Summer kissed Harrison first, but guided Marco's hand, encouraging his exploration of her body. As her tongue danced in Harrison's mouth, he moaned deeply, his member stiffening against his pants instantly. Marco ran his fingers over Summer's bare back, stepping behind her to admire her rear. His hands traced the rounds of her behind, squeezing the her tenderly as he kissed her shoulder.
Marco was trying to move past Harrison's presence; he could tell Summer needed this, this solidification that they both understood. They were both hers, and she claimed them, bound them as pack. Summer wanted this to cement their connection. Her body was having it's usual affect on Marco, despite his jealousy at Summer and Harrison in a lip lock.
Harrison's hand had snaked behind Summer's neck, he l ho
