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“You're so warm, Little Bunny,” I breathe over her, watching my fingers disappear inside her. “I can’t wait to feel you around my cock.”
“Atlas,” she cries.
“I think I can make you come in five minutes,” I say, and her wild eyes narrow.
“Bet,” she growls.
“If I do, we get to sleep in your bed tonight.” I’ve never laughed while with a woman.
“Deal,” she says. “If you can’t, you have to beg me to let you.”
“Agreed.”
“Can you stop fucking around?” Luca grumbles. I can see Sally’s wrist moving.
Instead of answering, I glide in and out of her, gaining speed. Her eyes close and I concentrate on making her squeeze the fuck out of my fingers. I use my fingers, my tongue, and my teeth to bring her to the edge. She pulses, and I know she’s close.
“Just wait until you see this pretty pussy, brother,” I growl, and her eyes pop open. “She tastes like cherries.”
“I can’t wait,” he says, and her eyes flutter.
“She’s tight as fuck,” I add, and she whimpers. “Her pussy is throbbing.” I lightly bite her hip as I curl my fingers, dragging them over her G-spot. Her hips thrash as I hit it just right, and I continue to, over and over. “I want to see you cover my fingers,” I encourage, knowing my words affect her the most.
“Atlas, yes, do that again,” she says.
“Begging?” I tease, but do as she asks.
“Never,” she groans. “Encouraging enthusiastically.”
I laugh abruptly. “Fuck, you’re perfect.” I glide my fang over her clit before sucking. She tightens, pulling my fingers deeper, and I move faster. I get her to the point she can no longer hold on, and her cries echo through the car. I don’t stop, letting her ride out the orgasm until the very end and even beyond.
She melts against the console, a little smile on her face.
“We win,” I announce, gently pulling her up into my arms. She collapses against my chest, and I rub circles across her back.
“I wasn’t paying attention to the time,” she pouts.
“Luca?” I ask.
“Brother, her hand was rubbing my cock. Her moans were ringing in the air. You think I was looking at the fucking clock?” He stops the car in front of her apartment building.
“I concede defeat,” she says, propping her chin on my chest. Her eyes are heavy and satisfied. “You win.”
“No begging tonight.” I grin.
I got to taste my mate. Luca got to hear her and have her hand on his cock. Sally came and is sleepy in my arms.
We all win.
Chapter Ten
Luca
“How long have you been watching me?” Sally asks, her eyes closed.
“At least thirty minutes,” I answer, and she opens one eye.
“It can’t be that interesting,” she drawls.
