Page 54 of Full Mountie

“I can hear you.”

He chuckles. “Good. Gives you a taste of what I’m thinking comes next.”

I groan and press my face into Beth’s bare thigh. She pats my head. “It’ll be okay,” she says with a giggle.

He’s turning her into a cruel queen.

I love it.

With a shudder, I sit back on my heels. My thighs ache, my cock is dying for relief, but I’m filled with so much intense pleasure, too. “Are you going to make me sit here and watch?”

Hugh steps back and strips out of his own clothes, then tugs Beth towards the bed. They tumble together onto the blanket, and for a second, I die a little inside. My eyelids slam shut—no, you can’t make me watch this—but then they peel themselves open again because fuck it, I want to watch anyway.

And Hugh’s holding his hand out for me.Get over here, you idiot, his face says.

I stumble as I get up. Beth meets me at the edge of the bed and tries to help me with my jeans, but they’re too fucking tight. I gasp out loud when I finally free my cock, but then they’re pulling me onto the bed, Beth on top of me, Hugh beside me, and the agonizing need to come is forgotten as bliss takes over again.

Hugh kisses me first, as Beth nuzzles my neck. Then it’s her mouth I’m tasting, sweet and warm, as Hugh goes hunting for condoms.

“Wrong drawer,” Beth tells him, giggling before burying her face in my chest.

There’s more swearing and laughing and so much touching I want to die from the pleasure of it.

“Ready?” I ask her. I don’t know why we’re whispering now, but it feels right. Like if we’re too loud, we might wake ourselves up.

I stroke her with eager fingers as Hugh sheaths himself. He catches my attention and gestures for me to help her straddle him, her back to him.

“Up you get, beautiful,” I say, and she follows my instructions. I kneel between Hugh’s legs, my own cock throbbing in front of me, and I guide her onto him. I watch, holding my breath, as she finds her balance, her body stretching and arching as she rises into the air. Then she sinks, one slow inch, then another. He’s big and she’s deliciously snug, I know this already for myself. But her gorgeous pussy stretches for him, and as she groans, he pushes up. I know how good that feels, too, thrusting into her wet, tight heat.

“God, you feel so fucking good,” Hugh says, his voice straining, his body coiled with tension. “I was a saint to wait this long.” He slaps his hand lightly on her hip. “Ride me.”

She blinks her eyes open and stares at me as she flexes her legs, rising up his cock, then down again. Slowly at first. In control. And then faster, as Hugh spurs her on. Not one to be passive, he’s moving beneath her, and at first she keeps her balance, but as they fuck, she starts to lose her composure inch by sexy inch. Her limbs start to shake. Her skin flushes, then pebbles, her nipples the hardest peaks I’ve ever seen.

I lean in, unable to resist her breasts. They feel swollen and heavy in my hands, lush and perfect, and I groan as I pull first one tip into my mouth, then the other. My cock hangs heavy between my legs, the crown hypersensitive as it brushes against my thigh. Icanresist the urge to stroke myself. I’ll wait for whatever comes next.

Her hands land on my shoulders, lightly, then heavier as Hugh begins to pound into her. I suck harder, wanting to get her there before he does, although it’s not a fucking race. We’re doing this together. All three of us.

She’s holding on to me for dear life now, her fingers digging in to my shoulder as Hugh holds her in place and grinds against her, pulling the sexiest moans from her perfect little mouth. “Ah, yes. Ohhh, God. Right there. More. More, more… Yes.”

“Touch yourself. Show Lachlan how to get you off,” Hugh growls. I reach between her legs and find her hand already there, rolling over her clit. I wrap my arms around her instead, holding her as she shudders, as her teeth sink into my shoulder and Hugh shouts that he’s found his own release.

Then he eases her up and off him, and we’re tumbling to the side. I can’t let go of her, but he’s on it. He gets me a condom, taking his dirty time getting it on me, and then he lifts her thigh on top of mine and guides us together.

The fucker found lube, too. He slicks me up, then Beth moans. “What…oh, God.”

“You okay?” I ask her quietly, and she refocuses her gaze on me.

“Oh, yeah.” She gives me a weak grin, the gasps. “Fuck, that’s cold!”

Hugh laughs. “You’re all swollen and Lachlan needs relief.”

“I can wait,” I say, my voice breaking.

“No.” She shakes her head, her breath hot against my lips as she shifts against me, rubbing her wet pussy against my cock. “I want you now.”

Hugh hisses as he slides in behind her. He gives me a devilish smile. “See? She wants you now, Lachlan. Take her.”

Fuck. Fuck, fuck… I lock my gaze on Beth and flex my hips, driving into her. She’s tighter than before. Swollen. Fuck. I should give her time to recover.

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