Page 113 of Three Irish Kings
Isla moans. “Don’t do that. I can’t yell at you for your big ego when your dick is between my thighs.”
“It’s too big, can’t get close enough unless I do.”
She snorts. “This isn’t helping my allegations about your ego.”
I laugh out loud and nip at her shoulder. “I’ve never denied having an ego.”
Her breath goes short, and she presses her thighs together, making me groan and rest my forehead on her shoulder.
“A ghrá.Stop that.”
“Stop what?” She does it again.
My cock aches, and I thrust slightly against her thighs, moaning in her ear.
“You know what. I’m just trying to be sweet and cuddle you and here you are, seducing me. Little succubus.”
A throaty chuckle comes from her. “I play chess, not checkers.”
My dick twitches again.
“Mm.” I thrust forward between her thighs again, and she huffs out a breath, reaching between us and guiding me inside her.
I gasp as her wet, hot walls engulf me. I’m surprised, though, that I slide right in. Usually, given my size, it takes a lot of foreplay.
Biting down on her shoulder, harder, I start to thrust into her.
It’s different this time. Sex with us has always been quick and fun. It’s the way sex has always been for me, for the most part.
But Isla’s different. And she’s always so slick for me.
For all of us.
The last thought makes me thrust forward out of instinct, and I’m not sure why.
Deep down, I have to wonder if it isn’t because I’m possessive.
Or maybe it’s because the sex we shared between the four of us is the best I’ve ever had.
Who knows? I don’t want to look at it too closely.
Focusing on the woman in my arms, I make love to Isla, just enjoying being so close to her.
She turns her head so I can see her profile and rolls her ass back as I bottom out.
“Fuck,a ghrá.You take me so well. You’re perfect, you know that?”
She mumbles something incoherent, and I keep thrusting slowly, letting my length pump in and out of her tight entrance.
She’s pulsing around me in moments, and she cries out my name, shaking her head back and forth as she comes again.
Hitching in a breath as my orgasm builds in my stomach, I spill inside her, letting out a long groan. I kiss along her shoulders, the back of her neck, everywhere I can reach.
Isla smiles and shifts but keeps me inside her, closing her eyes.
I won’t sleep because I’m too excited.
This is everything I’ve wanted for so long, ever since I first met her.
