Page 59 of Mark Us Little Bear
“Then, come for us Bear.” He pulls his thumb from my mouth and moves to squeeze at my breast before he rubs and pinches my erect nipple.
I nibble on my lip to keep myself from whimpering out loud. The tight knot in my core almost snaps as I spasm repeatedly, clutching around Ronnie’s tatted fingers when he curls them deep inside me.
“Your tiny clit is so wet and swollen.” That huskiness in his voice is sending me to the sweet edge along with their unrelenting hands that pleasure my most sensitive places. “You’re so fucking sexy.”
“And ours,” Ronnie adds, whispering it against my cheek and kissing me.
Fire is coursing through my veins and is exploding in my core.
“Come all over his fingers, I want to taste you.”
Yes. Yes. YES.
I’m so fucking close.
“Look at you, Bear, our dirty little fuck toy.”
Ah! I feel it tingling everywhere.
“So fucking delicious I can almost taste you on my tongue.”
Don’t stop. Don’t stop. I wriggle from side to side, clamping my thighs together.
“You wanted to play, now let’s see how well you behave when you lose.”
I don’t follow but my body does when they stop moving their hands.
Ronnie stares at me as he pulls his fingers out of my dripping pussy, moving one finger closer to his mouth, he smiles and plunges it inside. A cold breeze touches my face and I shiver while I watch him, feeling frustrated and equally aroused as he licks and swallows my arousal.
“So sweet,” he leans in, “Taste yourself,” and crushes his lips to mine. His tongue searches for a way in and I part my lips, granting him access. The stubble across his angular jaw prickles as it moves against my skin. Currents of electricity cross my body up and down and anew as our tongues glide along each other and I capture his soft lip between mine.
It tastes sweet and a little salty.
With a wicked smirk, he signals Bradley to open his mouth and pushes the second finger with the traces of my arousal he left for him. We watch him closely and desire flickers in our eyes as he swallows it.
He bites back a whimper but then a soft sensation spreads around my clit again when Bradley’s finger returns.
“What Bear, youalmostcame but didn’t?”
Parting my lips, a wave of excitement and white hot cursing through me, the knot in my core is already tight.
“This is nothing compared to the fantasies we have,” Ronnie whispers, “I still want to eat your pussy for dinner on top of the kitchen island.”
Yes.
“More,” I moan softly through half-mast lids as I make sure his brothers aren’t onto us.
They aren’t.
“My cock is inside you, fucking you hard while I press a wand to your clit and edge you for as long as I want, until you cry and beg me to let you come all over my cock.” Bradley continues.
Oh my god.
“That’s a promise.”
“You will have two cocks to suck, two cocks to fuck, and you will get to have us both inside your tight pussy until we stretch you beyond what you think is possible.”
With those words, his hands stop again as one of the main characters in the movie gets back up after a harsh tackle on the football field.
