Page 45 of Smoke and Mirrors
She shivered some more through her ragged breaths. Her cheeks flushed with pink as she gazed up at Hunter, who looked back at her like he treasured her above all else. He smoothed his hands down her body, palming her breasts and caressing her curves and she hummed in delight.
I only then noticed she had been stroking him and he was rock hard.
“Want to switch places, wolf?” I had a feeling Mel wouldn’t want me fucking her first. On top of looking apprehensive about my piercings, I was wider than Hunter— not that his dick was small by any means. She also just knew him better than me.
“Gladly,” he grinned, leaning down to suck those beautiful pink nipples before scooting around to the lower half of her body.
“Did you enjoy that,steluta?” I purred, lifting her head to set it in my lap like Hunter did.
“Is the sky blue?” she laughed, bringing her hands up to rake her fingers down my thighs. “You felt amazing. That tongue of yours is something else.”
I hissed with pleasure at the resulting tingles of her nails on my quad muscles. My dick twitched and I ached to be inside her. My dragon roared with the need to consume her but I shoved him down. Only she would decide if she wanted me.
“The sky isn’t actually blue,” Hunter quipped as he settled between Mel’s thighs. “It’s just the reflection of the ocean.”
Mel and I both groaned in unison. “So hot to hear you talk useless facts in bed,” she teased, running her fingers through his platinum hair spilling over her skin. “That’s something Connor would say…”
She fell silent, growing wistful, but Hunter brought her right back into the mood with us.
“When Con’s back,” he kissed the valley between her breasts, “he can be the trivia master while Raz and I rock your world.”
She laughed, a light musical sound that wrapped around my heart and squeezed. I couldn’t wait until Connor got his head out of his ass so we could make her laugh like that every day. She was beautiful to look at no matter what mood she was in, but seeing her face light up at a silly joke made her absolutely radiant.
Hunter smothered her mouth with a kiss, turning her giggles into soft moans as his hips lined up to hers. Her arms wrapped around his back but she suddenly jerked away and broke off the kiss.
“Wait,” she said, already panting again and looked up at me. “Do you have condoms, Raz?”
“Ah, no.” I rubbed my jaw, genuinely forgetting that humans used those things.
Her face turned red as it fell with disappointment. “Then I’m sorry guys, but I can’t… I’m not on any birth control.”
“Mel, shifters can’t get humans pregnant,” Hunter said softly. “It hasn’t been scientifically proven, of course, but there’s ah, lots of anecdotal evidence. And unless I’m mistaken,” he glanced up at me. “We also don’t transmit the same illnesses. Sexually or otherwise.”
“What are you looking at me for?” I demanded in mock anger. “Just because I used to ah, how would you say it, take sexual partners indiscriminately?”
“You could just say manwhore,” Hunter snorted.
“Fine, yes. I used to manwhore. And I’ve never caught anything. Not even a cold.”
“I don’t think that’s how that word is used,” Mel giggled, gazing up at me. “But your accent is adorable.”
“Ah yes, make fun of the foreigner,” I growled, but smiled as I leaned down and peppered kisses all over her face and neck. Her laughs turned to hitched breaths and moans as I went from playful to sensual, nipping her skin where it was most sensitive until she arched against Hunter.
“Do you want to continue, little fox?” he asked, running his hands across her thighs which had wrapped around his lean hips.
“Yes,” she breathed, then whispered a word in his ear that made me instantly hard again. “Please.”
He didn’t need any further convincing. His hips rolled forward and Mel’s face upon the moment of penetration was pure bliss.
“Ohhh,” she moaned so hotly, balling her fists around the sheets already.
Hunter eased into her gently, making slow, careful thrusts as her body learned to accommodate him. He pushed himself up to straight arms, watching her move beneath him in wide-eyed awe as he built up to a steady rhythm.
“Raz,” she moaned, making my cock ache. Somehow it was a huge ego boost that Hunter was the one fucking her and she was moaning my name.
“Yes,steluta?” I stroked her hair, enjoying the glazed over look of pleasure on her face and the way her tits bounced as Hunter rutted into her.
“Do you want me to, ahh…,” she trailed off in a wordless moan as Hunter changed up his rhythm, fucking her slow and deep.
