Page 68 of The Truth of Our Secrets

“Suck his cock,” I demand.

They both groan as her mouth closes around his leaking cock. I enjoy the view for a minute, then dip my tongue in her drenched pussy. I’ll never get enough of her taste. So sweet with a delicious tang.

Needing to prepare her to be truly claimed by both of us, I pull her cheeks apart and run my tongue around her rim. It tightens reflexively, but I know how to relax her. One arm under her torso holds her up, and the other hand strokes her clit.

She makes a gagging sound and Emmet praises her for taking him so deep. My cock points straight up at them, begging for attention, but he’ll have to wait his turn.

Licking and sucking her hole, I work my tongue into savoring her musky taste. She bucks back on my face, then lurches forward to take more of Emmet.

“You’re perfect,” I murmur, then properly tongue fuck her.

She’s moaning around Emmet’s cock and when I look at him, I realize how close he is to coming.

“Not yet.” I yank her off Emmet, and she growls in frustration. “You’ll have us both and we’ll make sure you’re satisfied,” I assure her.

Flattening out on the bed, I spread my legs around Emmet, who’s still kneeling.

“Turn around, Baby Girl.”

I know he has a negative test, but we’ve decided against an oops baby. So as she’s getting into position, I say, “We need condoms.”

Emmet almost falls off the bed in his rush to fish one out of the wallet in his jeans. Too bad the phoenix can’t help him fly.

“You’re grinning.” Madyson smiles as she traces my lips with her long nail.

“I can’t wait to be inside you with him.” We kiss while I reach out to grab the lube and a condom for myself from the bedside table. I would’ve given Emmet one too, but he moved too fast.

When the bottle clicks open, Madyson lets out a mewl. She’s like Pavlov’s dog and starts grinding down on my aching cock. I coat my fingers and reach around to slick up her hole.

“Do you want to prep her or should I?” I ask, watching Emmet’s eyes focusing on my fingers in her ass.

“I’ll take over, J-Bear.” His voice is scratchy and he can’t tear his gaze away. Before, the nickname sounded like a taunt. Now it falls from his lips like a prayer. One I’d like to hear again and again.

“Okay, Angel. Tell me when she’s ready.” I remove my fingers, but Emmet grabs my hand and inserts my index finger with his so we’re both opening her up.

“Angel?”

“Yeah.” He waits for an explanation. I’m not great with words. Only an angel would forgive me for what I did to him. He’s heaven sent. “You bring light and fucking joy. You’re a fucking fallen angel.”

His grin stops my heart. “Awww J-Bear. You’re my big, toppy, dominant bear. But you’re a teddy bear too.”

I grasp the back of his neck and haul him into a kiss. He licks into my mouth, tasting Madyson. His kisses become feral. He wants more.

“Daddy, I’m ready.” Madyson keens, fucking herself on our fingers.

“You ready for our cocks to fill both your holes?” My voice thrums into Emmet’s mouth, then I release him.

“Please, I need you both.” She’s panting and flushing the most exquisite shade of pink.

“Get ready, Firecracker.”

I lie flat with her legs straddling me and enter her in one thrust. She collapses on my chest in the perfect position for Emmet.

“Use more lube,” I instruct and can see him fight the urge to roll his eyes.

His hand skates down her back, then he massages both her cheeks. He lifts her up and down, fucking her on my cock, completely mesmerized. He picks up the pace with a ravenous expression.

“Angel, get inside her before you make me come.” His eyes snap to mine at the term of endearment. I’m not sorry and I’m not taking it back. “Go on,” I encourage him.

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