The smoothness of Marley’s leg settled over his hip while her bottom hand went to his cock. He could feel her reaching back. Heavily, his eyes opened in time to see her place her hand on Cole’s outer thigh. They were all so close together, their faces not inches apart. While Zachary kissed Marley, Cole kissed her neck and shoulders.
Pleasure filled ever feature of her face. With her mouth slightly parted, Zachary sucked in her bottom lip, running his tongue over the smooth fullness. The tightening of her hand around his cock caused him to groan into her mouth.
“More, touch me more.”
Zachary and Cole looked at each other, not sure exactly who she was talking to. He slid his finger over her opening and realized Cole’s finger lingered over the same spot. Both of them grinned and slowly they both slid their finger into Marley’s pussy.
“Yes, Oh, God.”
Drawing out each thrust, they took their time discovering how and what exactly turned her on the most. Closely, he listened to his wife’s breathing, watching her breasts heave while she sucked in breath. He thought her most beautiful at moments like this. The fascination he held for her would never end.
“Cole.”
There was no reason to say more. In the past, they had done this so many times he knew his best friend would catch on to what he wanted, what he craved more than anything.
Marley rolled to her back as Cole edged up on the bed. Removing his finger from her tight opening, Zachary placed it in his mouth sucking off her wetness. The powerful taste of her scent had him locking his jaw so the alpha in him wouldn’t try to claim her, already. His cock throbbed agonizingly at wanting to fill her. It was torment to move down when all he wanted to do was climb on top of her and spread her thighs wide, so he could watch himself entering her pussy.
“Cole, come to me,” Marley whispered, reaching for his cock and bringing it to her mouth.
Zachary settled down between her and closed his eyes, inhaling deeply. Heat seared his closed lids as fire ran through his veins. He hadn’t even tasted her, yet her scent affected the wolf in him to degrees he’d never experienced before. If he opened his eyes, he knew they would glow with the vast power surging in ever limb he possessed.
Slowly, he lowered himself to Marley’s folds, continuing to let his senses guide him in the blindness. He traced his tongue over her slit, clutching to the comforter desperately for control. The urge to bury his face was almost unmanageable.
Using his finger he separated her, repeatedly circling her clit. A muffled moan had him opening his eyes to watch her reactions. Gradually, he moved back to her opening, sliding his tongue inside of her. Cole groaned while Zachary watched her take more of his cock into her mouth, moaning against him.
Swirling his tongue around, he felt her back arch allowing him deeper access. She moved her hips to his thrusts, burying her fingers from her available hand into his hair. Tightening began to establish itself around him, and he plunged into her faster.
The more her pussy tightened, the more her fingers pulled. At that moment, he couldn’t have been happier. Now he was right where he wanted to be, buried deep against her.
Zachary knew the exact moment she was about to cum. Her thoughts screamed it into his. Cole had obviously heard her too, he quickly withdrew from her mouth and covered her lips with his, drinking in her screams.
A wave of her essence slammed into him making him become lightheaded with exhilaration. She had the most amazing taste he ever experienced. And he knew it would never be enough.
* * * *
Cole walked a thin line when it came to pacing himself. Marley’s mouth around his cock was nearly his undoing. If Zachary would have prolonged any longer then she would have surely finished him off. The suction she used when she reached her peak was unbelievable.
Crawling back down to lay parallel with her, he watched Zachary get off the bed and reach into their bedside drawer. He threw Cole a bottle of lube and Marley looked back and forth between them nervously.
“We’ll go slow and easy, work our way to the act. If you don’t like it, we’ll stop. Do you think we can try?” Zachary asked her, lying down facing toward them.
“I won’t hurt you, Marley. You know I would never do anything to cause you pain.”
“I know, Cole. I trust you.”
Zachary pulled Marley’s leg back over his hip and began kissing her slowly. He could tell by the thoughts running through her mind that she was more relaxed on the idea. The fact that she accepted and trusted him made the tension drain from his body.
Taking in her curves, Cole stared fascinated. He ran his hand over the silkiness of her hip toward her swollen breasts with a gripping need to touch her.
“You are so beautiful,” he whispered into her ear.
He squeezed and pulled gently at her nipple. The weight collecting in his palm from her breast made him push his body against hers to be closer. His cock throbbed to be inside of her. Remembering the lube, he opened the bottle, pouring a generous amount across his fingers.
“I’m just going to rub this across you, all right?”
