<strong>Cecily</strong><br/><br/>It had been so very long since she’d received pleasure from someone who was Pure, since she’d received the sort of pleasure her body craved. Roarke moved behind her as she pulled Dawn from the bed. She was taking and being taken, all the while her blood pounded a primal symphony in her ears.<br/><br/>She was gasping as she claimed the mouth of the other woman, her closest friend. Gasping from Dawn’s hands in her hair, and more from Roarke’s swollen member teasing her wet slit and then he was inside her.<br/><br/>She cried out, wordlessly as his hands gripped her hips and her took her fully. It had been so long she’d forgotten how good it felt to be taken by a pure, forgotten the powerful surge of  Pure lover’s hips. She moaned with it, writhing against Dawn’s touches. Her body trembled as she tossed her head back and arched with it.<br/><br/><em>"Oh yes..."</em><br/><br/>Roarke’s groaned words fueled her, fired her desire, and Cecily met his thrusts with a force only a Pure could muster. She brought her eyes to Dawn then. She wanted the both so badly, needed to touch both, to touch Dawn while the force of Roarke’s strokes sent her moving against her.<br/><br/><em>"Yes...."<br/><br/>"Cecily...give into the pleasure, let me return what you gifted me with."</em><br/><br/>She moaned low and loud as the other woman’s fingers found her trigger and accepted Dawn's gift without hesitation. The passion with within her escalated to an uncontrollable level and with a wild cry Cecily let it all go and came in a crashing, muscle clenching release unlike anything she’d had in a very long time. As she did, she lowered her lips to Dawn’s and shared that release with her.