Page 92 of Seduced By the Mermen
“Is he doing what you want?” Clark asks.
She rolls from side to side a bit. And I’m not one to torture such a lovely female. But it is rather fun. I grab the thigh that’s over my shoulder and pinch it. Her heel presses into the middle of my back.
I move my kisses closer. Because not tasting her is as much a punishment for me as it is for her.
“Closer.” Her breath is heavy. And her free leg twitches on the side of the bed.
But I move farther away.
Blair pushes up onto her elbows. “For a teacher, you don’t follow directions well.”
I burst out with a quick laugh. And head right out into my delectable work. I part her lips and circle her clit, adjusting my hands to get the best leverage I can. Her legs flop wide and still.
“I’ve got you, Brave One.” Clark’s kisses echo on her skin.
I place my hand on her belly. She’s trembling. And for a moment, I wonder if I’m doing something wrong, but then Blair lets out a long, slow, hissing moan. It hits me in my chest. It’s a sound of delayed longing, and it burns in my ears.
“It’s good Blair, isn’t it?” Clark asks.
“Yes.” Her hips lift from the edge of the mattress. “So good.”
“That’s what I thought, Brave One.”
Her moans are muffled, and I can only guess that it’s from Clark’s lips.
“You’re so close. Fuck, you’re beautiful when you’re this close. Don’t hide from me... that’s it,” Clark continues.
Her fingers tighten in my hair, pulling, and the tension’s almost enough to make me come. I thrust a finger into her, working it in rhythm with my tongue. Blair’s legs tighten, and she bounces. Her knees tighten around my head.
I kiss along the edge of her thigh as the last bits of her orgasm shake out of her. She tugs on my head, nudging me up from the floor.
When I settle on the mattress, I expect her to be sleepy, but her eyes are bright. And she licks her lips. “Come here.” She tugs at me. I’m frantically taking off the rest of my clothes.
Clark’s kissing the back of her neck, one hand working her breast, the other on her hip. Our lips meet. I’m ravenous for her. Her hand snakes down between us. And damn, I’m liable to come like a podlet when she tightens her fingers around my cock and pumps me.
I pull back, and she’s a vixen. Her eyes jump. “I want you. I want you now.” She pushes on my shoulder, flattening me against the mattress. I willingly roll, and Blair straddles me. Clark moves behind her. His hand travels up and down her arms to her hips. Her head lolls back, and I grab her thighs, pulling her down onto me.
Her head falls forward, and our eyes lock. “I want you.”
“I’m yours.”
She positions me at her entrance, and I slide in. My eyes slam shut, but I pry them open, watching her as I slowly slide into her. It’s beyond words. My brain is scrambled.
When she’s seated all the way, her eyes close. “So good.”
“Fabulous.” My fingers dig into her hips, and I thrust up into her, setting a rhythm that has me a second away from breaking apart.
“Blair,” Clark says. And honestly, I’d forgotten he was even in the room with us.
Which is a lot, as Clark dominates a room.
I pull myself up and kiss up the side of her breast. Her lavender scent surrounds me.
“Delmar,” she says, her eyes holding me as we move together. The bed shakes. I’m focused on her and only her. The next time we’re together, it won’t be in the guest room but where she belongs. Where she will be our queen. The pod bedroom.
Blair rolls her neck. Clark’s there, nipping and sucking on her skin. It’s an out-of-body experience watching her. Watching them. Her movements are ever more frenzied, eyes clamped tightly shut, lips parted.
“Don’t stop. It feels so good, Delmar. Don’t stop.” Her words rush out of her, and she grabs the sides of my head with both hands and kisses me.
