Page 81 of Stealing Mercury
But apparently, almost wasn’t enough to deter him from his chosen course. And hearing them discuss her as if she wasn’t needed in the conversation they were having didn’t cool her need. It only made her more wound up.
Mercury had to know she was ready for him, but he didn’t make a move to shift further over her. He added a second finger then pressed his thumb over her clit.
“Stars, yes.” Her voice shook with need. Both men moaned at hearing her.
Mercury seemed to remember exactly how she liked to be touched, what rhythm drove her wild. He put that knowledge to work, bringing her quickly to the point of orgasm.
The tip of his cock dampened her thigh. She needed to do something to get him inside her. She didn’t want to come around his fingers. She wanted that thick cock filling her up. When had she turned so greedy?
Samantha reached for him, but he had her pinned exactly how he wanted her and apparently letting her touch his cock wasn’t part of his plan.
Lo made a noise, half chuckle and half groan. “I think she wants you to fuck her, Merc.”
She looked over at him. He was still stroking his cock. His hand squeezed the long length as he pulled slow and steady. The tip had gone dark and the slit was weeping with moisture. She knew Mercury would look much the same, pressed against her hip. She groaned.
“Yes,” said Mercury. “She wants me to fuck her. She’s small inside and tight, but she’s so wet I could get all the way in her with one stroke.”
She was glad Lo didn’t feel the need to inform Mercury that he’d done exactly that when they’d been together. Instead he made another half laugh, half groan sound.
“Do it,” he said. “I want to see you shove your cock in her nice and hard. Let her feel how big you are for her.”
Mercury nipped at her chin, drawing her gaze back to his. “Is that what you want,courra? You want me to fuck you nice and hard?”
“Yes.” It was beyond her ability to formulate anything more than that one word. “Yes.” Since it was all she could get to come out, she said it again as if he wasn’t already more than certain of how badly she wanted him.
He nipped at her lips and whispered against them. “I’m going to fuck you hard, but I’m going to do it slow and I’m going to keep space between our bodies so he can watch. Is that okay for you,courra?”
“Yes.” Again she was stuck with the one word and she hoped he wouldn’t be too shocked at her easy compliance.
The thought slipped away as Mercury put his words into action. He moved over her but kept his arms extended. His cock slipped along her folds. All three of them groaned and Samantha looked down to see what Lo was seeing. Mercury’s cock was even harder and more engorged than she’d imagined, and it now glistened with the moisture from where he’d stroked it across her.
She started to reach for him but he moved again, sliding into her, unerringly finding the angle he needed. He shoved forward in a hard thrust that she felt all through her body. She gasped and he leaned forward to kiss her open mouth.
When he pulled back, he slid his cock out slowly then started a pace that was sure to kill her. Her hands slipped along his ribs and his muscles jumped in response. He growled and the strain on his face assured her he was torturing himself along with her.
He was huge inside her and the slow, thorough strokes were going to drive her crazy. Watching his body work, the thrust of his hips, the flex of muscles, made her feel swollen with need and on the edge. It wouldn’t take much. She just needed—she slid one hand down toward her clit. The slightest touch forced a moan across her lips.
Mercury snarled again. His gaze snapped up to Lo. “Hold her hands.”
“No. Please.” She wasn’t above begging at this point.
She would owe Lo some huge favor because he seemed to be on her side.
“She needs it, Merc,” he said.
“Not by her own hand,” Mercury protested.
They were talking over her again. This time it was Samantha who growled. Mercury looked back to her and he must have seen the desperation in her eyes. He lowered his body, wrapped his arms around her and rolled, putting her above him.
He barked-several small noises that seemed to set Lo in motion. Suddenly, he was behind her. Strong, warm hands wrapped around her ribs and he pulled her up to sit astride Mercury’s hips. Mercury was still lodged firmly inside her. The change in position shifted the pressure in a way that made her moan. Lo pressed close behind her, a blazing fire at her back. His fingers stroked across her ribs sending waves of sensation rippling across her skin. Lo banded one arm around her, holding her in place, his other hand dipped down between her legs and—oh. He pressed right where she needed it.
Her pussy clenched around Mercury’s cock, drawing a groan from him. He thrust up and, hands on her hips, pulled her solidly against him. He seemed to be trying to push as far as possible inside her then he retreated, dragging his cock out until only the flared crown stretched her opening. He pulled her down slamming them together again. The strokes were short but intense and every pull moved Lo’s hand on her clit.
“Careful,” said Mercury on a thrust.
“I am,” answered Lo.
She thought they must be talking about his claws, now positioned near her tender flesh. She didn’t feel the claws at all but the small circles he’d started, those she felt to her toes.
