Page 62 of Bear
Her eyes roll back in her head, and her hands clench the sheets at her sides. “Oh, shit, Gid. Fuck. I forgot how big you are.” The walls of her pussy clamp down on me as I drive in and withdraw. Her breath stutters.
Mason and Duke break their kiss, both panting raggedly, momentarily distracted by her comment. Heat hits my cheeks as all eyes are now on my massive dick.
“And here I thought the monster cock was probably just a rumor.” Mason smirks at me.
“Shut the fuck up. We’ve changed in locker rooms together half our lives,” I growl.
His lips curve, a naughty twinkle in his eye. “Kidding, kidding.”
Thrusting inside Lennon, I watch as her body stretches to accept my thick cock, and, as I had surmised, found I don’t mind Mason and Duke watching. Fuck, she feels so good, I will gladly wait “my turn” any day of the week if it ends with my dick burrowing inside her.
“Duke.” Lennon bites her lip and moans out, “I want to suck you off.” His cock is coated with her juices, the same way mine currently is. So slick. My brain hurtles into space as my balls throb with need.
I have no idea how Duke had intended for this to go, but he looks for a moment like he might pass out. He gets over it quickly, though, moving close to where her head is turned. Her eyes flick up to meet his as she grasps the base of his dick, firmly stroking. The look that passes between them is heady, but when she turns and our eyes connect, there’s no less electricity there. “Make me come, Bear. While he’s fucking my mouth.”
Jesus, the things that fall from those sweet lips.I grunt, the sounds we’re making with every snap of my hips and every wet slap of our bodies together threatens to send me over the edge, make me come. Keeping up a slow but steady pace, I gesture with my chin. “She could use some help if that’s going to work, Mase.” At my suggestion, her pussy muscles flutter around my dick. My jaw clenches hard, lust raging through my body as I try not to think about what we’re doing.
Mason nods in agreement and seats himself behind Lennon, propping her up. He places his hand over hers on Duke’s cock, then whispers in her ear. Lennon gulps, her eyes going as wide as saucers. She removes her hand from Duke and lets Mason’s hand take the place of hers. Duke groans out, “Oh, fuuuck.”
Pushing into her a few more times, my head buzzes with the realization that Mason intends to jerk Duke while Lennon takes him in her mouth. It’s a hot minute before I can even wrap my head around what this will be like for Duke, a masculine hand that isn’t his own on his cock, paired with Lennon’s warm, wet mouth.
I shudder. It’s hot. I don’t think it’ll ever be me, but fucked if I’m not going to enjoy watching how it plays out. My head twists cautiously around the idea that I’ll also be participating. I’m the one responsible for making sure she gets off. With that in mind, I pull out and lower my face between her legs, delivering a few long, lapping licks to her cunt, swirling my tongue over every inch of her.
She cries out, “Ohfuckyes. Keep doing that.”
I groan as Lennon’s hips begin to buck against my face, and she lets out a strangled noise as I spear my tongue inside her, licking at her inner walls. She tastes tart but a little sweet—deliciously feminine—and completely aroused by what we’re doing.
It’s a fact. I feel the words beating within my heart, pounding through my head—I will do anything for her. Anything at all that she asks of me.
And tonight, we’ve just gotten started.
TWENTY-EIGHT
DUKE
Holy fuck.My chest jerks. This thing we’re doing, my head won’t fuckin’ wrap around it. The physical stuff, the emotions… justfuck.I give myself a mental shake and drag in a breath. My skull feels like it’s in a vice that keeps tightening, turning everything happening in front of me—fuck, happeningtome—into some sort of hazy wild dream.
My heart thumps erratically as my gaze skates over Lennon’s naked body—the one girl I was never meant to have, much less want. But it’s time to admit it—at least to myself—Idowant her. And the scary part is it’s not simply that I want to sink my dick in her again. I’ve found myself beginning to look for ways to be close to her, to make her see me as more than the asshole stepbrother she was forced to move in with. The time I spend thinking about her is damn near all-consuming. My head screams at me, telling me I’m being a fucking idiot, that it’ll cause so many problems. But—and here’s the kicker—if I’m not supposed to be with her, I’m unsure how we’ve landed where we have.Again.I keep coming back for more. I tried to distance myself, but something inside me is so drawn to her, I simply can’t anymore. I’m fucking done denying myself.
I need Lennon. Want to feel her lips on mine. Am dying to have her hands all over me. Need her in any way she’ll let me have her. Every way.
A breath heaves from my chest, my attention diverting as Mason begins to stroke my dick with his dexterous hand. Heat fires through me. “F-Fuck,” I bite out, trying to keep some semblance of control.
I don’t think I’m fooling anyone. I’m about to lose it. This guy. My friend. He’s going to fuck me up royally. My heart seizes, clamping down so hard on itself I can hardly breathe. Because I wanthim, too.
Mason’s gritty, rough voice finds its way to me through the mire of thoughts bogging me down, and I turn my head toward it, finding myself under the heat of his stare, his eyes piercing mine. “Come closer, D. Feed her your cock.”
“Jesus,” grunts Bear from between Lennon’s legs. His golden eyes flick up, watching, while the lower half of his face is buried in her cunt, making her moan and quake.
My jaw twitches, my brain set to implode. While Bear and I haven’t directly talked about what’s happening between Mason and me, that mind-bending kiss earlier had left little room for debate as to the truth of our relationship, and the fact that his hand is currently wrapped around my cock has slammed the door shut.
I’ve known Bear a long-ass time and…fuck it,we’re all naked. He knows the score at this point. Honestly, from the way he paused, swore at the sight of us, then reengaged in his fervor to get Lennon off said more than any words ever could. It’s not like he got up and left. In fact, it felt like acceptance.Stop fucking overthinking this.I look down into Lennon’s eyes, so full of ache, it kills me. She pulls me out of my head in a way no one else can.
“Please, Duke.” Little panting noises fall from her lips, her breath unsteady. I grip her jaw, and her mouth drops open with zero prompting from me.
“Good girl.” I push my hips forward, and her tongue swipes greedily over the crown of my cock before I nudge myself between her puffy, swollen lips. I thrust slowly, watching as she takes so much of my dick that I hit the back of her throat.
Mason’s in her ear, his throaty commentary audible. “He’s so hard for us, baby.” In tandem, the two of them work my cock so fucking good, I’m coming apart at the seams, flying out of my body. All I can do is try to hang onto my sanity as her warm mouth slides up and down, wetting every inch of skin she encounters like she’s on a mission to make me come as quickly as possible. She swirls her tongue, tracing along veins and circling the head of my cock before plunging forward again. Mason keeps pace with her, paying careful attention to his movements so it’s good for me. I fucking love his rough hand on my dick, the way he knows how tightly to grip me. My chest constricts as I watch the two of them make me lose my goddamn mind.
