Chapter 21
Twenty-One
Jack
My hunger is immense, almost overwhelming. It grew and grew as I watched Arthur and Bree together, his slick cock shuttling in and out of her, and now it’s a beast inside me ready to pounce.
Never have I craved a woman like this one. Even Marilee, as tied up as my emotions were in her, didn’t turn me into an animal in such a way. My cock is drooling, more than ready to revisit just how wonderful Bree felt the first time I had the opportunity of being inside her.
I’m going to take her in many different ways while I make her scream. She’ll be a puddle of woman by the time it’s Bennett’s turn, I’m committed to it.
I need to show Bree what she’s come to mean to me. She has to believe in me if she’s going to want any more with us. And I think I want more with her.
Which starts here and now with putting a fawn in her belly.
Instantly my body heats. That’s right, I’m going to fuck her and then fill her up, and hope my swimmer is the one that makes it. Yes, I think that would be perfect, if that was my fawn growing inside her.
With Arthur out of the way, now flopped on his side as he gasps for air, there’s an empty place between Bree’s thighs with my name on it.
“How do you want me?” she asks, shifting as if to roll over. But I crave her like this, spread out on the bed in front of me and gazing up into my eyes.
For now, anyway. There are going to be other positions, too.
“I want you just like you are,” I say, holding her in place as I spread her thighs around my hips, then hike up her thigh. Bree inhales sharply as I wrap my other hand around my dick. “Are you ready?”
She nods rapidly, her green eyes huge. Her round cheeks are sweetly pink, too—just the ideal specimen in every way.
Her breasts heave with each of her breaths as I guide myself down to where Arthur’s cum is dripping out of her open pussy.
The sight of her pink folds, all swollen and leaking, makes me groan.
“I need to be inside you,” I tell her, surprised at the harshness in my own voice. “Right now.”
In response, Bree grins. “Then do it, Jack.”
I love how playful and sweet she is, even in the bedroom. Then I position the head of my cock right at her opening, coating myself in Arthur’s spend, before I gently push inside her.
Bree’s head falls back and her mouth opens, a moan pouring from her lips.
What a delicious sound, full and heady, and I did it.
I’m the one making her gasp as I sink deep on my first thrust, and she’s already open and soft for me.
I fit so smoothly inside her, all while her muscles clasp and squeeze me.
I think I understand the blissed-out look on Arthur’s face now when he was balls deep.
Even better, she’s soaking wet, and Arthur’s cum coats me as I reel my hips back, then plunge into her again. Bree’s legs tighten around my hips and she grips the sheets as I repeat this motion, sinking deep and then pulling back, taking my time to do it well and right.
I’m not going to fuck her. I’m going to show her. I’m going to convince her that she can trust me.
“Jack!” Bree cries out as I thrust in again. I luxuriate there for a moment, simply basking in the perfection of her pussy before I repeat the motion. Her back arches and her big tits rise into the air.
I grab one reflexively and pinch her nipple, which makes her clamp down around me.
It’s going to be a challenge not to climax too soon, but I’ve trained with Arthur and Bennett.
I play with her tits while I maintain my slow, tender pace, giving her all of myself and then watching her mouth open to reveal her pink tongue.
Her eyes are half-lidded, and another loud moan escapes her as I pull out.
I have to remember her G-spot is in a different place, and I adjust my pressure and angle.
At this, Bree grabs my arms and her long nails bite into my flesh.
“Don’t stop,” she demands, holding on tight. “Please, don’t stop.”
Of course I won’t. In fact, I want more skin-to-skin contact, so I lean forward on the bed until our bellies are pressed together, my arms bracketing her head.
“Don’t worry.” I press my lips to hers, and she furiously kisses me back as I resume the steady movement of my hips. It’s easier this way to get the angle I want, and it puts us much nearer together.
That’s what I need—to be near her, to hold her close to me while I make love to her. Fuck, that’s what I’m doing, isn’t it?
Yeah, I think so. If Bree walks away knowing that I care about her, that I want her happiness as much as I want her body, then I’ll have done this right.
Her human legs with the thick thighs clamp around my waist as I drag my cock in and out of her, my balls tightening and pleasure rushing up my spine as every thrust pushes me deep and Bree swallows me up.
“You’re so beautiful,” I tell her, interrupting our frantic kissing. “Beautiful and perfect for us. Perfect for carrying our fawn.”
She squeezes around me, and I know this was the right thing to say.
“I can’t wait to watch it grow inside you,” I whisper in her ear as I maintain my steady, even pumping. Bree’s breaths are coming short and shallow and she’s growing ever tighter. She’s close, and even though I am, too, I’m going to push through it.
