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  Cole groaned at the sight, her beautiful Jaron taking the whole length of Ren. “Me, I want to try,” she demanded, dipping, licking the side of Ren’s dick as Jaron eased up. She stole a quick kiss from Jaron before wrapping her mouth around the bulbous head of Ren’s dick. She hummed at the taste of him, of Jaron, of her own juices. She felt Jaron’s hand on the back of her head, his face next to hers, his tongue licking Ren’s length. She followed his trail till she felt the head of Ren’s dick hit the back of her throat.

  “Suck, filly,” Jaron ordered.

  Cole moaned, giving Ren a long suck, her tongue working the shaft of his dick.

  Ren growled, grasping at her hair. “Leave her, Jaron…Let her explore,” he ordered, legs spreading as her hand snaked down cupping his balls. “Harder, Cole,” he ordered as she softly massaged his balls. “Fuck her, Jaron,” he ordered, his head falling back as Cole’s mouth assaulted him, her hand bringing utter bliss. He wouldn’t last much longer.

  Jaron slipped into her slick pussy. It contracted and sucked at his dick. “Fuck, Cole! Swear you’re in heat already.” His hips jerked against her. Cole hummed, hips swaying as Jaron slowed his strokes, his dick stroking every bit of her insides.

  Cole bobbed her head on Ren’s dick, feeling it pulsate in her mouth. She gave his balls a tight squeeze and squealed as her mouth filled with quick shots of warmth. She quickly swallowed, panting heavily, her hips moving faster and faster against Jaron. She sucked Ren’s dick urging more of his essence from him. Moaning as her taste buds exploded with more of his flavor. She lifted up and grasped at her tits as Jaron slammed into her, his strong arms holding her in a death grip as he pounded her. She felt the warmth of Ren’s fingers on her clit. She squealed out, body bucking wildly in Jaron’s grasp.

  “Fuck, Cole!” Jaron growled, his dick jerking in her cunt, filling her with his cum.

  Cole slumped forward, falling into Ren’s waiting arms. Breathless and exhausted, she nuzzled his neck. She smiled lazily. She was where she was supposed to be. She knew it. Her heart felt so full it was about to burst.

  Jaron hugged her from behind, sandwiching her between them. “I love you, Cole,” he declared.

  Cole smiled. “I love you, too, Jaron.” She craned her neck, kissing him, snuggling back onto Ren. “I love you, Ren,” she pledged, dozing, faintly hearing Ren’s proclamation of love for both her and Jaron and his pledge to be there for the both of them for the rest of his living days. Her heart soared. She was definitely where she belonged…Home…

  THE END

  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  I am the proud mother of two wonderful children who are soon going to enter the tween years. AHHH Save me! I started dabbling in writing at a young age. My first story was a twisted story about bunny rabbits and a little girl in a mystical forest, an evil mother who wanted nothing more than rabbit stew. (I was eight.) My older sister introduced me to romance novels at the tender age of eleven and I've loved them since.

  I find being able to create a world of wonderful characters an amazing achievement. I had always figured historical romance was where my heart laid, but after reading a few BDSM and erotica e-books, my mind was changed and I have never felt so comfortable in my life than in being able to create wonderful people and bring them together with a little spank and tickle.

  I love Sci-fi and zombies! Horror flicks and nightmares are a normal for me. I once had a dream about rainbows and sunshine and unicorns and lovey dovey stuff and that scared the hell out of me. Happy dreams are not normal for me. I love music, anything from Never Ending White Lights, White Stripes, to Lana Del Ray, maybe some Waylon Jennings. I am all over the place in the music.

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