Page 93 of The Price of Mercy
She tosses her head back and moans, palming her tits as she rubs against my length. “Put it in,” she pants, her pupils blown wide when she meets my eyes. “I need you inside me, Sam.”
With a gentle thrust, I push the tip past her clit and slip the first inch inside, grabbing the top of her shoulder to anchor her as I thrust deeper, bottoming out in seconds. Her pussy’s got a vice grip on my soul, choking my dick in euphoria that’s beyond description. She squeezes around me as soon as I’m inside, rocking her hips to get momentum going.
“H-hold on,” I gasp as a full-bodied shudder rattles my bones and makes it difficult to breathe.
She feels like heaven. Molten warmth caresses my dick as she wraps her legs around my waist and grinds her hips. Blood roars in my ears as my orgasm mounts, barreling through me at record speed.
Oh,fuck.
I come with a pathetic whimper clenched between my teeth. My dick pulses, spilling my seed into Mercy’s tight channel untilit overflows, gushing around my shaft as I pull back and thrust back inside, burying my cum as deeply as it can go. A bone-deep moan settles inside my chest. I know I shouldn’t indulge like this, but sheismine, now more than ever.
Her fingertips skate across the back of my neck as she gazes up at me, cheeks flushed, heart pounding, lips parted. “That was fast,” she murmurs, licking her lips. I can tell that she’s unsure what to do, and I struggle to hold back a laugh.
Her face burns deep crimson as she smacks my arm. “Sam!”
“I’m not laughing at you!” Smiling brightly, I hug her body and press a flurry of kisses across her face. “I’m just sohappy, Mercy. I’m so happy that you’re mine.” Drawing a breath, I kiss the frown on her lips. “Don’t worry, we’re not done.” I rock my hips to keep my blood flowing. My cum slips out as I push inside, the semen dripping down her thighs and dirtying the blanket beneath us. With a huff, I rear back onto my knees and grab her hips, punching into her with deep, hard thrusts. “You just feel too good, baby” I rasp, feeling my desire build. “I can’t help but come when I’m inside of you.”
She bites her lip as her eyelashes flutter. A dark halo surrounds her head as her hair catches in the wind and carries her voice across the graveyard. I clamp my hand over her mouth as she moans, digging her heels into my ass to pull me deeper. It’s risky for us to be in this position to begin with, but if she starts moaning like that, someone’s going to find us?—
“Ooooh, you should have told me we were having a little outdoor playtime.”
I groan as Kane grabs my shoulders and squeezes, hovering way too close while I’m balls deep inside my girl. “Go away, Kane,” I hiss, pressing my palm over Mercy’s abdomen. She squirms, panting as I arch my back and hit a sensitive spot inside her. Mewling, she grabs my wrist and digs her nails into my skin.
This iswaytoo intimate for an audience.
“No, no, keep going,” he rumbles, his voice lowering an octave as he wraps his arms around my waist and grabs Mercy’s hips. “I’ll hold her. You take her to pound town.”
Mercy whines, the sound muffled as her eyes latch onto the two of us. She tries to speak, so I relent and release her mouth. What’s the fucking point, anyway; Kane’s already here to ruin the moment.
“You’re—here.” Her words are punctuated by a hot exhale in between, her breath billowing out like smoke. “I thought you were—” A shudder courses through her body. “With Zane.”
“Oh,weare.” Kane winks, and I roll my eyes as Zane appears from behind one of the taller tombstones, a bright red lollipop in his mouth. He smacks his lips as he pulls it free. “Doc says I can start regular sessions in March.”
“That’s—” Mercy squirms as I apply pressure to her abdomen, wishing to feel my cock pushing into her body. I’m not big enough or it’s simply not possible, but I imagine it all the same, her body molding to the shape of my dick. “Far.”
Zane hums as he dangles his sucker in the air. “Best they could do, Kitten. Sorry if it’s not good enough for you.”
I could get him an earlier appointment, but the absolute last fucking thing I want to do right now is help the guy interrupting my moment with Mercy. I clench my jaw as Kane rubs Mercy’s clit, making her moan louder. “Could you not?”
Kane laughs in my ear. “You want her to come, don’t you? This is how you do it, Sam. Take notes.”
Closing my eyes would help block him out, but then I’d miss the way Mercy’s lose focus. Her lips open and close silently as she clutches the blanket so tightly that it rips.
The three of us watch as she comes, a crimson flush trailing down her neck and disappearing beneath her shirt before reappearing across the pillowy tops of her tits. Her rosy nipplesbud into tight peaks, and she squeezes my cock so hard that I groan aloud.
A sound catches in Zane’s throat. “Damn.” Reaching over Mercy, he holds out his fist for me to bump, and, you know what?
I’m in a good enough mood that I think I’ll help him with that appointment after all.
Chapter 37
Kane
Sam pullssome strings so that Malachi is released from whatever bullshit his father had him wrapped up in. Mercy’s family couldn’t be more thrilled, and we’re all reaping the benefits. Vinny’s spending more time with his family, Granny’s more energetic than I’ve ever seen, Lilith is actually swinging by to have family dinners ever Friday night, and Mercy is…
Well, she’s fucking perfect.
She slides the tip of my cock between her lips, barely able to suck on the first two inches before she has to come up for air. I scratch her scalp as she gazes up at me, unshed tears catching on her long lashes.
