reaches the small of my back. I was definitely not expecting a massage tonight, but holy fuck. Mason is on massage duty for the rest of forever now and he just started.

“That feel good, love?” Mason murmurs

“Mmmhmmmm,” I mumble into the pillow.Would it be wrong if I said this was my favorite part of the night?

“Yes, yes it would,” Mason answers my unspoken question….Wait, Mason answered me? But I didn’t say anything.

“Yeah, you did. Again. You think you’re just thinking all of this?” Riley snickers in front of me and I open my eyes enough to glare and stick my tongue out at him.

Damn it. This massage has addled my brain. It won’t be long before I’m spilling all of my secrets.

Mason digs his thumbs into me as he pushes up my back until he reaches my shoulders. Once there, he circles his thumbs, kneading my tight muscles. “I think I like your brain a little addled,” he says with a chuckle.

His cock bumps into my pussy lips as he massages my shoulders and now I’m moaning for a whole new reason.

“You want that, Little Bird? You want my cock burried deep inside your cunt?” Mason whispers in my ear and I swear I flood the sheets. “Words, baby, use your words like a good girl,” he says, bucking his hips and digging his head into my lips.

“Yes! Please, Mason,” I moan, wiggling my ass beneath him.

He takes one hand off my back to guide himself into me. Once he’s stuffed me so full I could cry, he massages my back again! This man spends the next thirty minutes, fucking my brains out all while giving me the best back massage of my life. I swear, I come harder than even when I use my toys.

Hell, if I would have known that’s what was waiting for me, I would have looked for my mates years ago!

Chapter 20

Mason

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