Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 95453 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 477(@200wpm)___ 382(@250wpm)___ 318(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 95453 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 477(@200wpm)___ 382(@250wpm)___ 318(@300wpm)
I don’t want to. For some reason, closing my fingers around his thick shaft takes the heat that was already building and turns it into an inferno.
His helpless groans when I start to pump my fist up and down his length are nothing compared to Colt’s grunts in my ear while he humps me from behind. “What do you think?” he whispers while his hands grope and caress. His hot breath fans across my skin when he asks, “You think you can take us both?”
Do I? Throbbing and aching and already so wet, I want to try. Maybe one day I’ll figure out what it is about them that unlocks this deep, dark need in my soul.
Right now, all I want to do is give into it.
“Why don’t you use your mouth instead of your hand?” Colt suggests, wedging a hand between my legs, toying with my swollen lips until I spread my thighs so he can touch more of me. “Let me watch you suck him off while I fuck you. Does that sound good?”
Anything would sound good while he dips deeper, making my body sing with the way he plays with my wet, swollen flesh. “Oh, yes…” I moan, stroking Nix faster, working my hips to rub my ass against Colt’s rigid member. I’m already so close, sinking deeper and deeper into the pleasure the three of us are creating together.
“Put it in your mouth,” Nix grunts, settling back with his hands behind his head, watching me position myself so the dripping slit at the tip of his head is close to my tongue. He thrusts upward with his hips, and I part my lips to take him inside.
“Oh, fuck, that’s it.” His deep, satisfied groans mix with Colt’s heavy breathing while he positions himself behind me. Without saying a word, Colt takes me by the hips and lifts them, then presses a hand to my lower back so my ass is on display for him to toy with. Cool air touches my slick, bald lips, making me shiver before something thick and wide slides through my folds.
I moan around Nix, who moans in response. “Make her do that again,” he tells his brother, who rubs his head in circles over my clit until I start to lift my head to let Nix fall from my lips.
He stops me, clamping a hand on my head, holding me in place. “I didn’t tell you to stop,” he grunts, moving again, feeding me his cock while Colt drives me crazy. I’m aching, needy, ready to beg for it when all at once Colt shoves himself inside me, rocking me forward before he pulls me back by the hips.
It’s all so good. I don’t know what to focus on—the way Colt fills me up, the taste of Nix’s salty pre-cum on my tongue, or the deep satisfaction, knowing I can pleasure them at the same time. It takes the sensations running through my body and amps them up, making me suck harder while I push back against Colt’s strokes.
“You like this, don’t you?” Nix asks, pushing my hair aside so he can watch me bob up and down his length. “That’s right, nice and slow. Just like he’s fucking you. Fuck me with your mouth just like that.”
With a soft moan, I do as I’m told, matching my pace with Colt’s, and soon the three of us are moving together. I know it’s wrong, and maybe that’s what makes it feel so right.
This time, it’s different. This time, nobody’s forcing me. They’re not using me like I’m an item, a thing, a sex toy for their amusement. “So fucking tight,” Colt says under his breath, his fingers gripping my hips, digging in, and even that is so good, better than anything I could imagine.
And when pleasure races through me like fire in a dry forest, I don’t have to feel guilty for the way my body reacts. I can go with it. I can enjoy it. I can own it.
I feel the tension build, and my moans get louder. “Fuck, I wanna watch you come,” Nix groans, lifting my head away from his dick to fuck his fist.
Now all I have to focus on is the way I feel, losing myself a little at a time with every stroke, every time Colt crashes against me. And when he adds a finger to my clit, I howl, throwing my head back, almost sobbing as the tension breaks and nothing is left but sweet bliss radiating through my limbs, making me melt.
“That’s my girl.” There’s pride in Colt’s voice once I can hear it, when the heavy drumming of my heart softens a little. “You think you can take more?”
Do I think I can? No, I know I can. I know I want to.