Marley nodded her head while she continued to kiss Zachary. He rubbed his fingers over the opening of her pussy and her ass, feeling her move to meet the pressure encouragingly.
The feeling of a hand caused him to look up to meet his best friend unique eyes. He could feel fingers slide inside Marley’s pussy and he massaged the outside of her folds, feeling the wetness seep out from the arousal Zach was causing.
Applying more lube, Cole traced the opening of her ass. “I’m going to touch you. Stop me if you don’t like it.”
Tenderly, Cole eased his fingertip inside the tight entrance. “Does that hurt?”
“No, more.”
She turned back, pulling his lips to hers. The bed moved while Zachary’s fingers thrust faster into her, causing his finger to move halfway in. He heard her intake of breath and froze. He didn’t have time to assess if he’d hurt her before he felt her grip on his cock. The unexpected touch had him groaning with pleasure.
“More, Cole. Use two fingers. Zachary does this sometimes. It’s not the first time. Don’t worry, you’re not going to hurt me. I like it. Just go slow, okay?”
Surprised, Cole nodded and slowly eased another finger inside her. Every little move her body made caused him to pause. “Like this?” He said, beginning to gently thrust his fingers against the progressing rhythm of Zachary’s.
“Oh, yes, like that. Cole, pour lube on my hand. I want to touch you.”
Dispensing a generous amount in her palm, he watched while she wrapped her small hand around his cock. He had to bite his lip at the ease of her first stroke. The grip with which she held him was perfect—not too tight, but tight enough. When she began to moan and her stroking became faster, so did his.
“Marley,” Zachary said in a tense voice.
Cole could see her embracing him with her other hand. He knew exactly how his friend felt. They all wanted each other so badly it was hard to stay in control. Everybody on the bed shook with anticipation—him, most of all.
“Now,” Marley whispered.
* * * *
The phenomenal sensations Marley was undergoing made her want to scream from pleasure until her voice was completely gone. Finally, she would have both of them again, and in a way they had never experienced before.
They both positioned themselves closer, rubbing both of her openings with the tip of their cocks. Zachary hooked her leg around his arm, pulling it higher to give them better access.
Slowly, her husband entered the wetness of her pussy. She could feel herself stretching around him to accommodate his large size. Delightful sensations shot to the core of her stomach while she felt Cole start to ease inside of the opening of her ass. After only entering a small portion, he stopped.
“Are you okay? Does it hurt?”
“No,” Marley could barely get out.
“Are you sure? We can stop. For some reason I can’t rea
d your mind. Everything is going so fast.”
“No, don’t stop. It feels good. Just go slow.”
Zachary continued to thrust into her at a leisurely pace while Cole inched his way in gradually. The feeling of having both of them inside of her at the same time was so new and enjoyable that her mind wasn’t sure what to think. The pain had been there at first, but now, the more he moved the better it felt. Processing the euphoria pouring through her made her head spin.
On numerous occasions her husband inserted his fingers inside of her ass. But this reached a whole another level. Cole wasn’t small, and every inch he slid in rubbed her insides, triggering the pleasure Zachary was igniting in her pussy. Everything seemed more sensitive, larger. The fullness she felt was beyond anything she could remember experiencing.
Clutching on to the back of Zachary’s shoulders, Marley could feel her nails begin to sink into his skin. She was already tightening around his cock, and their slow penetration gave her the feeling like it wasn’t enough. She needed more or at least a faster pace.
Cole’s hand ran from her hip, over her stomach, coming to a rest over the beginning of her folds. Shifting his hand, she felt the pressure applied to her clit. In a circular motion, he teased her. She leaned back against his chest, resting her face on the junction of his neck and shoulder.
“Zachary, replace the bond you and Marley have.”
She looked toward her husband, but Cole reached underneath her head and held her face so his lips came down on hers. Shifting, they both moved deeper inside of her, triggering the most powerful orgasm she ever felt. The slight pain of teeth sinking into her shoulder combined with the pleasure of her release prolonged her orgasm until she moved at her own velocity against them. As soon as she thought she was done, she was blindsided again.
Opening her heavy eyes, she looked at glow emanating from her husband. He was breathing heavily, trying to catch his breath. With one last deep thrust from him and Cole they pulled out of her, shooting their warm cum across her back and stomach.
Marley couldn’t think, couldn’t even see straight. Her teeth were literally vibrating, and she couldn’t swallow. But overall, she knew she never remembered feeling more blissful in all of her life.
