Page 34 of Healing Her Lions


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“Jesus, Handsome,” she groans.

“So good,” he whispers. He teases the band of her panties for a second before diving underneath. “You are so wet, Sugar.”

Las gets off the stool and walks to the opposite side, his eyes never leaving Breeane. “My turn,” he says gruffly.

“Las.” Breeane’s hips jerk when Logan leaves her.

“I love hearing my name coming from your lips,” he assures her. He pulls off the thin material shielding her pussy from us. “But for me,” he starts as he glides through her wetness. “Would love you to call me Daddy.” He pumps harder.

“Yes, please, Daddy,” she says with no hesitation.

“You suck Daddy’s fingers so good, baby.”

“So fucking hot,” I mummer. We have never shared a woman, and it’s not like we sit around discussing our kinks. For some reason, though, it’s not surprising that Las likes to be called Daddy. I find it incredibly hot to watch my brothers pleasure our mate. It feels right.

“Daddy, I’m going to come,” she whimpers.

“Brothers, help me get her there,” Las glances at us quickly and then focuses back on his fingers. “Do you like that, baby?” he asks after we add our fingers. “All three of your mates’ fingers inside you.” We move in unison, her soft walls welcoming us.

“Jesus, yes, Daddy.” Her hips thrust, and her head goes back.

Her pussy throbs as she comes, yelling.

We pull out, and her dazed eyes widen when they meet ours as we lick her come from our fingers.

“We still have time left on your reward,” I sing, glancing at my watch before I put my mouth to her swollen flesh. I suck the come that covers her.

Her hands slap the counter. “Lucas,” she cries.

“Does his mouth feel good, Sugar?” Logan asks.

“Yes…yes,” she gasps out.

“I could eat you forever, baby. Delicious.” I whisper over her clit. And then I suck.

“Oh, my.”

I pull away when I feel her start to shake. “My brothers get their turn before you come again.”

Las takes my place, and I move to her thrashing head. I wait until his head is buried between her thighs and then cup her throat. “Daddy,” she moans. “Lucas,” she begs, unsure of what she is asking for.

“Give me your mouth,” I growl. “Taste yourself.” She turns to me, willing to give us everything.

Fuck, this woman. I drown her cries in my mouth, loving her eagerness as her mouth pushes closer. I control her movement, though, with my hand contracting around her neck.

“Shit,” Las rumbles.

I take my mouth away to see him step back, but Logan stays to her side and leans over, his hand grabbing her thigh, spreading her wide. Breeane whines as his mouth connects, and her hand automatically reaches for my brother's head.

I knew she liked his hair.

“Oh god,” she sobs.

“Are you going to come?” I ask harshly.

“Yes.”

“Do it. Come all over his face,” I demand. Her other hand grasps my shirt desperately as she does. “Good girl. That’s it,” I encourage.

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