Free Making Them Happy [The Men of Space Station One #9] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Marla Monroe Page B

voice played havoc with her heartbeat as he slowly licked and sucked his way down her body.
    He stopped and paid close attention to the last rib along her ribcage, licking along the skin covering it. Then he found the ticklish spot at the juncture of her pelvis and hip. Instead of diving into her aching pussy as she had hoped he would, Caleb detoured down her inner thighs. Each stroke of his tongue or barely there touch of his fingers brought a low groan from her mouth and a shiver over her body.
    “Please, Caleb. Don’t tease me.”
    His soft chuckle against her thigh gave her little hope he would cut his play short and give her what she needed, craved.
    “Bev, honey. I could explore your body all day long and never get enough of you.”
    She wished that were true. She knew he only said those things to be kind. That fact quickly drifted away as he finally nuzzled her mound with his nose. Warm fingers separated her folds, and his first lick through her juices had her pumping her pelvis in an attempt to force more of his tongue over her sensitive flesh.
    “God, your cunt is so hot and wet. You smell like the freshest of springs, and I want to drink until I’m drunk off of your sweet nectar. Give me more, Bev.” Caleb entered her pussy with his finger even as he continued to lap at her juices.
    “Please!” She couldn’t say anything more because, at that moment, he added a second finger, pumping them in and out.
    Her breath came in sharp pants that did nothing to spread the much needed oxygen throughout her body. Surely she would pass out soon if she didn’t manage to get a full breath.
    Then he changed how he was stroking her, his fingers curling up to press against her sweet spot. Before she realized it, an orgasm rolled through her, arching her back and contracting her cunt around Caleb’s fingers.
    “Aw, hell, yeah. Give me all that cream.” He sucked on her clit then licked all around her folds until he seemed satisfied that he’d gotten everything she had to give.
    Beverly lay panting, her hands gripping the bottom sheet in a squeeze release pattern. He chuckled and crawled up over her body once again. This time, he didn’t kiss her. Instead, he licked along her neck before shifting his pelvis and sliding his long, hard cock deep into her wet cunt. The sudden invasion tore a gasp from her mouth. Caleb stilled.
    “Are you okay?”
    “Please don’t stop.” She tried to make him move with her hips.
    She reached up to run her hands down his chest as he pulled back and plunged in again and again. She turned her head toward where Jeff lay next to her on the bed expecting him to want her to suck his thick cock, but he just lay there with his head propped up with his hand and watched her. When their eyes met, he smiled and leaned over to whisper in her ear.
    “I love watching your face when you’re turned on. The only thing better is to see your eyes go dark and glassy when you come.”
    Caleb suddenly rolled over with her, and she found herself on top with his dick deeper than before. It almost felt like he was in her throat.
    “Jeff, play with her ass. We need to be getting it ready for when we take her together.”
    Beverly’s eyes widened as she watched Jeff roll off the bed and pull something out of the drawer of the bedside table. She refocused on Caleb’s face. His honey-gold eyes were darker and filled with his arousal. She knew they would be having anal sex but had hoped they would give her some time.
    Hell, I’ve had six months to get used to the idea. Why does it scare me so much?
    She, like the other women on the shuttle, had been lectured on this and even given butt plugs along with lube and instructions on how to prepare themselves. It wasn’t like she hadn’t used the butt plug and tried to get used to the invasive feeling of something in her ass. It was just that anal sex seemed almost like a punishment, like the ultimate type of domination. She didn’t want to feel as if she wasn’t