Page 35 of OutFoxed

He laughed softly. “You did amazing. Tom and Rick are down for the count.”

His hands were moving over her lower back. She groaned and reflexively rocked her hips against his abdomen. “Ignore that.”

He laughed. “You will come down slowly over the next day or so. We will be here for you.”

“Oh. I thought it was over.”

“How long does it last when you are on your own?”

“Two days. Maybe three.”

“Well, you have set a personal best with someone to answer your call.” He smiled. “You have amazing muscle tone.”

She mumbled, “I work out. Have to or can’t fly.”

“Well, we are all very appreciative. You are curvy, responsive, and gorgeous. We were fighting with each other to see who would soothe you next. I won. A lot.”

She chuckled. “Fancy that.” Merry felt his body flex under hers, and she saw her hand moving down the deep groove between his muscle groups. She kept her head pressed to his neck as she moved her hand over him.

“Shy?”

Merry nodded. “Memories are coming in flashes, and you guys were... thorough. Knowing that you are aware of my actions during the heat and I am not is a little disturbing.”

He grunted. “I hadn’t thought of that.”

While she stroked him, one of his hands touched the tattoo, and she gasped. Thomas grunted, and she blinked as heat surged through her again. Giovanni laughed. “One of us had to mark you for you not to lose your mind afterward, so Tom took the hit with the promise that he could worship the mark for a while.”

She shuddered as his fingers grazed it. Heat began to seep out of her. Thomas groaned, and he rolled to his back with a weeping erection.

“Are you really meaning to give him a hand job?”

“We were all rolling around you at one point. Pretty sure we have completely come into contact with each other. There isn’t much that would freak any of us out now.” He chuckled. “Considering that you are going to be pinned between a combination of us for the rest of your life, we needed to dismiss our normal bro code.”

She moved over top of him and straddled his waist. “Bro code? Did you really say that?”

He grinned. “I did.”

He slid his hands down her back and to her hips, flexing his fingers against her butt. She scooted down a little further, and something hot and slick kissed her opening. Merry jolted and tried to look around to see what she had backed into. She was in precisely the wrong position to get a good look.

He seemed to be going in fairly easily, so she pushed back, and his hips canted up, sliding in deep. She moaned, and it was loud. Rustling and groaning sounded from the spot where Thomas and Richard had been. She tensed but focused on Giovanni and moving on him ever so slowly. He lifted himself on an elbow and pulled her head toward his for a kiss. She continued to slide over and around his cock, no rush and no urge for orgasm. She just wanted to feel him.

The kiss went on and on until he groaned and flexed into her, causing her to moan and shiver around him. She dropped onto his chest, and he murmured into her ear and told her what a lovely and elegant mate she was.

She fell asleep on him with him inside.

Richard was rinsing her while Thomas held her, and both were talking about adding a tub.

“It would make bathing her after heats or ruts so much easier.”

She spoke as quietly as they were. “But with ruts, it would only be one of you at a time, right?”

Thomas chuckled. “Unless one of us was inspired by watching.”

Richard smiled. “Or one of us has hobbies they have been waiting to indulge in.” He flicked her an anticipatory smile.

“I am not a dress-up or clothing-off doll.”

“Of course not, you are our precious omega, but you do have free time, right?”

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