and down his cock with the driving speed Sorin used. She wanted to match Sorin and blow Danel’s mind.
Behind her, Abel screamed as Calin brought him. Her reaction fisted around Calin and he grunted as his release poured from him while her channel spasmed around him.
Danel’s moans flooded the room. She focused solely on his cock as he thrust into her, impelled by Sorin’s shaft shoving into him. Carefully, Calin pulled from her, and she readjusted her stance as she shot her tongue over Danel’s glans. She reached up and cupped his sac, rolling and squeezing his balls as they worked him. He swore and rewarded her with his rough fingers in her hair. He tugged and guided as he fucked her, mindless as Sorin pegged him.
She didn’t care. This was the out of control man she loved. Purposely, she nicked the underside of his head with her teeth. Danel lurched. His salty cum sprayed onto her tongue and she swallowed it, taking as much as she could, though some escaped to fall to her breasts. It trickled down the slope to roll to her stomach.
Pulling free, she looked up, watching him. One of Sorin’s hands splayed on Danel’s belly and his other wrapped under Danel’s arm, grasping his shoulder. Danel’s face contorted with tortured pleasure.
She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand as she sat back on her heels and watched them. Sorin’s head rested beside his partner’s as he took him. Both of their eyes were closed, and Macy didn’t think she’d ever seen such a beautiful thing. The two of them together were awe inspiring, and more than anything before now, she wanted to capture a photo of them together like this. Their faces were… This was magic. Intense. Feral. United. Totally in love.
She wanted to be that in love someday. She wanted someone that in love with her. Her heart ached with the need. Captured by their rapture yet feeling outside of it, she watched them. She ignored her longing and focused on their passion, determined to find the same for herself.
Chapter Seven
After cleaning up, Macy finished putting the lights on the tree then put on warm clothes. She needed a walk to clear her head. She’d always been so self-contained, this need for all-consuming love startled her. What disturbed her, though, was that she wanted it from Sorin and Danel. As she’d watched them reach their culmination, it had hit her as hard as a speeding train, giving her no time to dodge or deny it. The knowledge was just there.
She had to get away and think.
Over the past week, she’d grown close to Danel and Sorin and even felt the dawning of what could truly become love. She didn’t want to push that or explore that. Not yet. It still seemed so nebulous, and she was afraid it was only their forced proximately. Conversely, she had discovered that you learned a ton about a person—or persons in this case—when you spent nearly a week in bed with them.
She grinned. She liked spending time with Sorin and Danel, clothed and unclothed. Still…they were holding something back. She saw it in the looks they sometimes exchanged. It undermined her security with them.
Sighing, she wandered across the village, the dry snow crunching beneath her boots. She smiled at Luka and Mattie as they came bounding through the opening that led to the outside. When they saw her, they frowned. Consternation furrowed their brows then they glanced behind her and their faces cleared. With a wave, they raced off, running behind a row of homes.
The outside. That was what she needed. A wide-open space.
The corridor path was hard packed and she traversed it quickly while the snow fell around her much like that first night. She wondered if perhaps it was possible for her to make it down the mountain. Her heart protested. No way! She wasn’t leaving them.
She stopped short, blinking. She. Wasn’t. Leaving. Them?
They hadn’t even asked her to stay. They loved each other . Why would they ask her? She rubbed her
Behind her, Abel screamed as Calin brought him. Her reaction fisted around Calin and he grunted as his release poured from him while her channel spasmed around him.
Danel’s moans flooded the room. She focused solely on his cock as he thrust into her, impelled by Sorin’s shaft shoving into him. Carefully, Calin pulled from her, and she readjusted her stance as she shot her tongue over Danel’s glans. She reached up and cupped his sac, rolling and squeezing his balls as they worked him. He swore and rewarded her with his rough fingers in her hair. He tugged and guided as he fucked her, mindless as Sorin pegged him.
She didn’t care. This was the out of control man she loved. Purposely, she nicked the underside of his head with her teeth. Danel lurched. His salty cum sprayed onto her tongue and she swallowed it, taking as much as she could, though some escaped to fall to her breasts. It trickled down the slope to roll to her stomach.
Pulling free, she looked up, watching him. One of Sorin’s hands splayed on Danel’s belly and his other wrapped under Danel’s arm, grasping his shoulder. Danel’s face contorted with tortured pleasure.
She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand as she sat back on her heels and watched them. Sorin’s head rested beside his partner’s as he took him. Both of their eyes were closed, and Macy didn’t think she’d ever seen such a beautiful thing. The two of them together were awe inspiring, and more than anything before now, she wanted to capture a photo of them together like this. Their faces were… This was magic. Intense. Feral. United. Totally in love.
She wanted to be that in love someday. She wanted someone that in love with her. Her heart ached with the need. Captured by their rapture yet feeling outside of it, she watched them. She ignored her longing and focused on their passion, determined to find the same for herself.
Chapter Seven
After cleaning up, Macy finished putting the lights on the tree then put on warm clothes. She needed a walk to clear her head. She’d always been so self-contained, this need for all-consuming love startled her. What disturbed her, though, was that she wanted it from Sorin and Danel. As she’d watched them reach their culmination, it had hit her as hard as a speeding train, giving her no time to dodge or deny it. The knowledge was just there.
She had to get away and think.
Over the past week, she’d grown close to Danel and Sorin and even felt the dawning of what could truly become love. She didn’t want to push that or explore that. Not yet. It still seemed so nebulous, and she was afraid it was only their forced proximately. Conversely, she had discovered that you learned a ton about a person—or persons in this case—when you spent nearly a week in bed with them.
She grinned. She liked spending time with Sorin and Danel, clothed and unclothed. Still…they were holding something back. She saw it in the looks they sometimes exchanged. It undermined her security with them.
Sighing, she wandered across the village, the dry snow crunching beneath her boots. She smiled at Luka and Mattie as they came bounding through the opening that led to the outside. When they saw her, they frowned. Consternation furrowed their brows then they glanced behind her and their faces cleared. With a wave, they raced off, running behind a row of homes.
The outside. That was what she needed. A wide-open space.
The corridor path was hard packed and she traversed it quickly while the snow fell around her much like that first night. She wondered if perhaps it was possible for her to make it down the mountain. Her heart protested. No way! She wasn’t leaving them.
She stopped short, blinking. She. Wasn’t. Leaving. Them?
They hadn’t even asked her to stay. They loved each other . Why would they ask her? She rubbed her
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