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ear. “Don't stop. Look at how Marcus
pleasures Rose. Their moans of ecstasy and growls of passion enthrall you. It
fills you with urges. You're simply satisfying a need.”
    Her
breath quickens, and the rise and fall of her chest speeds my heart.
    “ But you don't have to do it alone, Snow. If you'll
let me, I can fill you with that same pleasure.” My lips move from her ear to
her neck as I suck along her soft flesh. Her body cringes as a tiny whisper of
a gasp seeps through her tight lips.
    “ If you want me to leave, I will. I shall never force
myself upon you.” I trail my hand through the long curls running the length of
her back. “But if you let me stay, I promise you, I will make you moan like
Rose.”
    She
sucks in a tight breath. “Darien,” she whispers.
    Her
soft voice makes my cock twitch. I pray she takes me up on my offer. I've never
wanted anything, or anyone, more in my life than to take Snow in this moment.
    Marcus
grunts from the other side of the chamber wall. Snow leans in for a look, and a
smile rushes my lips. I press my chest against her back and glance through the
crack myself. Rose rides my brother's cock like a champion steed. Her hands
wander her own breasts, kneading and pulling at them as Marcus grips her hips,
guiding her movements.
    Snow
twitches against me, and I slide my hand the length of her, around to where her
hand slips into her bloomers. “Let me help you.”
    “ Darien, I can't.” She protests, yet fails to put up
much of a fight as I make my way to where her fingers intrude her lower lips.
“I shouldn't be doing any of this.”
    “ Why?” I press my lips against her neck once more,
pulling more of her soft skin over my tongue and teeth. A hiss rushes her lips
and jolts pleasure straight to my twitching cock.
    “ It's not right,” she whispers, pressing her ass
against me. My heart races, and I lose all coherent
thought. All I can think about is ripping off her garments and pinning her to
the wall. Closing my eyes, I force my breathing to slow. I will not rush my
first time with Snow. It must be perfect. Like she is. She needs to trust me. I must be her safety.
    “ What's not right about this?” I slip my fingers
between hers and her hand disappears, sliding out from her bloomers. Yet she
leaves mine. Her arousal drenches my fingers in an instant, and I force back a
gasp of my own. Even I am shocked at just how turned on she is. I let my fingertips
slide in a slow path through the wetness before brushing against her most
sensitive spot. Her hips buck, and I almost slide out.
    “ Darien,” she says in more of a moan than a word.
    I
have her.
    Limbs
weaken in my arms and she gives over control as she falls into my chest. I
press my fingers harder against her, making swift, long swipes inside her. She
rocks in rhythm with my strokes.
    “ I've wanted to do this with you for so long.” The
words leap from my lips before I can stop them. To hush myself, I dive back
against her neck and press my tongue against her supple skin.
    “ You....you have?” she says before a moan takes over
again, and her hips rock faster against my hand.
    “ Many times.” I reach around and clasp hold of one of her
breasts, pressing my palm against her rock hard nipple. Its softness and
fullness is everything I imagined it would be. She writhes her body against me, lost in her little world
of pleasure. And I'm the one pleasing her. “Let me be your guide.”
    ****
    My
heart beats so fast it practically hums. Darien's fingers stroke me between my
legs. Between my legs! How did I let this happen? But the sensations of dancing
fingers rubbing me cloud all logical thought. It is impossible to say no. All I
want is for him to move faster, to stroke me and never stop. Heat floods my
belly as each swipe over my sensitive clit jolts through me, and I can think of
nothing other than Darien.   
    “ Don't close your eyes, Snow. Watch them. Tell me
what you want me to do to you,” Darien whispers