No Contest (Alaskan Sabears #1)(83)

By: Becca Van


“Yes. Now?” Celeste reached for him. Hodge leaned over and kissed her voraciously, their tongues swirling and gliding. And then he was pushing inside. She clutched at his shoulders, loving how his muscles flexed beneath her touch and sighed with relief when he was all the way in.

“Wrap your arms around my neck and your legs around my waist, love.”

She hugged him tight with her limbs and then gasped when he rolled them over until he was on his back on the mattress and she was draped over him, still intimately connected. Celeste levered herself up with her hands on Hodge’s chest and shifted on her knees. She met his gaze when Hodge made a growly sound.

“You feel amazing around me, Celeste.”

“I love having you inside of me.” She leaned down and kissed him. Tarik got up on the bed behind her, smoothed his hands up and down her back and then kneaded her butt. She heard a bottle popping open and then Tarik was rubbing lube-covered fingers over her ass.

Celeste moaned and tried to push back against him but Hodge had a good hold on her hips. She released his lips and panted heavily.

“Do you want me, baby?” Tarik whispered in her ear and then nipped her earlobe making her groan.

“So much.”

“Good thing. I’m aching to be inside you.” Tarik’s fingers retreated and when she felt the crown of his lube-covered cock press against her ass, she relaxed her muscles.

“Fuck. Hot. Wet. Tight.” Tarik groaned as he slowly worked his hard dick into her pucker.

“Oh.” She gasped as she shook with hunger. “Move. Please?”

“Anything you want, love.” Hodge gazed at Tarik and nodded.

Tarik drew back until the tip of his cock was just inside her dark entrance and as he shoved back in, Hodge retreated from her pussy. In and out they stroked, increasing the depth, pace, and ferocity of their loving until she was hanging on the precipice.

“I’m close, love. Let go.” Hodge made a low rumbling sound. “Come on my cock.” He slammed his lips into hers as he pressed his thumb on her clit.

Celeste screamed as she went flying.

Her internal muscles quaked and quivered, her body shook and shivered as euphoria held her in its grip.

Tarik drove into her ass with a roar. His cock jerked and juddered as he came right along with her. One stroke later, Hodge yelled as he shoved in deep, his dick twitching and trembling inside her pussy, sending her into another paroxysm of bliss.

Celeste slumped against Hodge’s chest and kissed his skin right over his racing heart.

Tarik kissed the mark he’d made when he’d mated her causing more aftershocks to wrack her body.

“Love you, both,” she murmured knowing they’d hear her.

“Love you, too.” Hodge kissed her temple.

“Love you, baby.” Tarik kissed her neck.

The last thought that drifted across her mind before she fell asleep was, definitely no contest.





THE END