“What do you need from us?” Clark asked in an uncharacteristic open-ended manner. “Say it.”
“Fill me,” Mariah said. “Make me remember why this is a good thing that we have going on.” She wanted to forget all societal pressures and expectations. For once, she actually wanted a chance to believe that it was possible to have a three-way relationship, that it really wasn’t cheating, that each person would be fulfilled. Sure, they had discussed this briefly before. Her head got it. Intellectually, she agreed. Her body, though... Her heart... Well, there was still some finesse to the matter, something that needed to be teased out.
“This thing—we’re creating it right now,” Britt said, fingers swirling past her pubic hair to land upon her abdomen. Mariah’s breath hitched at the intimate contact. “We create our reality, got it? We define how our relationship exists. No one else does, period.” Her voice was soft, soothing, just the right pitch to lull Mariah into agreement. “That’s one of the nice things about being in the BDSM community. No one relationship is exactly alike, and everything is about negotiation. Safe, sane and consensual.”
“Yes,” Mariah breathed, wanting to believe. Did saying it count toward ‘faking it until making it?’ Her tank was empty. Empty her mind. Empty her canvas. Fill it with the good stuff. With more resolve, she forced a smile that she hoped was playful and said, “Fill me then.”
“Well, you heard the lady.” Clark grinned at Britt. “Let’s fill her with pleasure.”
Mariah’s heart skipped a beat when Britt smiled and brushed her pubic hair again, “Already on it.”
She thought she had loved and wanted only Clark before, but now she found herself equally desiring that this thing—whatever it was—would really work out with Britt too.
Clark pinned her arms above her against the armrest, then reached down to cup her breast. Her beaded nipple craved more than a feel. When he gently rolled the nipple between his fingers and lowered his head toward her chest, a zing of pleasure shot straight to her clit.
His breath was right there in the valley of her bosom before he faked out and latched onto the unattended breast and nipped at her erect bud. The dual tease on both nipples accompanied the fingers combing through her pubic hair and the warm breath between her thighs interspersed with the hot licks short of her clit.
Oh, God!
“Fill me,” Mariah said. “Make me remember why this is a good thing that we have going on.” She wanted to forget all societal pressures and expectations. For once, she actually wanted a chance to believe that it was possible to have a three-way relationship, that it really wasn’t cheating, that each person would be fulfilled. Sure, they had discussed this briefly before. Her head got it. Intellectually, she agreed. Her body, though... Her heart... Well, there was still some finesse to the matter, something that needed to be teased out.
“This thing—we’re creating it right now,” Britt said, fingers swirling past her pubic hair to land upon her abdomen. Mariah’s breath hitched at the intimate contact. “We create our reality, got it? We define how our relationship exists. No one else does, period.” Her voice was soft, soothing, just the right pitch to lull Mariah into agreement. “That’s one of the nice things about being in the BDSM community. No one relationship is exactly alike, and everything is about negotiation. Safe, sane and consensual.”
“Yes,” Mariah breathed, wanting to believe. Did saying it count toward ‘faking it until making it?’ Her tank was empty. Empty her mind. Empty her canvas. Fill it with the good stuff. With more resolve, she forced a smile that she hoped was playful and said, “Fill me then.”
“Well, you heard the lady.” Clark grinned at Britt. “Let’s fill her with pleasure.”
Mariah’s heart skipped a beat when Britt smiled and brushed her pubic hair again, “Already on it.”
She thought she had loved and wanted only Clark before, but now she found herself equally desiring that this thing—whatever it was—would really work out with Britt too.
Clark pinned her arms above her against the armrest, then reached down to cup her breast. Her beaded nipple craved more than a feel. When he gently rolled the nipple between his fingers and lowered his head toward her chest, a zing of pleasure shot straight to her clit.
His breath was right there in the valley of her bosom before he faked out and latched onto the unattended breast and nipped at her erect bud. The dual tease on both nipples accompanied the fingers combing through her pubic hair and the warm breath between her thighs interspersed with the hot licks short of her clit.
Oh, God!
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The above excerpt is from Purr Scent V: The Menagerie, when the threesome formally consummate their bond.
Purr Scent V: The Menagerie is part of the Purr Billionaire BDSM Trio of stories that follow a bisexual female submissive awakening to her sexuality, a lesbian Dominatrix, and a heterosexual alpha male Dominant. Purr Scent I: The Meeting is now free on all retail sites. |
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Jacintha Topaz is the author of Purr Erotica Romance, devoted to FF, MM, LGBT, MFF Menage and More BDSM, kink, bondage, fetish, spanking, domination, submission, hot, sexy, erotic romance reads. When not writing, she can be found indulging in cashews and kefir and her secret love of armchair gardening.
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