Page 89 of Rules Of Our Own

He just looks at her warmly and pulls her into his chest. He has to band an arm around her waist to keep her secure. He smirks as she mumbles threats against his neck and a word that sounds distinctly liketorture.

“If you come again, you’ll be done, and I still have plans for you,” he says in a plain, matter-of-fact way. Whatever’s happening, we’re playing River’s game. I wonder how he would handle it if the roles were reversed. The thought sends a thrill through me, and my cock twitches in my hand. River catches sight of the motion and jerks his head toward the bed. “Lay down on your back.”

I make quick work of getting on the bed, shifting up so that my head’s on a pillow. River lifts Mia like she weighs nothing and gently guides her down to straddle me. Her mouth drops open on a moan, and her head drops back as she slowly sinks onto my cock.

My hips thrust up the second her walls close around me. “So fucking tight, Kitten.”

She hums and wiggles to seat me fully into her.

“Lean into him, Love,” River says, gently guiding her down with a palm on her back until her chest is flush with mine.

The second he removes the toy from her ass, I know exactly what’s coming next, and I nearly nut right then. I grit my teeth and breathe through my nose to keep my shit together. He’s got a bottle of lube in his hand I didn’t see him pick up, and then he drizzles it over her ass.

“What?” Mia flinches against me, and I run my hand up and down her side in a soothing motion.

“This is going to feel good, Kitten. Promise.”

I can tell when he’s notched against her ass because she stiffens in my arms.

River leans in and places a kiss on her spine in the same place I did earlier. “We’ve got you, Babe.” She loosens, and he enters her slowly, in shallow thrusts that go deeper with each one. The space grows impossibly tighter as he stretches her.

River meets my gaze and mouths, “You good?”

I nod yes because I’m way fucking better than good.

He lowers so his mouth is on her shoulder and whispers in her ear, “There you go, Love. Breathe. You’re taking us so well.”

Her fingers thread into my hair, and she holds on to me as he rocks. By the time he’s fully in, we’re all dripping with sweat.

I take heaving breaths, my head so fucking cloudy with pleasure that I’m overwhelmed.

Then River pulls out and thrusts back into her, and all three of us groan. What was overwhelming a second ago is nothing compared to now.

With each of his thrusts, I can feel the drag of his cock against mine. “Fuck.”

“You feel so fucking good,” River says, but instead of speaking to Mia, his eyes are on mine. My legs tremble, and I’m quaking all over, completely at his mercy.

River pulls nearly all the way out and sinks back in.

I feel everything. Mia clenching. River thrusting like he’s fucking us both.

My hips snap up into her, meeting River’s pounding rhythm, and she moans, her walls pulsing around my cock.

I grasp her hands, entwining our fingers on either side of my head, and capture her mouth in a messy, needy kiss.

River leans over and wraps his hands around Mia’s and my combined wrists, and his movements become ragged. The control he’s been holding on to breaks apart as he sinks his teeth into Mia’s shoulder.

She shudders out her orgasm, clenching so hard around us she pulls us both with her until I’m emptying myself into her pussy, and River’s filling her ass.

We collapse, River pulling out slowly then lifting Mia off of me so that she’s nestled between us on the bed. We’re all silent, completely motionless for several minutes, before River leans forward, kisses the bite mark on her shoulder, and rolls out of bed.

He comes back from the bathroom with two wet cloths, tossing me one, then proceeds to gently clean Mia, taking care with her sensitive pussy.

He disposes of both cloths in the hamper before crawling back into the bed and pulling the sheet over all three of us.

She buries her nose into my chest, and River curls around her back.

“We’re going…to…morning.” She’s so tired her words come out broken around her yawn, and she’s already drifting to sleep before she’s finished the sentence.

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