Sometime during the night she awakened to the soft buck and sway of the mattress and the shadowed view beside her of Jett between Locan’s legs, Locan’s heels hooked over Jett’s shoulders while Jett thrust and withdrew in a slow, sensual, and inescapable, undeniably loving rhythm.She watched them for a while and then drifted back to sleep with a sense of puzzle pieces sliding perfectly into place. She’d done this for them. Helped them cross a barrier that had been holding the two men needlessly apart.Was frustrated desire part of what made them so angry with each other? She wasn’t sure, but when they all awakened in the morning, it seemed perfectly natural to take Locan’s thick ivory cock in her mouth while Jett mounted him from behind.Even more natural when both men brought her to climax with tongues and lips and amazingly dexterous fingers. Afterward, she lay there beside them, knowing it was time to get up but enjoying the powerful sense that she finally belonged.Not merely to Jett and Locan, but to a family.
