Page 37 of Finding Her Panthers

“Are you ready for my fingers, babe?” Blue kisses my shoulder tenderly.

“Please.” If someone doesn't do something, I may spontaneously combust.

He lightly grazes his knuckles down me, feeling the wetness gathered there. My whimpers are loud in the room.

Finally, he holds his finger just inside me and stops. “I want you to fuck yourself on my fingers. Do not stop until I say.”

I do not hesitate. I think of nothing but the ball of heat low in my stomach, the feeling of his fingers right where I need it. I revel in the watchful eye of Jax, the masterful seduction of Blue. I haven’t forgotten the presence of James, sleeping beside me. That turns me on even more, the thought of him waking up to see this unfolding before him. I glance over at him, bringing me closer to the edge.

Of course, Jax notices where my attention has strayed. “Do you want James awake to watch you fucking Blue’s fingers?” Just his words cause wetness to flood the bed.

“Yes,” I gasp.

“Yell his name,” he demands.

“What?”

“Yell his name,” he repeats.

It’s not hard to do as the pleasure affects me even more.

“James,” I grit out over and over in time with my thrusting hips. Blue has not moved his fingers, letting me control the motion.

James blinks awake in confusion and then with burning desire as he takes in what’s happening beside him. His eyes flicker down to my bare breasts, not hesitating to move in and lick and suck, adding another layer of stimulation to my fevered body.

“I want to wake up to this every day,” James pauses to say, then moves back to worshiping my breasts.

I glance back to Jax. What I see almost puts me over. He is sitting back now, fisting his cock under his pants, stroking.

“Come. Come, baby girl. All over Blue’s hand,” he growls.

His words ignite me, demanding me to submit to what he wants.

My back bows off the bed, away from Blue behind me, pressing me further into James. The most intense orgasm of my life washes over me, and my senses are flooded. I gush. I thrash. I think at some point, I passed out.

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Yep. Passed out cold. I gathered my bearings, not sure how long I was out. I find Jax cleaning me but not in the way I expect. I am flat on the bed, Jax between my thighs, licking me clean. With his tongue, licking me clean. Holy shit. Aftershocks course through me. I have to control the reaction that causes.

“You back with us?” I tear my shocked gaze to Blue still beside me.

“I think so. I might be dreaming, though.” I find James on my other side, grinning like a maniac.

“That was fucking epic, sweetheart.” He kisses my bare shoulder.

“That’s my line,” I say dryly. I am basking in the attention these three are giving me and stretching my relaxed muscles once Jax sits back on his crossed ankles.

“Are you hungry?”

“Definitely.”

“Come down when you are ready. I’ll make something.” Jax leans over me to give me a sweet kiss, dragging the chair back over to where it belongs and leaving the room.

“Take your time.” Blue kisses me and follows.

“Not overwhelmed yet?” James asks as he sits up.

“Yes. But in a good way.” I stand to find all my clothes, holding them close to my chest when he closes the distance between us.

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