Page 44 of Protected By the Convicts
Tight and perfect. Sersie dug his fingers into the beautiful globes of her ass as he fully seated himself. As he pulled out, he heard a deep, sensual moan from her. He thrust back in faster this time, his heavy balls slapping her pussy.
“She likes that,” Vaughn said, his head tipped back. “Whatever you’re doing to her, keep going.”
Two more times he thrust into her. Her moans along with how tight she was made him lose control. He spilled into her. A second later before his cock stopped spurting, Vaughn moaned. She pulled off of Vaughn’s cock just as Sersie pulled out of her. He scooped up the cum leaking out of her and rubbed it into her ass. “You okay, Hannah?”
“Mmm,” she said as she collapsed onto her belly. Sersie spooned her from behind, noticing that Vaughn had disappeared as quickly as he’d appeared. Sersie smiled. Family. He was starting to understand what she’d meant.
“That was rather. . . freeing,” Hannah said as he curled his arm around her and pulled her tight to his chest.
“You’re fabulous, Hannah,” he said, kissing the back of her neck. He molded his hand over her breast, settling on the perfect position to sleep.
“Not too bad yourself, Sersie. I especially liked sucking you off while you fucked me.”
He smiled. She knew it had been Vaughn’s cock, but she’d been thinking about Sersie.
Yes, indeed, after seven years on Narkos, Sersie had finally found his home, with Hannah and a unit.
