Total pages in book: 128
Estimated words: 119852 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 599(@200wpm)___ 479(@250wpm)___ 400(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 119852 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 599(@200wpm)___ 479(@250wpm)___ 400(@300wpm)
Her breath hitches and then she spasms wildly, her hips bucking at Riggs and her nipples jerking out of my fingers as she writhes. Determined to prolong her ecstasy, Riggs and I fight to keep our hands and mouth on her as her cry goes higher and louder.
Too soon, she sags and sighs out a sound of delicious release.
“Good girl,” I praise, pushing my luck and pushing her boundaries. Her answering glare is filled with humor this time.
“More,” she demands breathily. “More.”
“Yes, ma’am.” Riggs chuckles, moving up her body.
Still, he glances my way. We’ve been friends long enough that I can read the thoughts behind his eyes as if they’re my own. Kay is stunning, her orgasming for us is the prettiest thing I’ve ever seen, and he feels the same way.
“Get behind her and hold her legs for me,” I tell Riggs, and he nods, understanding.
In moments, he’s leaned against the headboard with Kay reclining on him, her back to his chest, and I’m between her bent knees. Riggs reaches over her shoulders, down her body to grip her thighs, spreading her wide open with her feet floating in the air. Keeping my eyes on hers, I spit right onto her clit. She flinches in shock, her gaze full of ‘you did not just do that’ fire, and I smirk because yes, I did.
Her fury morphs the second I begin to rub her clit, slipping my fingers inside her to mix our fluids together and spread them all over her pussy where I intend to lick up every drop. She lets out a shaky breath with the sweetest little sound of desperation, and an answering jolt of heat shoots straight down my spine.
I need this. I think she needs it too. So I give Kay one slow lick, tasting her sweetness right from the source.
And then I devour her mercilessly.
KAYLA
My sister-in-law, Janey, reads vampire romance books, and she told us about one where the female main character was basically surrounded by vampires, sucking her blood and sucking her clit until she entered some sort of blissed-out state of consciousness. At the time, I’d laughed, thinking it sounded ridiculous. Multiple men? Multiple orgasms? Altered consciousness? No way. Pure imaginary fantasy. Or so I’d thought. As it turns out, it isn’t ridiculous at all. It’s real. I’m experiencing it.
And whatever this is, whatever is happening, I want more of it. Lots more.
Being with two men isn’t something I ever considered, and I have no idea what I’m doing or how I’m going to feel about it tomorrow, but I have no intention of stopping. I understand that sometimes the universe offers us a one-time deal, and somewhere on that club dance floor, I decided that’s what tonight is. A one-time, “no regerts”, as my brother would say, adventure into the forbidden experience of a menage a trois.
I’ve already come twice, once with Riggs between my legs and Maddox talking dirty in my ear, and a second time with Maddox between my legs and Riggs behind my back, his dick pressed to my spine while he held my legs, exposing me in what should have felt crude but felt wickedly naughty.
Already, I can tell the difference in their touches. Riggs is gentle, but big… so damn big. Even one of his fingers was filling, and when he slid a second inside, I came almost instantly at the deliciously painful stretch. And his murmurs are all about how good I’m doing and how he can’t wait to feel me on his cock. There’s an intensity woven through his every word, every move. Maddox, on the other hand, is filthy-mouthed and bossy. He seems to instinctually know exactly what my body can handle and took me to the edge three times without letting me come. I was irritated about it, mouthily ordering him to quit stopping. I even offered to show him what to do if he wasn’t sure, which he arrogantly told me would be a ‘fucking sexy sight’. I’d been both annoyed and flattered, and I tried to hide my response, but that was when he took me to the edge again, hard and fast and leaving no room for argument that he knew exactly what he was doing. The resulting orgasm made the delay so worth it, and though I’d deny it, I’m pretty sure my noisy cries sold me out.
Both are amazing.
“Get on all fours,” Maddox demands. Part of me wants to tell him to fuck off, but considering he’s helping me into the position my body actually wants, and he seems to truly be after my pleasure, I obey. To be clear, it’s because it’s what I want, not because he told me to. “Fuck, man. Come look at this,” he tells Riggs.
It feels lewd and obscene for them to be staring at my core, which I’m sure is reddened from both men’s scruff and messy with my own orgasms. But any shyness I feel about it dissipates when I glance in the mirror over the dresser. They look reverent, like they’re bearing witness to something awe-inspiring even though it’s just… me. “So damn pretty.”