Dalton, Tymber - Fire and Ice [A Triple Trouble Prequel] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (40 page)

Jan’s erection pressed against her ass. She wanted them both tonight, at the same time.

Rick continued sucking on her clit, alternating sucks with flicks from his tongue that finally drove her screaming over the edge to orgasm, with the walls of her cunt sucking at his fingers. Jan smothered her cries with his mouth as he pinched her nipples the way she loved, only serving to increase the sensation.

When she finally came down, Rick sat up and licked his fingers clean. “How was that, sweetie?”

“Uh huh!” She grabbed him and kissed him, tacking him back on the bed and mounting him. He laughed until she got his cock lined up and sat down on it, hard, with a satisfied moan.

“Oh, baby!” he groaned. “You’re in a mood, aren’t you?”

She looked over her shoulder at Jan. “What are you waiting for?” she asked. “Get the lube!”

He grinned. “Of course, lovely.”

While she waited for him, she started rocking back and forth on Rick’s cock, hard, slamming down on him the way he loved.

He held on to her hips. “Slow down,” he said through gritted teeth as he tried to maintain control. “I’ll explode if you don’t.”

Then she felt Jan’s hand in the center of her back. He pushed her down flat on top of Rick, who could finally get his arms around her.

She squirmed against him. “Fuck me!” she whined.

Jan laughed. “Hold on. Let me get ready.” She fell still as he drizzled lube down between her ass cheeks, then pressed a cool finger through her rim.

Lina closed her eyes and moaned. “Yes!” The two of them together, filling her, riding her, always gave her an explosive orgasm.

Usually gave her a vision, too, but she wouldn’t complain. She was suddenly so horny she couldn’t see straight.

By the time Jan had worked three fingers into her ass, she was begging him to fuck her. Finally, he withdrew his fingers and lined the head of his cock up with her puckered rim.

“Hold still,” he playfully chastised. Then he grabbed her shoulders and slowly pressed forward.

It was only Rick’s arms around her that held her still. She wanted to be fucked and fucked hard. It wasn’t until Jan’s cock was completely buried inside her ass, his balls touching her, that they finally let her move.

“Okay, sweetie,” Rick said. “Use us as your sex toys.”

She pushed herself up on her arms and started moving. The men let her set the tempo, and when they started moving in time with her, she felt her orgasm quickly building.

“Yesss!” she softly hissed.

“Ride us,” Jan said. He reached around her again and started pinching her nipples.

That was all it took. She closed her eyes and felt her pussy contract as the first wave hit her, squeezing their cocks inside her and intensifying the orgasm as she started riding them even harder. It felt like her body would turn inside out when the second wave hit her, making her shudder.

Then the vision hit. She opened her eyes and the world looked tinged in blue. She was no longer in bed with the men, but at a wedding. She turned around, but before she could tell whose wedding it was, another orgasm slammed into her and she was back in bed and riding the waves of her climax.

Rick grabbed her hips and thrust up hard into her, letting out a deep, satisfied grunt. She felt his hot seed filling her a second before Jan’s cock swelled in her ass, grew hard, and then his cool and soothing juices filled her ass.

Panting and now sweaty, she collapsed on top of Rick and tried to catch her breath.

“Wow,” she whispered.

Rick kissed her sweaty brow. “Yeah, wow is right.”

Jan laughed, but was slow to move. “Holy crap wow is more like it.”

Exhausted, she was about to drift off to sleep when she felt Jan finally withdraw. He went to the bathroom and came back with a washcloth to clean her up.

“I’m not moving,” she mumbled.

Rick laughed. “You have to, sweetheart. I need to use the bathroom.”

She groaned in protest, but let Jan help her up off him and into his arms, where she comfortably snuggled against him.

He kissed her forehead. “Good?”

“Great,” she whispered with a smile.

She was barely aware of Rick crawling back into bed on her other side. She’d almost dropped off to sleep when his voice came to her.

“What’d you see, sweetheart?”

She sighed, sleepy. “A wedding.”

“Whose?” Jan asked.

“Don’t know. Don’t care right now. Hasn’t happened yet.” She was almost asleep again when the answer hit her. “Oh. Probably Brodey and his brothers. Hasn’t happened yet. It was blue.”

Although, somehow, that didn’t feel quite right.

“Not ours?” Jan teased. They understood she didn’t want to get married on principle, because she couldn’t marry both of them.

“Shut up,” she growled.

“Sorry, lovely.”

She was almost asleep yet again when Rick’s voice came to her. “We’re going to need a bigger house.”

“No, we’re not. This house is fine.”

“But if you’re having dragons—”

“Go. To. Sleep.”

Jan chuckled. “She’s pregnant, brother. I wouldn’t piss her off.”

“You’re a wise man,” she said. “What he said, Rick.”

Rick chuckled. “Sorry, love. Please, just don’t fry our balls in the delivery room.”

“No promises.” But she smiled as she drifted to sleep. She was going to be a mom. And they were going to be good dads.

And how many kids were lucky enough to have a bunch of wolves as adopted uncles?

THE END

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