One Bride for the Band – Reverse Harem Read Online Jess Bentley

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 60750 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 304(@200wpm)___ 243(@250wpm)___ 203(@300wpm)
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Van.

I don’t have a chance to say a word, not before Van’s mouth is on my chest, his lips wrapping around one of my nipples. He then brings a hand toward the other side of my chest, capturing my nipple between his fingertips, steadily rolling it between them. And as Van rhythmically plays with my chest, my nipples getting more sensitive with his every touch, Rhys continues eating me out, his tongue dragging between my folds as he brings his tongue back toward my throbbing clit.

“Fuck…Rhys…Van...” I moan for them both, my thighs shaking as another orgasm threatens to move right through me.

And that’s when I lock eyes with Cameron from across the room.

He’s quietly watching me moan, quietly watching me let two men have their way with me, quietly watching me spread my legs even wider for Rhys’s mouth. But as my gaze moves down his frame, I realize that even though Cameron is silent, his body is clearly having a reaction to what he’s seeing in front of him.

Because he’s playing with his cock bulging under his jeans, steadily stroking himself as he stares over at me. As he sees my reaction, he reaches for his belt buckle and undoes his fly.

Fuck.

He’s huge, too. I whimper at the thought of trying to handle Rhys’s, Van’s, and Cameron’s cocks all at the same time, wondering if my body is going to feel absolutely pushed to its limits. Even so, I still wonder what Cameron is going to feel like inside of me, if he’s going to be passionate and rough like Rhys or methodical and ruthless like Van.

I make sure to keep my eyes locked on Cameron as I come against Rhys’s mouth, as Van’s attention on my chest turns me into a moaning, melted mess between my legs. There’s a familiar electricity sparking between us, each stroke of Cameron’s cock making me more and more jealous that he’s not letting me jerk him off, instead.

“Fuck, darling,” Rhys groans, pressing a soft kiss on the inside of my thigh. “When you moan like that it drives me fucking crazy.”

“Just tell us who you want first, princess,” Van whispers, close to my ear. “But you should know whenever it’s my turn, I’m not going easy on you—”

“Cameron,” I say his name, my attention still fully on his cock.

“…What was that, darling?” Rhys chuckles. “Did you just say—”

“I want Cameron first,” I repeat the sentiment, before I hastily shake my head. “Sorry. It’s just the truth.”

“It’s okay with me, darling.” Rhys smirks. “And I bet it’s okay with Van, too. The only person you really need to be concerned about is Cameron—”

Rhys’s reply is cut short by Cameron gently tugging me by the wrist, moving me away from the men at the wall. He quietly leads me toward the living room couch, before he takes a seat right in the middle of it. Then, Cameron gingerly places his hands on either side of my waist, lowering me right on top of his waiting cock, already shining with pre-cum.

And once his shaft slips deep inside of me, a moan escapes my lips, my hips aligning with his waist as I rest my hands on his shoulders. I start to move, riding Cameron’s cock as we stare into each other’s eyes, my fingers pressing hard against his skin. Cameron’s hands slowly slip down from my waist to my ass, his palms supporting my every motion as I start riding him at a frenzied pace, unable to stop myself.

“Cameron…Cameron…” I whimper, his perfect cock driving into me, that same, familiar electric connection between us sending tingling warmth through my veins.

“You’re so fucking beautiful, Alyssa,” Cameron murmurs, right before he shifts his hands back up toward my waist, pulling me even closer to his frame in a close embrace. “So fucking beautiful.”

“You, too,” I murmur right back to him, his green eyes shimmering as he pushes into me again, his dark blond hair starting to stick with sweat against his forehead. “Cameron…”

“Fuck, Alyssa…” Cameron groans. “If you keep going like that…you’re going to make me come so hard…”

“I want you to come, Cameron,” I reply, my hips still moving just as fast against his own. “I want you to come inside of me.”

Almost as soon as I finish speaking, Cameron holds onto my hips tight so that I can’t move, and I can only feel the pulses and small tremors of his stiff cock against my walls. And I watch as his chest rapidly rises and falls, his arms slightly shaking as he explodes inside of me. I then bend to kiss him as he gently pumps into me a few more times, his actions instinctive and pure. He kisses me back, his lips soft, his tongue softly tracing my lips, tantalizing me, making me want more and more, and at the same time I want to curl up in his arms. It tugs at me sweetly in a way that I’m not expecting, especially considering our first time together only came after Cameron saw me with Rhys and Van.


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