Reunion Makes Three [Snowedin Fantasies] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) Read Online Free Page B

skin, and a purple pulsing head. He was thicker than Dell and almost the same length. Her mouth watered at the sight of yet another amazing cock, ready and willing to fill her all night long.
    Dell fell down on him, their mouths meeting in a fiery kiss. Arms and legs wrapped around each other, their bodies a perfect contrast of tanned bronze and olive beauty. Their naked cocks rubbed against each other, moisture dotting the tips. Beth had never seen a more glorious sight, until Dell rolled over and commanded, “You know where I want you, baby.”
    Marcos nodded, the widest grin she’d ever seen gracing his face. He dropped to his knees, spreading Dell’s thighs. His head dipped, and he took Dell’s cock into his mouth.
    In unison, they all moaned. Marcos around his lover’s cock, Beth holding the arms of her chair so hard she thought she’d rip the leather apart. Dell threw his head back, one arm bracing on the bed. The other held Marcos’s head, directing his movements with practiced efficiency.
    For a while she thought they might have forgotten her, too absorbed in their own world to remember their observer only feet away, unable to breath. But after a minute, sky-blue eyes met her gaze and filled her with a new heat. He smiled at her, enjoying her pleasure at watching them.
    Beth gripped the butter leather tighter, not caring if she punctured the fabric. She pressed her thighs together, hoping to stop the ache between them. Voyeurism had its pleasure, but she need to participate—now.
    As if sensing her desperation, Dell extended his arm to her. “Come here, sweetheart.” She rose, drawn like a magnet, and slipped into the bed next to him. At his ankles, Marcos smiled, Dell’s dick still between his lips.
    Dell wrapped an arm around her shoulders, pulling her flush against him. Her breasts pressed into all that hard muscle. His hand tangled in her curls, pulling her mouth down to his in a deep heated kiss. His tongue thrust into her mouth, sliding along with her own eager touch.
    She ran her hand down his chest, loving the feel of hard, defined body. She skimmed his stomach, fascinated by the way the muscles shivered beneath her touch, though it was probably more due to what Marcos was doing to him than her.
    Dell pulled back, groaning into her hair, as her fingers toyed with the trail of fur above his pubic bone. “I want to do the same to you,” he whispered against her ear. His hot breath along her throat, combined with his request, set her hair on end in the best way possible.
    She nodded. Who could argue with a request like that? Certainly not her.
    “I want to taste you so bad.” His hand slipped down her back to cover her ass. His touch pushed her toward his body, encouraging her to straddle his stomach, spreading her thighs wide. Her pussy and clit rode along his abs, the ridges and bumps vibrating along every nerve.
    “I want to eat that pussy, just like Marcos is eating me.” He extended his tongue, lashing a beaded nipple dancing before him as she perched above him and then sucking it in deep. She moaned, leaning into his touch, thrusting her breast toward his mouth. Instead of continuing the sweet suction, he pushed her further up his body, until her pussy dangled before his mouth.
    He gave her one long experimental lick along the crotch of her underwear and moaned as if she were the most delicious dessert he’d ever tasted. He laughed as a protesting grunt answered from behind her.
    “Turn around, sweetheart. Marcos wants to see you, too.” He gripped her tight around the hips, flipping her around so she straddled him backward, staring down at the man kneeling on the floor. His dark eyes gazed up at her with more interest than a bug in a jar. Heating her body, his stare made her uncomfortable and needy at the same time. He held Dell’s cock tight in his hand. She watched his fingers moving along the shaft with fascination.
    “A woman in pleasure is one of the most beautiful sights on