Page 97 of Mark Us Little Bear
Each thrust that hits the deepest part of me belongs to us.
Ronnie wraps his lips around my nipple and sucks it while Bradley massages my hips.
“This is better than our fantasies. This is better than everything. Fuck!” Ronnie hisses.
It is.
It feels real.
“Amber, do you think you can take it faster?” Bradley checks.
A symphony of heavy breathes and sexual sounds grace my ears. It all blends and I get lost in it.
“Yes, you can pick it up gradually,” I answer.
I slam my lips to Ronnie’s and we swirl our tongues together as their thrusts take hold of my soul. It doesn’t feel like I’m in my body anymore, it feels like I’m in a bubble and I’m afraid for it to puncture. “Don’t stop, please, I need to come.” The end is near and everything blurs.
“When we reach ten we come together. Start counting Little Bear.” Ronnie commands.
I push the word through a moan, “One.”
“Two,” Bradley gasps and thrusts.
“Omg, three.” I roll my eyes. Sheens of sweat gather on my forehead.
“Four,” Ronnie growls.
I wriggle and shake as an uncontrollable wire crosses through me.
“Five,” I grind my teeth.
“Amber you’re a goddess. Six.”
“Seven.” I gasp. “I can’t.”
“Eight.”
“Come on baby you can take us.”
“You’re doing so well. Keep clenching.”
Their voices blend but it doesn’t matter because I know they both think the same and this is a safe space for all of us.
“Nine.”
I fist the sheets tighter with my trembling hands. “Ahh,” My scream slices through the air and oxygen barely reaches my lungs. Every nerve ending in my body quakes and my soul combusts.
“Ten. That’s right, scream, Little Bear.” Ronnie whimpers. “We own your gorgeous little body.”
All our beautiful moments flash before my eyes as the tightness in my core snaps. They send me over another precipice and my body jerks and shakes with each pulsing second. With each quake that is taking over my soul. With each thrust that comes upon my walls. The orgasm shudders through me. From the depth of my soul. From the depth of my existence. It almost feels like a dream. Currents of my desire ripple through me, leaking between my warm thighs along with theirs.
“Oh fuck, I love that sound.” Ronnie moans, whimpers, and growls as countless sensations coursing through our bodies.
“Yeah sounds so delicious I want to sink my teeth into you.”
I’m wrecked.
The feeling is everlasting.
