Page 68 of Refuge (The Wanderers 2)

“Can I keep going?”

“Yes.” It felt weird agreeing to this, but Kes’s expression told her he thought it was hot and Tarin’s hands were moving erratically over her back, so he obviously was aroused too.

Stu held her steady again and spanked her harder this time, covering the skin of her butt and her upper thighs. The vibrations from each swat went straight to her clit. She lifted her cheek off Tarin’s chest. “Stu,” she cried out.

He stopped and rubbed the burning hot sting. “Don’t come yet, babe.”

She groaned, rocking back and forth against his palm, nervous energy and need making her restless. If he touched her clit with even one finger, she would come.

Tarin groaned too, making her realize she was rubbing him enough to get him off.

“Five more, and then I’m going to thrust into your pussy and let you come, okay?”

She whimpered as she nodded.

“Words, Ariel.”

“Yes. Please.”

He made good on his promise, swatting her a bit harder for those last five strikes, and then he was between her legs, nudging Tarin’s apart to make room for himself, which forced her to open up even further. The vulnerability was intense.

Stu wasted no time lining himself up with her channel and stroking his erection along the slit. “You ready for me, babe?”

“Yes. Please.” She wasn’t opposed to begging.

“Can you come against her chest, Tarin?”

Tarin groaned, his fingers gripping her hips now. “Absolutely.”

Stu thrust into her, all the way to the hilt.

She cried out as she ground back against him.

“Fuck,” Stu murmured. “Babe… My God…” He gripped her butt cheeks, squeezing them. “All this pink skin… And your little moans… The quick jerk-off in the shower isn’t going to help me last inside you.”

She squirmed, wanting him to move, whimpering when he didn’t.

“Thrust against her, Tarin.”

Tarin held her hips and jerked his body over her belly and between her breasts from below. His erection was thick and hard against her skin.

“Kes, can you reach her clit? I want to feel her come around me.”

She trembled as Kester slid his hand between her thigh and Tarin’s. The moment he stroked her clit, she gasped. Her body started shaking. “Stuart…”

“We’ve got you, babe. Come against my cock, and then I’m going to move.”

He hadn’t moved a millimeter since entering her. She craved the friction. “Please, Stu. Please fuck me.”

Kes thumbed her clit in earnest now, rubbing it hard, driving her higher with every second. She was going to explode from the fullness of Stu inside her and the stroke of Kes’s fingers against her clit and the brush of her nipples over Tarin’s chest.

So much sensation. Nearly overwhelming. She couldn’t imagine not having three men doting on her like this. Sure, every time they were one-on-one, it would be amazing and special and they would develop their own individual relationships, but this… There was nothing like having three men holding her. All of them touching her at once, driving her mad with lust.

“Come, Ariel,” Stuart demanded.

Kester pinched her clit, and she shot off into the stratosphere. Everyone held her in place, no one moving an inch while she flew through the clouds, her clit still firmly in Kes’s grip.

She moaned and writhed and pulsed around Stuart’s erection, needing more the entire time, needing him to move. He didn’t though. He made her wait, and the moment she started panting and floating back to earth, he pulled almost out and thrust back in. Hard. Deep. Fast.

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