Ditto

Roger:

Shivering under the tingling heat as my temptress gripped firmly to my panting chest muscles, thrusting wildly into her quivering warm depths as her soft lips inhaled my growling moans.

“Elicia.” Her name tumbled from my lips as her gyrating hips ripped me from the darkness into a blistering avalanche of spiraling heat and electricity, her heated flesh pressed firmly under my hands as our bodies rocked and bucked against one another.

“Who’s a ‘Good Boy’? Such a ‘Good Boy’.” Her teasing words urged me further into the spiraling avalanche with a snarling groan, snapping my hips steadily against her velvety warmth.

“I’ll show you ‘Good Boy’.” Flipping her over in a smooth motion, thrusting harder into her quivering depths with a walloping smack to her rounded ass cheek. Her giggling mewls filling every vacant recess of available space.

“Yes. Such a ‘Good Boy’.” Her snickering words fueled the dangerous fire blazing deep in my core, lacing our fingers together above her head. Her luscious ombre locks fanned out across the silky white linens, kissing along her deliciously tanned flesh, biting softly into her thumping jugular as our bodies jerked and roared out in ecstasy.

“Oh, your such a sweet, playful boy, Theos.” Jerking my head back from her neck in a shock of realization as my body exploded into a white blanket of fiery heat.

Snapping my eyes open with a growling grunt, looking around the familiar room of the guest suite, rubbing my hands over my breathless face as the giggling laughter of my temptress swirled around the room. Shifting enough to see the vacant space between Elias’ grunting, squirming frame as the white sheet twisted and tugged against his prominent erection, looking past his euphoric expression at Ben groping the harmless pillow with taut forearms, bucking his hips like a humping dog. Rolling over enough to watch Chris grind his hips into the plush mattress, dangling partway over the edge.

“Shit!” Lifting the sheet from my waist, pressing my head back into the pillow with an exacerbated exhale as my fingers brushed over the painful evidence of my wet dream-induced erection.

“Not again.” Grumbling in frustration, sliding down the bed to avoid my brothers’ sex-induced dreams with an evil chuckle wondering who will lose the battle like last time. Stripping from my soiled boxers, tossing them in the laundry in passing to the bathroom as fresh rain and warm spice lingered in the air with a subtle undertone of earthy warmth and…wet dog.

Strolling into the bathroom with no shame, smiling at the gorgeous woman soaking peacefully in the large soaker tub with a panting bundle of white fur sitting perfectly, enjoying those slender bubble laced fingers scratching behind his ear.

“I’m jealous Theos.” Smiling playfully at the coy smirk tilting those plush lips, her gorgeous golden blues peeking from under lush lashes of deep black, lifting her head enough to peek over the rim of the tub.

“He’s a ‘Good Boy’, aren’t ya Theos?” Shaking my head in amusement at the playful bark and wagging tail as her fingers smoothed out his silky white fur with a soft pat, positioning myself in front of the toilet as my bladder screamed out in relief, aiming the firehouse with a lazy head lull.

“How you feeling beautiful?” Flushing the toilet, gazing at her relaxed face through the mirror washing my hands quickly.

“I feel fine, besides a mild case of nausea this morning.” Chuckling softly at the grunting moans of frustration from the bedroom. Walking over to the tub blanketed in a heavy layer of bubbles hiding those luscious curves from my hungry eyes. Rubbing Theos behind his ears, leaning over to capture those plush lips in a gentle embrace not expecting her arms to wrap around my neck, yanking my ass into the bubbly warm water with a monstrous splash causing Theos to scramble back with a heavy shake of his fur.

“Sorry Theos.” Chuckling against her hungry lips, shifting between her water-encased thighs with a growling grunt as her soft lips smirked against my words.

“You’re awfully calm after what happened yesterday.” Pulling back from her beautiful face, cupping her smooth cheek in my water-coated hand trailing my thumb over her plump bottom lip. Noticing the intricate design of a bear and tribal tattoo against her left breast muscle, lifting her left arm from the water to examine the intricate ‘Ankh’ on her bicep.

“Interesting.” Tracing over the fine black lines, looking into those swirling golden blues as they followed my finger with a warm smile.

“I met my parents.” Her finger traced over my left pectoral muscle, shivering against the static heat snapping under her gentle touch. Realizing my mating mark had changed again, but her words sparked an internal curiosity. Brushing my lips against the water droplets lingering against her dusty pink flesh, groaning in satisfaction as her hot tongue trailed slowly over the tingling flesh.

“Morning gorgeous.” Looking over my shoulder as Chris sauntered into the bathroom with Elias and Ben in tow with bright smiles and glistening naked flesh, dark reddish locks tousled and sticking out in all directions.

“Asshole.” All three of them growled in our link as they released their bladders with mumbled curses, laughing at their twisted expressions of sexual frustration.

“Mornin’.” Her cheerful voice filled the glass-tiled room with a brilliant warmth, kissing her knuckles with a playful wink as they filed into the shower with goofy expressions. Returning my attention back to her smiling face, nudging her core with my thigh as her body jerked in reflex with the pressure against her sensitive nub.

“How did you sleep?” She laughed out with a devious glint in her golden blues, growling out as her slender fingers wrapped around my throbbing shaft, brushing her thumb over the sensitive head. Snapping my eyes over to my brothers halting their washing with tilted smirks and perked brows.

“Sticky, but sooooo delicious.” Chris snarled out with a tight snap of his teeth, running his tongue over his water crested lips, pressing my thigh into her tender flesh as a mewling moan slipped over her plump lips.

“Who won the bet this time?” Elias snarled in our link, watching their eyes drink in her breathy moans as my thigh stroked her twitching nub while her fingers massaged my rock-hard shaft into a throbbing ecstasy of heated flesh.

“I blew my load.”
“Same.”
“Ditto.” Grunting out a throaty laugh, sliding my palm over her panting ribcage, stroking her pebbled nipple with my thumb as her fingers massaged my hardened shaft into a blissful rhythm of pressure and snapping shocks.

“Yeah, wet dreams can do that.” Pinching her nipple enough to cause her breathy moans to pitch her words, thrusting my thigh into her twitching nub as my lips trailed across her smooth jawline, breathing slowly into her ear with a soft flick of my tongue.

“Careful baby, we’re sexually starved and craving our mate.” Wrapping my lips around her lower lobe with gentle teeth, pressing my tensed thigh further into her trembling core as her fingers slid down my shaft, cupping my aching balls with a mewling breath.

“I’m famished.” Her words halted all movement within the bathroom, side glancing at my brothers scrubbing slowly with tilted smirks and the infamous ‘deer in headlight’ expressions.

“Dude, her eyes are glowing.” Ben laughed sharply in our link.

“Um… you sure about this Roger?” Chris chuckled shortly with a weird grunt from Elias, pulling back slowly with a sly smirk tugging at my lips as her golden blues blazed wildly like a burning star fixing to explode.

“She won’t be expecting this.” Licking my lips just enough for those predatory orbs to catch, sliding back from her humming body as her arms draped gracefully against the tub rim.