Panthers' Pleasure [Impulse 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) Read Online Free PDF

clothing, as was Vilas. They were both down to their skin in a blink of an eye.
    “Look who’s talking,” Rafe responded, nodding at Vilas’s equally rigid penis—thick and angry and jutting almost all the way up his navel.
    “We’ve waited fucking long enough for her. I figure we’re allowed to get excited now she’s finally here.”
    The two men fell into one another’s arms, kissing passionately, their long panther tongues tickling their way seductively down one another’s throats.
    “You think she’ll like being kissed like that?” Vilas asked when Rafe finally let him up for air.
    “She’ll like it just fine, once she gets used to it.” Rafe placed a hand on top of Vilas’s head. “Get down on your knees, buddy. You know what I need.”
    Vilas fell in front of Rafe, grabbing his swollen balls with one hand and his cock with the other. He massaged the former and wrapped his lips round the head of Rafe’s prick, lapping delicately at the spot of creamy pre-cum seeping from it. Rafe closed his eyes and threw his head back as Vilas expertly sucked him down his throat, teasing him by tickling the underside of his cock with his rough tongue.
    “Geez, that’s so fucking good.” Rafe pushed himself in and out of Vilas’s mouth. “I’m gonna come for you, Vilas.”
    No sooner had the words left his mouth than he pulsated into Vilas’s throat, an endless stream of semen shooting from his cock, draining his aching balls dry.
    “Thanks,” he said when he found enough breath to speak. He touched Vilas’s rigid pole and smiled. “Got anywhere in mind for this thing?”
    “Your ass is mine, buddy,” Vilas replied, savagely pushing Rafe down on the rug. “Get on your hands and knees and be ready for a hard fucking.”
    “You think she’d like to watch us doing this?” Rafe asked, groaning as Vilas lubed up his fingers and rimmed Rafe’s ass. “She might get turned on by it.”
    “She’ll have to watch us sooner or later.” Vilas replaced his fingers with the tip of his cock and plunged deep with one sharp thrust of his powerful hips. “Ahh shit, that feels soooo good.”
    “You’ve got that right. I’m getting hard again already.”
    “You want me to fuck your ass, buddy?” Rafe could hear laughter in Vilas’s voice as he withdrew almost all the way, eliciting a groan of protest from Rafe. Vilas so loved to tease. “You want it, you gotta beg me for it.”
    “Just fuck me like you mean it and quit stalling. She could finish up downstairs any time now.”
    “And walk in on us.” Vilas chuckled. “That’d be one way to cut to the chase.”
    “Probably not the preferred method.”
    “You imagining doing this to her ass?”
    “Damned right I am.”
    “Think she’ll let us?”
    “She’ll let us. You can sense how passionate she is just as well as I can. We’ll just have to educate her and get her keen to experiment with the two of us.”
    “Get her to do as she’s told and to beg for it.” Vilas grinned. “I so want to hear her beg.”
    “Right.” Rafe let out an elongated moan. “Shit, Vilas, give it to me harder. I’m gonna come for you again.”
    Vilas obliged, his heavy balls crashing against Rafe’s buttocks as he drove himself as deep as he could get, hitting Rafe’s prostate dead center with each thrust. He slapped Rafe’s backside with the flat of his hand, while Rafe balanced on one arm, massaging his cock with the free hand.
    “Let’s come together,” Vilas said, clearly straining to explode, his breathing labored as he drove himself closer to the brink.
    “As long as you mean right now. Fuck it!”
    Rafe howled as a shower of sperm shot from his penis. Vilas was right there with him. Rafe could feel him pulsating deep inside his ass as he came, and then came some more.
    “Shit, she’s left the place!”
    Rafe jumped from the rug and pulled his two items of clothing back on. “I tuned out the pheromones while we were fucking—”
    “Me, too.” Vilas