Jessica Sims: Vixen

Miko felt Jere shift behind her, felt his large hands on her hips again, and then felt the head of his cock nudge against her spread, wet sex. That was all the warning she received before he thrust into her in one swift motion, burying himself to the hilt.

She moaned around Sam’s cock, her muscles clenching as Jere thrust into her again, hard. Sam’s hand pressed the back of her head down, encouraging her to take him deeper, to work him harder.

Again, Jeremiah thrust into her, rocking her to her core. His hands pinned her hips in place, but it didn’t stop her from rolling her hips with each thrusting motion. At first, he thrust slow, hard, deep. But with each thrust, he began to pick up speed slightly, until he was pounding into her from behind, the force of his actions causing his sac to thump against her clit in a thrilling way. Over and over, he thrust into her, as she worked Sam’s cock with her mouth, pulling him so deep that he butted against her throat, his cock filling her mouth and hands.

“So…fucking…beautiful…” Sam said, punctuating each word with a thrust into her mouth that she gladly took. Her moans of pleasure were muffled by his cock, but still loud enough that both men could hear them. Her hips worked frantically as Jeremiah continued to thrust into her, his motions swift, sure, and controlled.

“Come for us,” Jere demanded in a low voice. “You came against our mouths, now we want to see you come against our cocks.”

Miko cried out and shuddered with that, the second orgasm rushing through and hitting her deep. She slid Sam’s cock out of her mouth and rubbed it against her face as the orgasm came over her, crying out over and over as Jeremiah continued to thrust, the orgasm building instead of ebbing, until she climaxed all over again, her internal muscles tensing around the cock deep inside her.

With that, Jere cursed and his fingers dug into her hips, almost painfully so, as he came, cock spurting deep inside her.

Sam’s hand knotted in her hair, pulling her toward him. His hand gripped his cock and he shot his milky cum on her breasts, the hot liquid sliding over her skin as he yelled his release, then pulled her against him so she fell forward on him. Jeremiah pushed forward as well, his hips still locked firmly against her backside, the three of them stacked together like a sandwich.

They panted for long, languid moments, no one daring to break the silence. Then Jeremiah pressed a kiss on Miko’s shoulder as he disengaged himself and got up. Miko rolled over in the bed, laying on her back, Sam’s sticky warmth still spread across her breasts – and now on his chest.

A towel landed on her face. Miko pulled it off her head and frowned, glancing over at Jeremiah, who wore a distinctly boyish look on his normally serious face. “Clean yourselves up, ladies and gentlemen.”

“Such a sweet talker,” she teased back. “Telling us that we’re too dirty for you.”

“Not too dirty for me,” Sam said, and began to wipe her down with the towel.

That was sweet, she thought, though she said nothing until he was done. Jeremiah returned to the bed a few moments later and pulled her close to him, and when Sam had finished cleaning himself, he did the same. They lay sandwiched together, the two men with their arms linked around her body.

“You’ve done that before,” Miko mused.

“Used a towel? All the time,” Sam said.

She pinched his shoulder, grinning. “No, I meant what we just did. Sharing a woman. The two of you have done that before.” She should have guessed as much when her mother had hinted that she’d sent over two men. It sounded like something her mother would have thought of. She knew Miko was sensitive about her kitsune side and wouldn’t be happy with an endless string of mates. But two men dedicated to each other and devoted to her? That would keep her fox happy for a long, long time.

Once again, her mother was right. Irritating.

“Does it bother you if we have shared a woman?” Jere asked.

“Mmm,” Miko said, tracing a finger on Sam’s chest as Jere’s big hand cupped her hip. “Actually, I prefer it. But I’m new to this. I’ve never had two men in my bed at the same time.”

“That was beginner stuff,” Sam said. “We’re just breaking you in.”

She laughed.

“Our last relationship was with a were-lynx. Female,” Jere said in a low voice, his mouth pressing against her shoulder in a casual kiss. “But she couldn’t…” He let his words trail off.

“She didn’t like two men. It made her tired,” Sam said bluntly. “She wanted a normal relationship.”

“Ah,” said Miko.

“You?” Jere asked. “Was this…what you wanted?”

She nodded. “I liked it. Far, far too much for my own good,” she said with a laugh, snuggling down between them even more. She loved the sensation of both warm bodies pressed against her own, hands on her thighs and breasts and all over her body. It was sensory overload…and it was exactly what she needed in a relationship to keep the fox inside her happy. “And you’re not the only ones with relationship troubles in the past. All my old relationships fizzled because were-foxes are generally insatiable. I wore out my old boyfriends.”

“Poor, poor things,” Sam said in a grave voice. “To think that a beautiful, insatiable were-fox is a problem.”

“It is,” she said seriously. “Our nature is to want more than one mate, and to want them often. It’s just like foxes in the wild, and it doesn’t translate so well to human relationships.”

And that was an understatement. Which was why she felt so comfortable with the two men. Knowing that they’d shared women in the past sort of made things perfect…

Except for the fact that they were sent here for a task, and that task was done.

Miko sighed.

“What?” said Sam.

“Well,” she said, trailing a finger over his chest. “We’ve just gotten together and the two of you are going to have to return to Fort Worth. You’ll have to leave.” Sure, it was only an hour away, but it wasn’t the same as having them under her roof, spending all day together.

“Oh, I don’t know about that,” Sam said.

“It’s going to take several months for us to determine that the threat is taken care of,” Jeremiah said in a grave voice. “What if the hunt club returns? We’d want to make sure you’re safe.”

“Plus, your pipes are terrible. I think this house needs a top-to-bottom plumbing remodel,” Sam added. “And I’m expensive – and slow. But I’m thorough.”

“I noticed,” she teased, her heart feeling light. “I could use a server overhaul too.”

She felt Jere tense against her in surprise. “You have a server?”

“Nope,” she said, and laughed. “But I could probably use one for my art. Put up an online gallery for my comic art.”

“So that’s what you do in your room all day,” Sam teased. “Here I thought you were up there drawing naked pictures of women. At least, that’s what I was fantasizing about.”

Jere chuckled against her shoulder, his breath warm.

“It is what I’m doing,” she pronounced in an overly-innocent voice. “I draw panels for a hentai manga. Lots of tentacles and naked chicks. Mostly naked chicks.”

“Holy shit,” Sam breathed. “You could quite possibly be the world’s most perfect woman.”

“Perfect for both of us,” Jeremiah agreed, pulling her closer to him.

She couldn’t have agreed more.