Marrying Mari by Elyse Snow Page B

belly, gentling his touch as she quieted.
    Opening her eyes, she stared at Gabriel, dazed.
    He grinned at her, pleased as a big lazy cat. He lifted his fingers to his mouth and sucked them clean. “Damn, you do taste like honey.” He reared up on his hands and knees, coming close to her. “Taste.” He kissed her mouth, sweetly.
    “That was…” She couldn’t go on.
    Gabriel traced a finger down her face and grinned. “Yeah.”
    “My turn.” Ethan spoke in her ear. He swung her around and kissed her, thoroughly and deeply. Their bodies touched from shoulders to belly, and the heat of his skin burned against her.
    She opened her eyes, staring up into his blue ones. “So soon? I-I don’t think I can.” The aftershocks of her orgasm continued to pulse through her.
    Ethan kissed her again, rolling with her until she was flat on the sheets. He leaned over her, rubbing his cotton-covered shaft against her bareness. “Don’t think, beauty. Just feel.” He teased her with short, sharp thrusts.
    “Ethan, no.” She pressed her hands flat against his chest.
    He stopped, immediately. His jaw flexed, but his voice was gentle. “No?”
    Gabriel was on her other side. He turned her face toward him. “What is it?”
    She blushed. “That’s the first time I’ve…”
    “Come?” Gabriel asked.
    She nodded. “Like that , I mean. Nothing like that .” She looked at Ethan again, feeling his hand resting against her thigh. “I wouldn’t be able to—not twice, not so soon.” She groaned and hid her face, embarrassed and angry at herself for ruining everything. But she knew her limitations.
    Ethan kissed her temple. “Relax. Let me make it good for you.”
    “You can’t,” she wailed. “I mean, I can’t. Really can’t.”
    Ethan lifted her face. He looked into those big eyes, wet with frustrated tears, and wanted her more than ever. He glanced down her body, seeing the tautness of her nipples, the glistening moisture still on her thighs. He stroked her pussy again and her breath caught. Her lower body pushed back at him, echoing his movement. Couldn’t? She thought she was incapable of a second orgasm, when he could see her body was already responding to his touch?
    “Let me worry about it. You just relax. Kiss Gabriel.” And he shifted away from her for a moment, shucking his briefs. Her exotic eyes dropped to his arousal, and the flush returned to her cheeks. She bit her lip and didn’t look away. Encouraged, Ethan laid back down at her side and slid his fingers back over her soft, wet flesh and into her tight opening. She moaned and her head fell back against Gabriel, who immediately kissed her as if he couldn’t get enough. The big man’s hand began to play with her left nipple, teasing and plucking it. He couldn’t stop touching Mari, which Ethan took as a good sign.
    Ethan lowered his head to her free breast and took the rosy tip into his mouth. He sucked it, hard, and pushed two fingers in and out of her slick channel. Her small hand slid up over his shoulder and into his hair, clutching the short strands to hold him in place. She did want him. He smiled against her firm flesh, and sucked harder, teasing the fingers of his other hand against the lower curve of her sweetly rounded flesh.
    He was so hard after watching her with Gabriel that he thought he might shoot early, like a teenager in a backseat. Damn . She obviously didn’t realize how responsive, how exciting she was to both of them. Neither he nor Gabriel was done with her, and he suspected they’d all be exhausted by morning. He had to maintain some control, or he’d simply rut over her like an animal, and he was determined not to frighten her like that. Patience, he told himself.
    Ethan slid a third finger into her, lifting his mouth from her breast to watch. It was clear she hadn’t had sex in a long time, from her reaction and the tightness of her channel. He’d have to go more carefully than he’d planned, hold on to his control,