Pleasure Bound
Zeke. And Ty. Both inside her.
He nuzzled her neck. “Do you like the idea of being fucked by two men? Both of us driving into your sweet little body.”
She nodded, unable to utter a word as pleasure blossomed into full-blown bliss. Every nerve ending electrified.
“Are you coming, sweet thing?” he asked as he drove deeper.
She nodded again, then wailed in ecstasy. She lost all sense of time and space as she simply rode the wave of sheer unadulterated joy.
Zeke tensed behind her, his groin shuddering in spasms. Then he collapsed against her back, sucking in air. Both cocks slipped away.
“My God, woman, fucking you is intense.”
A jubilant energy bubbled through her and she began to giggle. She rolled onto her side, then slipped off the edge of the bed, her giggles turning to full-out laughter. As he tumbled on top of her, he rolled onto his side, tugging her against his body, chuckling the whole time.
As she lay on the carpet, tucked against his strong, warm body, she smiled, still high on the overwhelming erotic experience they’d just shared. That had certainly blown the doors off any doubts she might have had about getting involved with a man like Zeke. Good God, she’d never felt as alive as she had in his arms. And she’d certainly never felt as incredibly sexy.
* * *
Zeke held Marie close, watching her lovely face in the moonlight as she slept. Shit, he would never have believed a woman could get under his skin like this one had. Her love of adventure and willingness to try new things made her exceptionally fun to be around. And her endearing sweetness paired with her exuberance to explore a whole new world of sexual experience proved to be a powerful aphrodisiac.
But more than that, he felt special when he was with her. Her delicate femininity made him feel strong and powerful, yet her obvious strength of will assured him she wasn’t fragile. He could dominate her knowing she would keep her sense of self. And her sense of humor.
He smiled as he remembered rolling on the floor with her after their intense lovemaking. Laughter paired with sex. He loved it. Since he’d met her, he’d found himself looking forward to each new day just so he could be with her.
He tightened his arms around her. A huge thing was that she accepted him for who he was. Most people saw no further than the tattoos on his arms, the way he dressed, and the pierced spikes in his eyebrows. Many became anxious or intimidated, or reacted with disdain. Of course, some women found his rough edges sexy. But typically, they either wanted a short fling to satisfy their sense of danger then they’d move on, or they had a tough edge of their own.
But not Marie.
He stroked her cheek. So feminine and so sweet.
All the things he found so alluring in Marie were probably what Ty found attractive, too. He and Ty were both men looking for acceptance.
His heart ached at the thought of taking the woman Ty wanted. And it had been clear Ty wanted her. Zeke had seen that look in Ty’s eyes before. He’d probably had a plan. Marie had mentioned she’d ended a long-term relationship recently. Knowing Ty, he’d been waiting for the right time. Unfortunately, Zeke had shown up before Ty had made his move.
Damn, Zeke couldn’t steal the woman from Ty. He wouldn’t do something to hurt Ty again.
Even if it meant giving up the best thing that had ever happened to him?
What if Marie wasn’t interested in Ty? Or what if they started dating and it fizzled out? Zeke would have lost Marie for no reason.
Except that if he didn’t give her up, Ty wouldn’t get his chance to pursue Marie, and his resentment would build.
If only there were some way he could find out if Marie were interested in Ty before giving her up.
* * *
Marie awoke to the feel of a hard male chest against her cheek. She opened her eyes and found herself staring at a pair of blue eyes. She blinked. Dragon eyes. On the large tattoo covering Zeke’s chest, the colors delightfully bright in the dazzling sunlight streaming in the window.
She nuzzled her cheek against the dragon, then kissed its nose. Her lips grazed along the neck of the beast, until she reached Zeke’s beadlike nipple. She nipped, then licked. He murmured approvingly. Her hand stroked down the hard contours of his stomach, then trailed lower, anticipation thrumming through her. Just as her fingers stroked over his already rising cock, with a quick movement he grabbed her wrist, then rolled her onto her back. Catching her other wrist, he prowled over her, and pinned both her hands above her head. He smiled down at her, then nuzzled her neck, sending her hormones swirling.
She gazed up at his handsome, rugged face. Light glinted off the metal spikes in his eyebrow.
“Good morning.” She smiled.
“Yes, it is.” Still holding her hands pinned, he eased back onto his knees and gazed down at her naked breasts. The nipples tightened into hard nubs. “An amazing morning. Ripe full of possibilities.”
He pressed one knee between her thighs, then the other, and she widened her legs to accommodate him, her vagina aching with need. Would he drive into her now, with no foreplay, just a rough, raw coupling? Her insides throbbed with need.