Marked (Primal Obsessions #2) - Cara Wylde Page 0,54

hauled me onto the table. “Let your head hang off the other side.”

Positioning myself the way he wanted, he could angle his cock in such a way he could enter my throat much easier, and it had the added benefit – for him and me both – of being able to play with my breasts too.

The feeling of having a cock in my mouth while my body was being covered in cold, sticky, sugary honey was simply indescribable. I felt like a treat. They were rubbing it all over me, and I did mean all over me, as one of them had the delightful idea of lathering some on my pussy, too. I felt more things placed on me, and I was dying to ask or see what was going on, but Lincoln wasn’t all focused on his cock, and it was taking him much longer to cum, despite my best efforts.

“You know, I think we should have dinner like this,” he said and grabbed my neck, pushing himself all the way down. He grunted and pumped his cock a few times, the pressure on my throat helping him cum. He held my head up, so I wouldn’t choke, but I almost did anyway when I saw my glistening body covered in honey, fruits, whipped cream and chocolate. I looked like an ice cream sundae.

Lincoln helped me chase the cum with a dollop of sweet honey. “What’s better, love? Me or this?”

“Your cum, always,” I replied, no trace of shame.

He grinned and let me rest my head on the table, which was great because the previous position had been too uncomfortable to hold for long.

“Delicious,” Brooks said, taking a strawberry and running it along the length of my belly, gathering honey on it before sucking the excess.

It was erotic and surreal. Colt moved around the table, and when he reached my side, he leaned over me, grabbed the base of his hard cock, and swiped a bunch of honey and chocolate off my body with his entire length.

“Clean me, Ro,” he said, and I wrapped my lips around his swollen head. Yes, the honey was delicious, but even without it, I wouldn’t have complained.

The entire evening was spent like that, with the bears devouring me and their precious honey, alternating the blowjobs with servings of creamed fruits. It was decadent, and wild, and freeing. I knew, then and there, that I would never get enough of them.

Twenty One

Brooks

Since Milo was my cub and he needed her pretty much twenty-four hours, Rosalie moved in with me. Lincoln and Colt complained at first, but then we all came up with a solution. We moved our trailers closer to the woods and parked them next to each other. Mine was in the middle, Colt’s was to the left, and Lincoln’s was to the right. This way, we could say that Rosalie lived with all of us. There were only advantages to this arrangement.

First of all, she could move between our trailers easily. She came in and out as she pleased, while we didn’t have to worry about each other’s privacy. Because we were good friends since childhood, that didn’t mean we wanted to live and sleep in the same space. The trailers were like our own private rooms. The only thing we did do together, the five of us as a family, was to have dinner in front of the trailers every evening. Rosalie always made sure we had breakfast in the morning, before going to work, and that we had our lunches already in our cars. If she didn’t place the paper bags in the seat next to the driver’s, we either found a supermarket to buy sandwiches or starved all day. Yes, we were that incompetent.

Dinner was another story. She cooked only once for all of us, and when we got home from work, we found the plastic table already set in front of the trailers. Milo would play under the table, imagining the space was a secret bunker, and Rosalie would fuss around, bringing plates, glasses, and making sure the food was exactly the way we liked it.

Tonight was no different. I was late, and when I got to the trailers, I genuinely thought I’d find everyone eating. I wouldn’t have minded either, since it wasn’t their fault that my boss had insisted to have a drink with me, and I hadn’t been able to refuse, thinking the evening would end with a raise. Which it did. So, at least