Furever: BBW Paranormal Shapeshifter Romance

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Authors: Kate Kent
cried out.
    I pushed my hands deep into the mattress, clawing at it. The sensations running through my body were electrifying, and I knew soon I wouldn’t be able to hold back anymore.
    Marco circled my nipples, his fingers pinching them. His cock was so engorged and a drip of pre-cum was beaded on the tip.
    Franco sucked and licked hungrily, pushing my pussy lips open wide so he could eat every morsel. I wrapped my legs tighter around his neck so his tongue could plunge even deeper. I could feel my pussy tighten and swell, and I could hear my heart beat in my ears.
    “I need to fuck you now,” Franco demanded, pulling his mouth from my needy pussy. His mouth glimmered with my juices.
    “Oh God, yes..!”
    He stood up and started to move my legs onto the bed to fuck me, but I was not having it. I wanted him deep inside of me—as deep as he could be.
    “Like this, fuck me like this!” I cried out. I tried to scissor grab his neck with my feet, throwing my legs above his head. I wanted him to plow deep into me.
    “Oh yeah, baby doll. I love seeing how much you want it.”
    He helped wrap my feet around his neck, and guided his penis between my legs, thrusting into me—just a little at first, then more. Soon, I had his full girth in inside me. Even though I had seen how huge his cock was, I was not prepared for the sheer size of it. His cock was so big, it filled me up, pinning me to the bed. He growled as he leaned forward. “You’re so fucking wet,” he cried as he thrust in and out. “Your cunt feels so good.”
    He was pumping me hard, his giant dick thrusting as far as it could inside of me.
    Then, Marco fisted his shaft and straddled my face again, plunging his cock inside my eager mouth. I grabbed his dick with one hand, working it in and out of my lips, and dug my nails into his broad back with the other.
    Franco was relentless, fucking me and rubbing the sides of my legs as I devoured Marco’s cock. I dug my fingers harder into his skin to help with the extreme tension building in my body that was so eager for a release.
    “You feel so good,” Franco said. He moved a firm, probing hand to my clit and rubbed the nub as he thrust into me again.
    A flush rushed over my skin...this pleasure was so intense.
    “Mmmm.” Low, guttural moans escaped my lips as I tried to slow my breaths.
    “Oh baby…baby!” Marco cried out.
    The room was filled with guttural moans and the smell of sweat intermingled with our love juices.
    “I’m coming,” Marco groaned. His dick erupted and creamy white sperm spurt over my face. I hungrily licked every drop and lapped at his balls. Then, a relaxed, peaceful look on his face, he settled next to me, stroking my face gently.
    His gentle strokes were in contrast to Franco, who was pounding me into the bed. I could feel every stroke of his cock thrusting into me, his balls bouncing into my skin. His thumb worked on my clit and I knew I just couldn’t take it anymore.
    “I’m going to explode!” The tension in my body reached a peak and had to release. I screamed as I bucked under him, my sensitive tissue exploding in orgasm. Tremors rushed through my body and I tried to slow my breathing as spasms ripped through me.
    Franco thrust into me one more time. “Fuck! You are so fucking good Alicia!” His face twisted in an ecstasy of pleasure as he came, deep inside of me.
     
     

CHAPTER SEVEN
     
    My breathing slowed and I gazed at the two men next to me. Marco’s eyes were closed, his long, dark lashes giving his handsome face an angelic look, despite the little razor stubble around his chin. He was snoring softly. Franco had collapsed next to me, and I could see he was relaxing as he gazed at me through half-lidded eyes. It was a very tight fit in the double bed, and inside I wanted to make it even tighter and squeeze up next to them. But my hurt alert was on high. This was not the deal I’d made with myself earlier. Physical only—don’t let them get to you

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