Page 69 of Refuge (The Wanderers 2)

She cried out, lifting her face as she arched her chest. “Oh, God.”

He did it again and again, and she realized she might come again.

And then he pulled out.

She twisted her neck. “Don’t stop.” Her lip trembled. She wanted more of him. More of anything.

He smiled. “Just rearranging. Not stopping.” He glanced at Kes. “Can you grab the lube?”

Ariel pursed her lips. Lube could only mean one thing.

Stu tapped her hip. “Lift up so Tarin can get inside your pussy.”

She shoved off Tarin’s chest without being told twice. She’d do anything to get that result.

Tarin looked beyond relieved too. His lips were parted and his eyes were glazed as he lined himself up with her entrance and then thrust upward.

Ariel screamed. “Yes. God. More.”

Stu shoved her down onto Tarin’s erection. “Not yet, babe.”

She squirmed and moaned as a line of lube landed on her butt crack.

Stu stroked his finger through it and then tapped her tight hole. “Relax this muscle, babe. It will make it easier. I promise you’re going to feel like you’ve died and gone to heaven with both of us inside you.”

She gritted her teeth at the feeling of his finger pressing into her tight rear hole. He was careful and gentle, but it still challenged her.

Tarin was thick and hard inside her vagina now, and again she really wished Stu would let someone actually fuck her. Move. Instead, he took his time, adding a second finger after a while.

She winced. It was so tight. She wasn’t sure how he was going to get her loose enough to accept his enormous erection.

“Let her suck your cock, Kes,” Stu encouraged.

Kester crawled closer to her on his knees as she licked her lips and watched his erection. It was gorgeous. She loved his dark skin against her pale, wishing she could see what it would look like taking him into her mouth. He would get to see it. She wouldn’t. One of these days, she’d use a mirror somehow.

Stu was still stretching her with two fingers when Kes held his shaft out toward her mouth. “This what you want, honey?”

She licked the tip and tasted him. “Mmm. More.”

He set a hand between her shoulder blades and inched closer, letting her draw him into her mouth.

Kes groaned as he eased in deeper.

Stu pulled his fingers partway out of her tight passage and scissored them, working that muscle until she stopped fighting him and enjoyed the feeling.

Finally, he removed his fingers. There was a rustling during which she imagined him wiping them on a towel, and then he was at her tight hole. “Ready for me, babe?”

She nodded around Kes’s cock.

Stu took his time, easing into her incrementally. It was tight. Too tight. And she winced several times, all the while holding Kes partway inside her mouth.

Her eyes watered, but all three of them were paying close attention to her. Tarin stopped moving. Kes eased almost out of her mouth. Stu took his time.

She moaned as Stuart inched deeper. So full. Stretched tight. Both holes. So much sensation. When he was finally fully inside her, he held still, groaning, obviously enjoying the sensations.

Whatever they were all experiencing was nothing compared to her. Everyone inside her… It felt so right. Like they were all linked as one entity. She wondered if they could feel it too.

Stuart lifted her up a few inches and then let her sink back down onto Tarin’s erection before pulling almost out himself and sliding back in. They set up a rhythm, and she luxuriated in the intense feelings while she resumed her attention to Kes’s thick length, suckling and licking him as if he were her last meal.

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