Possession (The Mate Games 3)

Then with one careful digit, I pressed inside the tight channel. She tensed, then moaned as I began moving.

“More,” she urged.

Never one to deny her, I did as she asked, sliding a second finger in and scissoring them back and forth to help stretch her out.

I was dying from wanting her, and as though he knew, Caleb said, “Lie on the bed, Noah. We are going to try something new. She needs to be the one driving for this.”

I nodded, moving so I was on my back with Sunday kneeling beside me.

“Face the door, sweet girl. You’re the one in control. Take things as fast or as slow as you need. And if it’s too much, we will stop. Do you understand?”

Sunday nodded eagerly, facing away from me as she climbed up over my hips.

“Noah?” She glanced over her shoulder, vulnerability shining in her eyes.

“Yes, dove?”

“Will it hurt?”

I couldn’t lie to her. “It may burn a little, but if it's more painful than that, we’ll stop and try again another time.”

Biting her lower lip, she nodded. I held my cock, ready for her, and waited as she slowly sank down, her arse exactly as I’d hoped.

Hot. Tight. Sexy as fuck.

Goosebumps raced down her skin, and she shivered as she adapted to the invasion. “It feels so much better than I ever imagined. Why did we wait so long to try this?”

“I don’t bloody know. Can you take more? God, I’m not even halfway in.”

She squirmed and sank lower, her breath catching in her throat as I stretched her further. “Help me?” she begged.

Taking her hips in my hands, I slowly rolled my pelvis up until I was fully seated inside her. By the time it was done, we were both trembling with pent-up need.

“I’m so full,” she whispered.

“You’re about to be more full. Alek, are you ready?” Caleb’s question caught me off guard.

“I’m not finished.”

“No, you’re not. You’re just getting started. Lie back, Sunday. Let Noah hold you. Aleksandr needs space for what I have in mind.”