Kane, Samantha - Brothers In Arms 3 by Loves Strategy

himself on his hands, breathless after Valentine’s climax.
    God, he loved sucking Valentine, loved the taste and feel of him, his wild abandon when he came in Kurt’s mouth. Watching and hearing first Leah and then Valentine come pushed Kurt to the edge. His cock was so hard it hurt. It felt as if he had never been this excited before, this desperate to fuck. He took a deep breath and rolled to his feet.
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    “My turn,” he said, quickly crossing to the settee. He grabbed Leah’s feet and raised them to the settee, turning her whole body in the process until she was lying down. He climbed on top of her and roughly spread her thighs wide with his knees. Only then did he look at her face. She was dazed, flushed prettily from her climax, her hair lying in wild disarray around her. She was so beautiful and desirable that Kurt’s cock throbbed with the need to thrust deep within her. He met her eyes and froze.
    “Leah?” he asked, hesitant. She was crying, silent tears slipping from her eyes to roll down her temples into her hair.
    “What is it?” Valentine asked from where he was sitting down on the floor, still trying to catch his breath. He crawled over next to them and leaned over Leah. “My God, Leah, are you all right?”
    Leah began to laugh through her tears. “Two children, and I never knew I could do that. That bastard.”
    “What?” Kurt asked, confused.
    Leah looked at him, and wiped her eyes with the heels of her hands, like a child.
    “Thomas. He never told me, never took the time to let me. Come? Is that what that’s called?”
    Valentine grinned wolfishly from the floor. “It’s called a climax, or orgasm. Or le petite mort , as the French say, the little death.”
    “How often can I do that?”
    Kurt laughed out loud. “As often as you want. We can do that for you too. When we fuck, or when we kiss your pussy.”
    “Kiss my…” Leah’s eyes got very wide. “You mean like you did to Valentine?”
    Kurt nodded. “Yes, similar. I like to do that to women too. You smell delicious, and someday soon, I’ll do that. But right now I want desperately to fuck. May I fuck you, Leah?”
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    Valentine laid his arms along the cushion next to Leah’s head and rested his chin on his crossed hands. “May I watch?”
    Leah closed her eyes briefly, and when she opened them, Kurt saw desire and something else, something that made his heart quicken and his soul sing.
    “Yes, darling Kurt. Please fuck me.”
    He needed no further encouragement. Without another word he found her entrance with his cock. She was so hot and wet Kurt shivered with anticipation. He slid inside her slowly, but with one smooth thrust to the hilt, and Leah moaned deeply in delight.
    Kurt had to take several deep breaths to gain control of himself.
    “Tell me,” Valentine whispered, staring at Kurt.
    “She’s so wet and hot, my love, so tight. I cannot last long, I think. She feels so wonderful.” His accent grew thicker with his passion.
    “Yes, I do,” Leah whispered back, a trill of laughter in her voice. “I want to feel even better. Le petite mort , please.”
    Kurt couldn’t stop his snort of laughter, and he saw Valentine grinning like a fool beside them. “We have created a monster, I think,” Kurt told him. Leah laughed again.
    Her laughter had a strange effect on Kurt. He felt his eyes fill with tears. This laughter, this wonderful closeness, would this be their future? Suddenly that future was bright and filled with promise, and Kurt felt lighter than he had since the war. Was this what Leah would bring them? God, he hoped so. He leaned down and buried his face in her neck, clutching her to him and thrusting deeper into her.
    Leah gasped. “Kurt?” she asked breathlessly, concern in her voice.
    He couldn’t look at her. “Love me, Leah,” he whispered. He felt Valentine’s hand on his back, Valentine’s lips on his shoulder as Leah ran a gentle hand through his