Page 95 of Tempting Jupiter
“Jupiter’s first.”
Jupiter caught her hands in his and pressed them to his ribs. “I want your touch, Fee.”
When she stroked her palms over his skin, he slowly lowered himself down to her and she opened her legs for him. The weight and heat of him comforted her even as all the nerve endings in her body sparked back to life. He stroked a hand down to her belly then took hold of himself, as if ready to guide himself into her.
“Foreplay, Jup,” Sen scolded from the top of the bed. “For fuck’s sake, you can’t just—”
And then Jupiter did. He filled her smoothly, stroking every pleasure point. He pressed kisses to her face as he held himself motionless inside her. “She is always ready for me. Isn’t that right, Fee?”
She gave him a halfhearted scowl, but when he moved his hips, sliding his cock slowly out then in again, she broke. She had to admit it. “Yes,” she panted. “That’s right.”
Jupiter palmed her breast, squeezed it gently before lightly pinching her nipple. She couldn’t stop the moan rising in her throat as she arched her back in a plea for more.
She reached a hand back, blindly searching for Sen. “You don’t…have…to…” Jupiter was dragging in and out of her with that same slow roll of his hips. She found it difficult to keep a thought in her head.
Sen squeezed her hand. “Don’t worry, Fee. I’ll get my turn.”
“Sounds…” Her voice trembled. “Like you h-have a plan.”
“Enough talk.” Jupiter pressed down harder against her and changed the position of his hip so that his cock pulled across her clit with each stroke. He kissed her over and over until she thought she’d go mad. Then he lifted his mouth from hers just barely, his quickened breaths rushing with hers. “Now, you may say things likemore, Jupiterandharder, Jupiter.”
“Arrogant,” she whispered. No way would he put words in her mouth.
He wrapped his arms around her, snugged their bodies tight together, and thrust harder. Her breath escaped in a huff. The next time she was prepared and she met him with equal passion, wrapping her legs around him and digging her feet into his calves, leaving herself completely opened to him.
Her heart raced, her body became a raw nerve and she craved everything he could give her. “Harder,” she begged. “Deeper.”
“I’ve missed you, Fee.” His lips were close to hers and he was panting, too.
He thrust even harder. She screamed as pleasure exploded inside her. Trembling, Jupiter went still and held himself deep within her. His piercing gaze sought and held hers. “You feel so good squeezing my cock. I love you, my mate.”
Her eyelids were so heavy, her pleasure-drunk mind tripping on the edge of consciousness, she couldn’t form a response. But his easy, soulful words nestled inside her, putting her world to rights.
***
Still painfully hard, Jupiter pulled out of Feeona and moved to lie beside her. She managed a groan of complaint at his departure, but then Sen was between her legs, pressing kisses to her thighs. Jupiter’s heart raced as he lifted himself onto an elbow to watch Sen gently open her folds and blow across her sensitized flesh. Somehow it made him shiver.
“So pretty and pink,” Sen praised.
Jupiter could only watch. His throat went dry, his breath quickening with anticipation as Sen flicked his tongue lightly along Fee’s swollen flesh then moved to press kisses on the ticklish skin below her belly button. Her stomach jumped. Her muscles twitched. This was the foreplay Sen claimed was so important. Jupiter could see the benefit.
He stroked Fee’s arm and urged her hand closer to his complaining cock. She happily obliged, circling him with lazy strokes. He rewarded her efforts with his own gentle caresses across her collarbone, her breasts, the pulse point on her neck. He wanted to touch every centimeter of her.
Seneca’s graceful body bowed as he slid lower, pressing his belly and hips to the mattress as he returned to her folds, pressing kisses there. Polite, closed lip kisses at first. Then nibbling, licking, sucking kisses that made her arch and squirm. Watching Sen using his lips on her female flesh was almost more erotic than Jupiter could bear. He couldn’t resist the urge to wrap his hand around his cock and stroke as she writhed under Seneca’s attentions. A few mindless strokes and he was on the edge of coming when Sen pressed his tongue against Feeona’s clit. She clutched at his hair with her free hand. “Sen, you’re killing me.”
“Cum for me, Fee.” Sen gave her a boyish grin. “Cum for me, then I get mine.”
Despite the humor, his tone was demanding. Something Jupiter had only recently heard from the younger Dog.
Sen’s tongue stroked directly over her clit and circled as he slipped two fingers inside her. The moment he touched her exactly where and how she needed it, she flew apart all over again. This time they gave her no time to recover. Sen was up and over her in a heartbeat, his cock pushing inside her. He held himself still and kissed her as if he would never get enough of her tongue and her taste and her love. It was the same for him, Jupiter thought. He would never have enough of either of his mates.
The moment he rose on his knees behind Sen, the other Dog stopped kissing Fee and glanced over his shoulder to catch Jupiter’s gaze. His breath was coming so fast, for a moment it almost seemed like fear. But when Jupiter gently set a hand on Sen’s hip, seeking permission, Sen’s eyes darkened to a deep purple. There was tension in Sen’s tightly muscled ass and legs, but that, he knew, was arousal. Jupiter’s heart soared as Sen shifted and let his head drop to Fee’s, leaving Jupiter to seek his pleasure.
Jupiter found the lube and coated his fingers, then shifted closer to stroke the pink skin around Sen’s opening. The younger Dog was breathing harder, his chest expanding with each labored breath. Fee’s arms went around Sen, drawing him down to cradle his head against her breasts. Her eyes were open as she stroked his silken white hair and met Jupiter’s gaze. Trust and pleasure and love drifted together in her mysterious brown eyes.
She smiled and mouthed the word “foreplay.”
Jupiter’s heart skipped with love for her. For her and for the magnificent Dog between them. Sen had told Jupiter about the importance of readying him. Jupiter had even let Sen dull some of his claws with a file for this. Focus and control would be important here. He slipped a single finger inside the tight heat of Sen’s body. There was a clench of protest, then Sen’s muscles eased and his back arched, tilting his ass higher for Jupiter. After a few strokes, carefully, he added a second finger. He worked his fingers gently, beckoning pleasure, until Sen began to squirm.
