“It’s a night nurse’s super power,” she mumbles. “I need coffee or good dick to wake up all the way. There’s no in between.”
“What?” I sputter, chuckling as I set her on her feet. “I haven’t had a good morning, fuck you, or nothin’, beautiful. Now you’re trying to use me for my dick?”
“If the shoe fits,” she mumbles, pulling off Lore’s sweatshirt.
Careful to place it in a safe place, I grin in a predatory manner. It’s not lost to me that she isn’t on birth control, so I’ll happily breed her pink pussy without remorse. Does that make me an asshole?
Possibly. I’m trying to reform myself, but I’ll never be perfect. I’m just a biker with a streak of wildness who is obsessed with his pack.
She’s not wearing any panties, and I lift her onto the cold marble of the bathroom countertop, smirking as she makes a face at me.
“Can’t have my dick without giving me breakfast,” I murmur, lifting her legs over my shoulders. “Open up, and give me what I want.”
“Oh fuck,” she whimpers, watching as I drag my tongue up her cunt.
“I’m getting there,” I growl, smirking before I begin to eat her out.
Her pussy is delicious, and I suck and slurp as my mouth covers her slick covered lower lips. My tongue pushes into her slit, searching for every apricot and vanilla flavored drop as she gasps and mewls.
“Damn,” Storm says, coming up behind me to watch our omega. “Such a juicy cunt. Squirt all over his face, baby. Show him what a good fucking girl you are.”
Her eyes roll back as her fingers clamp around my hair, keeping me in place as she rides my face. Her hips roll in small movements, chasing her orgasm as her slick pushes out of her cunt.
“Such a gorgeous praise slut,” I growl, enjoying how she cries out. The vibration travels right up her body, exactly how I want it to. “Lose yourself to me, Baby Girl. Forget it all and give me everything.”
Tears slide down her face as she comes, and I suck hard on her clit, pushing my fingers into her cunt so she has something to clench down on. Neither Storm or I draw attention to her tears, fully aware she needs to feel something other than the gnawing, clawing sadness we both feel.
We see you, sweet girl.
My lower face is covered in her release as I lift my head, and Storm pulls my head back so he can lick and suck it all off. Marie’s moan as she watches us is sexy as fuck, and when Storm moves back, it’s to turn on the water in the shower.
“Still want more?” I ask Marie, leaning forward to kiss her.
“I want to forget for a little while,” she whispers against my lips. “Is that wrong?”
“No,” I reassure her.
“Marie?” Storm asks, turning to face her.
Oh shit.
“Storm…” I hiss.
“I remove my command to not allow you to reject us,” he says. “I want you to use us however you need to. Lean on us, allow us to be there for you because we’re the only ones who understand how you feel. This is the only way I know to make us all on the same level. I’m sorry I panicked when I found you.”
“I was pissed at you,” she growls. I pick her up from the counter and walk toward Storm, sandwiching her between us before I place her on her feet to face him.
He started this, he can get himself out of it. I hoped he’d wait a little longer.
“We fucked up by leaving you,” he says, leaning toward her. This concession costs him as she slaps him. His jaw drops right before she grabs hold of his hair and pulls him down to kiss him.
Groaning, he grabs a palmful of her ass, he pushes his boxers off his hips until they fall to the floor. I smirk as he steps out of them in a hurry and Marie climbs up his body when he lifts her.Storm walks her right into the shower, leaving me to undress and follow them.
He kisses her under the running water, his cheek still red with her handprint. I can’t help but wonder what Lore would think about this, and if he’d tie Marie’s hands behind her back for hitting Storm before fucking her in reward for standing up for herself.
Cutting her wings isn’t something we’re after. Marie’s spark is what attracted us all to her. Even after she almost ran me over, I wanted to spend more time with her.
My lips press to her shoulder as my thumb presses against her puckered hole.
