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Sex Me Down

thrashed underneath them, pressing upward against their thighs where they had her pinned. She may not understand what she was doing, but both he and Sayre knew it for what it was, an unconscious plea for them to fill her. His hand moved to pet her cunt only to find Sayre’s already there, lazily stroking her.

Fane took a deep breath and suckled her with new fervor --anything to keep himself from thinking about his desperate need to sink his cock into her empty pussy. This night was about her needs, not theirs. With a desperate groan he left her nipple, knowing if he stayed where he was he’d be unable to stop himself from claiming her before she was ready. He trailed his lips downward. He nudged Sayre’s hand aside then latched onto Laynee’s turgid clit.

She squirmed, beneath his tender assault almost dislodging him. Beside him, Sayre moved up her body, holding her down as he kissed her. As she succumbed to Sayre’s passion, Fane attacked her pussy with a desperation he’d never before felt. He laved and suckled her clit before he finally burrowed into her dripping channel with his tongue, desperate that she reach fulfillment with them. He wanted her introduction to lovemaking to leaving a lasting memory.

Minutes passed, then she screamed, sobbing out her release. Fane pulled back. He wanted to 55

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continue loving her throughout the night, to keep pleasuring her with his mouth even if it meant he could do naught but cum on the sheets. He gasped, his shoulders quivered as he braced himself between her shaking thighs. Her pussy glistened with her cream and his saliva. Finally, he lifted his mouth away from her woman’s mound. He needed to share with Sayre, though everything inside him rebelled at the idea. He shook his head. No. He wouldn’t start out their family unit with jealousy and strife. With one last whisper soft kiss on her sopping mound, Fane moved away, gesturing to Sayre to take his turn.

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Sayre moved down her lithe form, loving every smooth inch laid out before him. He never believed himself lucky enough to draw a real mate to him. He always knew his brother would find his mate. As ruler, he must. Everyone on their world was honor bound to report if they found a female whose manner and DNA seemed

compatible. Yet, he’d never dreamed he would find his one true mate. He never expected to find the one woman whose soul would match his, who he could love and commune with on a truly spiritual level.

He trailed his lips over her breast to caress her 56