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She was absorbed in his responses and her own. She found it intriguing his every gasp, moan, and involuntary jerk excited her, though he wasn’t touching her sex or breasts. Her inner thighs were wet as her pussy flexed and heated, as if his bliss were her own. Sensing Sherv’s and Rusp’s gazes on her as she served Jemi increased her arousal. She worked him, using increasing enthusiasm as desire grew.
“Irene,” he moaned. “I need make love you now. Stop.”
He drew back, pulling freeing of her. At the same time, he lifted her so they were face to face. He kissed her, pressing her so she fell toward the bed. Strong arms caught her on the way down and lowered her to the mattress.
She was staring up at all three men when Jemi broke the kiss. His hands moved between them, and she realized he was positioning to enter her. What had seemed daunting, her body clamored for. Indescribable yearning filled her, wanting the fullness she’d gotten from his fingers.
“I’m ready,” she told him, the mysterious longing surging as the tip of his front shaft settled against her entrance.
“Slow for first time. Careful.” He seemed to be coaching himself as well as her. He was trembling as he pressed in her. “Easy. Stay relax.”
She had the urge to move, to capture the exquisite-feeling thickness making its gradual invasion. This was what she hungered for, what her awakened lust demanded; to be joined to another person.
It was amazing. His purple gaze never wavered from hers, linking them as intensely as their melding sexes did. He was sharing himself with her and she with him.
His second cock nudged her, reminding her what was already intense was about to become greater so.
“Easy, Irene.”
She took a deep breath, forcing the sudden tension to ease. She let him enter her, which he did, so very carefully.
It was no stranger than when he’d used his fingers on her. Irene offered a tremulous smile to show him she was all right. He slid in further and kissed her.
His fingers brushed her clit, and she forgot her anxiety in the burst of excitement. She moaned and her arms circled his neck as she deepened the kiss. The delight of sharing returned, and she opened to him freely.
Even the ache of taking his increasing girth failed to wake her from the euphoric dream of intimacy. He was as careful as he’d promised, easing out and in slightly more at each stroke of his rocking hips. When an actual sliver of pain threatened her sensual haze, it was quickly erased by Jemi’s shaft finding the sensitive place in her, doubling the pleasure of his fingers rubbing her clit. Such heady sensations meant even hurt somehow added to her growing bliss. Irene dove deep into growing paradise, never questioning the responses she lacked the knowledge to wonder at.
“Irene,” Jemi sighed. “So perfect. Thank you give me this.”
She almost laughed. He was thanking her? “You give me the gift. I had no idea it could be like this.”
She could no longer keep from moving in concert, her body responding as if it had been born knowing how to love a man. He thrust fully in, and her hips rose to greet him, taking him deep, and crying out softly at each lunge.
The thrills coursing through her intensified as they clapped together. Jemi plunged, his strength growing, though she sensed he continued to hold back. The friction was constant, threatening to combust into an inferno. She clung to him desperately, her legs winding around his ass and flexing, encouraging him to take her, to relieve the ever-tightening knot of tension expanding in her.
Their frantic attempts to kiss were broken up by their windstorm gasps. Irene sensed Jemi straining as she did to claim the spark that would set them both to explode. It hovered just beyond reach, teasing and beckoning and daring them to catch it.
Jemi’s teeth clenched, and a growl slipped between them. His gentle face turned animal, and a bolt of exhilaration shot through Irene. The elusive flicker caught hold, and she had an instant of feeling her entire being flung wide.
Blinding white flashed over her vision. A brutal surge of rapture tore her apart, and she surrendered to its ravaging.
Somewhere in the heaving chaos, she heard a man shout. The paroxysms shuddering her world doubled. Heat thundered and shook the heavens.
She woke to her surroundings, blanketed by Jemi. He was nearly collapsed upon her but rocking in her, though slowly, as his cocks pulsed rhythmically. Each of his breaths ended in a small, satisfied noise.
Warmth beyond the wetness spilling from her clutching sex permeated Irene. She’d shared herself with a man and found pleasure in it, as he had with her. The idea what they’d done was a sin, punishable by eternal damnation, seemed to her the most ridiculous notion possible. How could an act of such beauty be wicked? She’d never felt so whole, so at peace, so fulfilled.
Jemi went still for several seconds before he mustered the ability to raise his head and look at her. “How you, Irene?”
“Wonderful.”
They smiled at each other. It was ridiculous, but in the moment, Irene had the sensation of loving Jemi. He’d given her something precious, and it filled her heart. She kissed him, expressing all the passion her spent energy could muster.
Someone cleared his throat. Jemi laughed as he ended the kiss. “Trouble when so many in clan. I don’t allow to be lazy in the happy.”
Irene giggled at the phrase his limited English had concocted.Lazy in the happywas a pretty good description for savoring the aftereffects of orgasm.
Beyond the amusement, she wondered if she could summon the ability to give the other two as much as she’d given Jemi. She was as sated as she could imagine being. As the Imdiko slid free, however, his still-erect cock offered friction that sent warmth through her again.