I waited this long. I can wait a little longer.
Bree
This is a side of Jack I didn’t expect to see. I’ve caught glimpses of it, but only now am I fully comprehending the depth of his soul.
The way he’s holding me, murmuring sweet things to me, seeking what makes me cry out and then pursuing it with abandon? It could even make a girl think there’s something more there. That he likes me the way I like him.
I don’t want to get too caught up in my dreams, but it’s easy to believe them real as he roots me to the bed, feverishly nibbling my lips as he fucks me oh so perfectly.
I’m not usually one for look-each-other-in-the-eyes kind of sex, but right now, gazing into Jack’s intense, brown irises, I’m really into it.
I feel seen, witnessed. It’s just us here, encased in a bubble of carnal pleasure, and that closeness feels… right. Right and good.
I think we’ve both needed this.
Overwhelmed by the flame coiling up from where we’re connected, I bury my face in his shoulder and whimper into it.
Jack clutches me closer, never changing his speed, and it’s exactly what I need to slide closer and closer to my finish.
I’m shivering all over, every pump of his hips sending up bigger and bigger sparks until my skin is tingling.
“Jack, Jack,” I chant, clutching onto him tighter. “Jack, please, I… I…”
“I know.” He kisses the top of my head as he keeps rocking in and out of me. “You’re so wonderful, Bree. I’m glad you gave me the chance to know you.”
If he wasn’t driving me wild already, now I’m hurtling toward the pinnacle, ready to burst apart at the seams.
So I do. It’s an explosion, spreading outward from my belly like a tsunami, cascading over me and sucking me under. I cling to Jack as I come, wailing, and he holds me close as he keeps going. And going. I whimper some more as my orgasm consumes me, and he’s drawing it out.
Then, I’m a boneless mess, and he’s the only thing keeping me from floating away.
“Bree,” Jack says in a commanding voice. “I’m not done with you yet. Get up on your knees.”
Me? How can I possibly stand after that? Wobbly, I drag myself up and over so I’m on my hands and knees, still trembling after my orgasm. Jack grins widely, squeezing my ass as he kneels behind me.
“There we go,” he murmurs, his wet cock easily sliding back into me. But I’m tighter in this position, and when he fills me, I realize he can get quite a bit deeper, too. I moan and crumple forward, my ass in the air.
This is no slow tempo missionary anymore. Now, when Jack pulls out, he does it roughly, and when he slams back in, he nearly reaches my cervix.
He’s going to fuck me now.
I’m utterly helpless as he reels back and then shunts forward, setting a blistering pace. Now the animal is coming out, the one he held back before, and it’s going wild.
“Touch yourself,” he growls as he grips my ass in both hands. “I want you to come when I come.”
I don’t know how he expects me to do that, but he sure sounds confident. So I do what I’m told and reach between my legs, and just touching my own clit sends a jolt of electricity through me.
“Yes, like that.” Jack is giving me everything with each thrust, then yanking back until he’s nearly pulled out. “Make yourself come around me. Then I’ll fill you up.”
My hand works frantically as he fucks me, and soon I’m shaking and whining, so close again, so damn close, and Jack’s primal grunts are driving me over the edge.
As if in response, his cock suddenly swells, filling up inside me and finally making me break. I scream as my climax smashes down, and behind me, Jack moans. He thrusts in one more time, and heat spills into me.
Finally, he comes to a rest, panting. I feel his warm belly against my ass as he leans down and kisses my back, then drags his fingers along my spine.
“Bree,” he whispers to me, nosing my hair. “Thank you. Thank you so much.”
He gently pulls back and withdraws, sending a trickle of cum running down the inside of my thigh. I collapse to the bed in a puddle, and I hear Bennett chuckle off to one side.
“I think you went too far,” he says to Jack with a smirk. “Now there’s nothing left of her.”
I wave my hand, my ass still up in the air. “I can move! In like, two minutes.”
“Snack break,” says Jack as he tromps out of the room wearing nothing.
When he returns, he has cheese crackers and jerky in hand.
I find I have a little more energy now, and we all giggle and laugh as we eat the snacks on the bed, Bennett fussing over the crumbs in the sheets while Arthur gets them everywhere.
Without any prompting, Jack leans down to kiss my forehead, and wraps his arm around me.
“Yes, we’re doing this for a reason,” he says to me quietly, “but I hope you know… it meant a lot more to me than just that.”
I grin. “Yeah. It did to me, too.”