Total pages in book: 99
Estimated words: 96402 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 482(@200wpm)___ 386(@250wpm)___ 321(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 96402 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 482(@200wpm)___ 386(@250wpm)___ 321(@300wpm)
My brows blew up my forehead. Legend draped my legs over his shoulders, flashing me a smirk as he dropped.
The last time one of the guys gave me head was when Cairo caught me in the farmhouse and had his way with me on the floor. Since then, the guys gave me a steady string of orgasms, but still, they were singularly focused on my punishments. Giving head did not fall in that category.
Legend nibbled on my clit.
I gasped—actually scooting back to flee the sudden lightning pulse.
He hooked around my legs, holding me in place as his tongue parted my folds, lazily exploring the secret they failed to defend.
“Fucking fucknuts,” I cried. Arching off the bed, I fisted his hair, driving him and his tongue deeper. “Can we make this a part of the nightly routine?”
“Only when your blow jobs exceed expectations.”
I felt each goose bump rippling over my skin, cresting on the surging pleasure spreading through me. Legend continued down and swirled his tongue around another hole entirely.
“Oh.” This is new.
Gripping the headboard, rocking up to give him better access. My body was unsure of the new sensations, but if anyone was going to lead me on an enjoyable quest of new sexual explorations, it was the Bedlam Boys. There wasn’t a single thing we’d done that I said no to inside, even if I said it out loud.
Legend pushed two fingers inside me, working one hole and teasing the other.
“Yes,” I hissed. “Just like that, baby.”
“Say my name.”
“Legend. Legend.” His name was sex and worship on my lips. “You are a legend.”
He picked up the pace, bringing on what I couldn’t hold back.
I came hard, jerking and flopping so wildly on the bed, I flopped myself off. I just lay there on the carpet, chest heaving.
Legend’s room was smaller than his bedroom at the mansion, but it was no less decadent. The walls were painted black to match the midnight carpet. This should’ve made it cramped and gloomy, instead it felt like stepping into the secret passage behind a bookcase.
A dozen black-and-white framed prints covered his walls. Pops of red added color with his pillows and the single red chest locked at the foot of his bed. He opened it for me and removed all doubt of where he kept his twin set of paddles.
I decided I loved his room and the huge king-size bed that sat in the middle of it. Dragging myself up, I claimed another kiss and had to dance away giggling when he tried to drag me back in bed.
“Bathroom,” I said.
I left Legend lying amid his kingdom and padded to the bathroom. This space had received a makeover from its original frat-house chic as well. The wall shower tiles were black, and the floor black and white. He went with a floating bathroom sink that I leaned over to wash my face and fixed up my hair.
Looking marginally less like a sex-drunk coed, I used the bathroom, then opened the door to leave.
Quickly I swung it closed, leaving a sliver for me to peek through.
Legend carded his fingers through Roan’s hair, gently guiding him to his knees. “I’ve been dying to fuck that mouth.”
“Really?” Roan licked his lips, tugging his zipper down. “Looked like you were getting your fill elsewhere.”
“I’ll never have my fill. You should know me better than that by now.”
Their chuckling was drowned out by the loud ca-thumps banging in my chest. The pressure built between my legs, and they hadn’t done anything yet.
Roan watched, and jacked off, while Legend paddled me, and so far, that was the closest we’d come to a threesome. I couldn’t stop myself imagining what it’d be like to be the cheese between those slices of bread. I didn’t stop myself picturing what they got up to when I wasn’t around.
I low-key suspected it was more teasing and punishment that had them dangling this delicious treat just out of my reach. But I wanted it.
Bad.
Legend traced his lips, parting them as Roan’s tongue darted through, licking his tip.
Heat exploded in my middle, weakening my knees and dropping me to the floor. It was fascinating watching the two of them together. Their open relationship had rules. They could hook up with other people as long as they knew about them, and the hookup was just a hookup. They didn’t sleep with the same person more than twice, unless that person was their girlfriend—as in, me.
I have special privileges, so it’s past time I claimed what I wanted.
“Rainey.”
I jumped like I’d been caught stealing.
“Don’t have to hide in there, love,” said Roan. “This lesson is for you.”
Giving up my failed game of peekaboo, I crawled out.
“Thought I’d give you some tips, bring you up to expert level on sucking our man’s dick.”
Roan swallowed him to the hilt. Hissing, Legend dropped his head back, reaching up to grab the beams of his canopy bed. My pulse picked up speed with each inch that brought me closer to them.