She barely noticed Cole picking her up and carrying her to the shower. Nestling deeper into his chest, she laughed at her husband tickling her foot from behind them.
“Are you happy?” Zachary asked, stepping into the large marble shower with them.
“Can you read my mind any better?”
He smiled down brightly at them while Cole cradled her in his arms from the small bench resting in the shower.
“I can, and you are. I don’t think happy even describes the way you’re feeling. It feels very comforting to have you back with me. So what now, Mrs. Zevgolis?”
Marley laughed. “Now we live happily ever after and find someone for Kylie.” The smile left his face. Even Cole tensed behind her. “What? Why can’t we find your sister a mate?”
“It’s a long story. One that would probably take all night. Just know that she won’t do it. She’ll not look for a mate. I’ve already tried, trust me.”
“Well, we have all night, and I want to hear. You may have given up, but I’ve just started. I’ll find Kylie a mate, even if I have to project and look myself.”
The guys laughed at her and shook their heads. “God help us, Zach. The woman never gives up once she gets something in her head. Your sister doesn’t stand a chance.”
“You may be right. Leave it up to our Marley to complicate things the moment they start running smoothly.”
Her eyes grew wide, and she didn’t hesitate. She grabbed the washrag Cole grabbed for them on the way in and threw it at his chest. “I resent that statement, Zachary. You take it back.”
The deep tone of his laugh echoed through the enclosed area. “Oh, I’ll take it back all right. Come here.”
He swiftly picked her up out of Cole’s arms and held her while he started tickling her. Marley tried to scream past the laughter, but with the way she was being cradled in his arms she couldn’t get down.
“Take it back!” She yelled, laughing. Her body was sliding in his arms, but he was too quick. She couldn’t wiggle her way out of his grasp. It seemed ingesting her blood had made him a lot more powerful than his previous state.
“I told you I would. Hell, what do you think I’m doing?”
“Cole, you better help me.”
He laughed and raised his hands in the air, surrendering. “I’d love to, dear, but what he’s doing looks so much more fun.”
“Traitor!” Marley said in a burst of giggles. “Enough tickling. Truce until we get back to the bed.”
“Oh yeah,” Zachary said, pausing his hand to look at her.
She watched him look from her to Cole. Following his gaze, she noticed their playful mood was quickly taking a turn.
“Now I like that idea a lot better,” Cole said, huskily.
Heat ignited her body at the thought of what they had all just done. It felt amazing and completely different than what she was used to with them. Suddenly, she wanted more. She wanted them again.
No one hesitated. They quickly washed and got out. The moment they all emerged from the bathroom a knock sounded at the door.
“Marley, is Cole in here?”
Her jaw slightly parted. “Josephine can’t be serious. That twit has the worst timing,” she hissed under her breath.
“I think we already talked about manners. Are we going to have to punish you after all?” Zachary asked, raising his eyebrow at her.
Walking to the door in her towel, Marley stopped and smiled at him. “Bring it on if you think you can handle me.”
She watched as they both grinned at her mischievously, crossing their large arms over their chests. “Oh, we can handle you, my dear. But can you handle us?” Cole asked, dropping his towel to the floor.
Marley couldn’t swallow against the dryness that reestablished itself in her mouth. Forgetting about the door, she walked slowly toward them, captivated. They were hers, forever. She said the only thing that would register in her foggy mind.
“Let’s find out.”
THE END
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
I live in a small Texas town along the Gulf of Mexico. Family is everything to me. My mother always encouraged my reading growing up. Looking back, my earliest memories revolve around my grandmother, who was always glued to a book. Her passion for mystery is probably the reason I'm so comfortable around a police scanner. Hers was on twenty-four hours a day.
When I'm not writing, cooking, or brainstorming new ideas, you'll see me with a book in my hand. Briefly before I started writing, I was devouring a romance novel every day. For some reason, I couldn't get enough. My husband asked me the question that ultimately changed my life forever. "Why don't you try writing a book?"
At first, I laughed. Write a book? Who, me? Never written a story in my life, I was intimidated. To satisfy my husband and to sate the curiosity that began to fester inside of me, I did. My first story was my husband's favorite. There was something that ultimately bothered me about it, though. I couldn't write a love scene to save my life. Not one that would fit inside of a "romance" book, anyway. It was way too graphic.
After doing research I came across the erotica genre and knew this is where I belonged. Details are important and with my books, the more details during their "coupling", the better.
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