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Once undressed, Hattie covered her breasts with one arm and her lovely triangle of light curls with the other hand.

I strode forward, also naked. “Hattie, do not be shy. Monsieur Bertrand likes what he sees, do you not?” I nodded to Christophe.

“I do, indeed.” Christophe smiled and strode toward Hattie. “May I look more closely?”

Hattie nodded shyly. Christophe gazed at her, not touching her.

“May Christophe give you a kiss?”

Hattie nodded again, and Christophe pressed his lips lightly against hers. As Hattie’s lips parted and Christophe delved between them, my nipples tightened. Amelia, watching the two of them mesmerized me. To see such a beautiful man and a beautiful woman coming together—what could one want more? Except to be a part of it, of course.

I knelt between them and took Christophe’s cock into my mouth. I sucked on him for a bit and then finagled myself between Hattie’s legs and swiped my tongue in between her folds. I worked between the two of them for several moments until they were both gasping.

“Monsieur,” I said, “if you would lie down, I bet I could persuade Hattie to sit on your face.”

Christophe did as I asked, and I showed Hattie how to squat over his face and move with him as he licked her sweet quim. Christophe’s cock begged for attention, and my pussy was soaked and ready. I straddled him, taking him between my cunt lips, descending until I filled my pussy with his massive arousal. I moved slowly, upward and downward, taking him in and then rising. He groaned as he continued to plunder Hattie. Hattie writhed, facing me, her lips pouty.

“Let me kiss you, Hattie dear.”

I leaned forward and captured her lips with my own. We kissed fervently, our tongues whirling and twirling, gasping and moaning into each other’s mouths. I continued to fuck Christophe wildly, and soon I was close to climax. I wanted the three of us to climax together, Amelia. I wanted it so much! But was simultaneous climax for three people even possible?

Hattie and I continued to kiss. I brushed my hands over her shoulders and down to cup her beautiful breasts. I found her nipples, and they formed tight little knobs.

She followed my lead, as I was hoping she would, and began toying with my nipples. Oh, how good it felt, Amelia! All the while I rode Christophe, his cock filling me and completing me.

When Hattie gasped and broke her kiss, I knew she was right on the edge. I rode Christophe harder, faster, willing him to climax, and as Hattie started screaming, I dropped my hand from her beautiful breast and fingered my clitoris, bringing forth my own explosion.

Christophe grunted and forced my hips upward, releasing his cock and squirting onto my belly. We had done it! We had all climaxed together.

We collapsed in a heap, all breathing rapidly. And I dreamed of my next encounter. Until that time, I am yours, affectionately,

Prudence

Chapter 17

Evan rolled his eyes. Truly, did this man really think he could scare him? Evan had fought off better men than Nathan Landon, two and three at a time.

“You’re not the first person to pull a gun on me,” Evan said.

“You may be strong and full of muscle, but I assure you, you’re not immune to a bullet,” Landon said.

“I can have that gun out of your hand before you even pull the trigger.” In a flash, Evan executed a circular kick to Landon’s hand, knocking away the gun. It slid across the wood flooring.

Landon’s face turned scarlet. His mouth formed an O. No words emerged.

“Now, are you going to come along and do right by my stepsister? Or do I need to beat you into submission?”

Landon let out a sigh. “Fine. She’s a lovely little thing. It will be no hardship bedding her.”

Orange rage rose within Evan. His blood boiled. Images swirled in his head of Landon’s mouth about to come down on Alexandra’s nipple, the two of them in bed, Landon fucking her pussy, her arse…

He drew in a breath. It was what she wanted. And above all, he wanted her to be happy, even if the cost was his own misery.

The curse of love.

“I will sit right here while you get ready.”

“For God’s sake, Xavier, I’m not going to try to escape you.”


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