Page 94 of Grin and Bear It

I was drowning in her, no longer able to focus on Ty, Nash or even my own aching cock, not while I was smothered by her. She seemed to sense that, wanting to jerk upwards, but I gripped her hips and put her right back where she was supposed to be, sitting on my face like a queen on her damn throne.

Could I breathe? I didn’t know nor care, a hunger that had been simmering since the day she walked into the conference room, looking like some kind of hot-for-teacher wet dream, came roaring to the fore and it would be satisfied. Her clit in my mouth, rolling it around and flicking it with my tongue, sucking on it softly, so she was forced to grind down on me, then pulling it into my mouth with long, slow swallows that tugged on it persistently, until she had to pull away from Nash and just pant.

“Oh god… Oh god…”

“What’s going on, beautiful?” Nash asked. “What’s he doing to you?”

“I…So close… I’m—”

I shoved my fingers deep, forcing her to part for me now, hoping the stretch translated into pleasure and then hooked my fingers up, like my baculum would the moment she decided I was the one for her. I massaged that sweet spot hard and that’s when she fell apart. A sharp little cry, muffled quickly by Nash’s mouth. He kissed her way through one orgasm, her cunt snapping tight around my fingers and holding me there, until I started to lick her into the next.

“No!”

Cool air hit my face first and I blinked at the sudden appearance of lamp light, but before I could rally, she was moving down my body.

“I need… Lin, I have to…”

What? I felt her hand around the base of my cock and my hips bucked up into that caress. Oh, fuck yes.

“Whatever you need, beautiful,” I ground out, right as I felt something hot and slick kiss the head of my cock, then take me deep.

Lightning coulda struck me down in this moment, and I’d still have died a happy man. We heard all the stories, but it was nothing… That feeling of connection, of her and me, locking tight. I felt a foreign ache deep in my dick, one I had to fight to suppress, right as she began to move.

Fuck, Ellie was glorious.

She bounced on my dick, her eyes closed, her hands going to her tits, right before Nash slotted in behind her. His hands took over, teasing her faster, harder, in time with each stroke that threatened to rob me of any control. Nothing I’d experienced before could match this. She was… she felt… This was… My hands locked down on her hips and mine bucked up, meeting her stroke for stroke. The sharp prickle along my spine that let me know I was close, too damn seductive, but I didn’t have to resist too hard. I felt her tighten around me, my baculum shifting but not jutting out.

“You gonna come for Lin, beautiful?” Nash asked in a raspy voice, holding her tight, cradling her through every thrust. “Come on his cock.” His hand slid down, flicking her clit hard and fast. “Come now, Ellie.”

The sound of his growl, the feel of her clamping down, me driving up as far as I could go, it brought everything to the most golden of endings, my eyes going wide and staring for several seconds.

Because right now there was only pleasure, connection, her, them. We were tied as tight as four people could be and when I craned my neck back I caught the moment when Ty lost it, blowing all over his hand.

“Shh shh shh…” Nash soothed as he pulled Ellie free. She was half delirious with pleasure as he laid the two of them down on their sides, his arms wrapped around her, his thigh wedged between hers. But he wasn’t done and neither was Ellie. Her legs parted and he took all the ground surrendered, rocking his cock between her folds at first and then when she began to get restless, I reached over, stroking the hood of her clit softly.

“Nash…”

It was a sleepy sigh, one part protest, three parts need.

“Tell me you’re done and we’ll snuggle down, get some sleep,” he promised, kissing her neck. “Tell me you don’t want more and I’ll hold you while you nod off.”

“Nash…”

But she didn’t say no, reaching down instead to dislodge my hand, separating her folds and opening herself up for him to delve into.

Fuck, had she looked like this when I buried myself inside her? Her brows creased, her body fighting to take his girth, because all the fellas she’d messed with before us had just been silly boys. She had to work to take a man, her man. But it was a war the two of them seemed intent on winning and I supported sleepily, stroking her body, telling her how beautiful she was, praising every slow stroke as the two of them seemed to nudge the other forward, inch by inch, into ecstasy.

I was glad I got to watch her come this time, catching the realisation that it was happening, the heavy wave of pleasure breaking over her, her ragged sounds of pleasure music to my ears. We’d fucked up everything at the start of the day, but right now? Our girl had everything she needed.

Well, almost.

I searched the slender gap between door and frame and saw just darkness now, Ty having slunk off somewhere. He’d have his turn, I promised him, me, silently. We all would. Ellie would agree to become ours and then she’d go into heat, the four of us fighting with everything we had to satisfy her.

At that thought I snuggled in close, pulling the covers over the three of us.

“So did we do good?” I asked her, so maybe I did have a praise kink.

“So, so good.” She wrapped her arms around me, Nash keeping himself buried in her for as long as he could. “Perfect even.”

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