Week Eight – Sophie In September

This bit  of erotica comes from a new smut short, Sophie In September, the second story in Luka’s Pack and sequel to Anna In August

(And of course, remember, this sort of Friday Fun is NSFW!)

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“Relax. Sophie, beautiful Sophie.” Luka’s voice was a quiet murmur, and his fingers slipped along the fastening of her clothes. The bright sun dress she’d worn was the only splash of color on the black sand, and she flushed when she saw her bra beside it.

Luka’s hands reached around from behind her, lifted the weight of her breasts, and he rolled her nipples, already puckered from the cool breeze off the water, between his thumb and his fingers. Her nipples had always been sensitive, and she sucked in a breath as he plucked at them.

“I’ll let you choose, Sophie.” He let go of her left breast, slipped his hand down the front of her body and into her panties. “Which one do you want to lick you here?” With the rough tip of one finger, he started to tease her clit.

“Ohhh…”

“Which one, Sophie? Alexandre loves the taste of a woman – Ares wants to fuck your ass so bad he couldn’t keep his mouth shut. Blond or brown or black hair between your thighs, Sophie? Blue or brown or hazel eyes looking up at you?” While he was talking, he had trapped her clit between his fingers, was squeezing it while he rubbed over it with another finger.

Sophie bucked her hips against his hand when he pinched her nipple again, then dragged her eyes along the line of men in front of her, stripping now, revealing hard muscles outlined by moonlight. Hungry faces, hungry gazes, one licking his lips, one already stroking his cock.

The sight reminded her of Luka behind her, stronger, broader, bigger than all of them, his cock pressed against her ass. And she wanted Ares, wanted him touching her, but if Alexandre was the one who liked to –

“I don’t – I don’t know, I don’t care, any of them, all of them -”

“No, Sophie, we don’t have time for that. There’s too many other things to do to you. Choose.”

“I – ohhh – I -” And then her eyes locked with a brown and hungry stare again. “You. Ares – please -”

He grinned at her, and she felt Luka laugh against her back. Ares took one step toward her, and Luka’s hands curled around the backs of her thighs simultaneously, sprawled wide and lifted her straight up in his arms. She gasped and dropped her head back against his shoulder, felt the tautness of his muscles against her back, her arms, and shivered.

She didn’t know what to do with her hands, and then Ares bent between her thighs and she sank her fingers into thick brown hair and moaned at the touch of cool air as he spread her open, lapped over her clit and shot a hot glance up her body.

“Tell me what you like, Sophie. Won’t you?”

 

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