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“It’s not enough!” she cried out, her back arching. “I told you, it wasn’t enough.”
That wasn’t what she needed. It was good, so good. His tongue thrust inside her, parting the tense tissue.
His hands clenched in the rounded curves of her rear, parting them, a finger rubbing against the tiny entrance there, spreading the slick moisture spilling from her vagina.
Gasping, moaning, she pressed down; the prickle of sensation as the tip of his finger pierced the small opening sent waves of desperation tearing through her.
Opening her eyes, she stared up at Shane as he watched her, his eyes so blue, sexual need burning in them.
“It’s not enough,” she whispered, her hips rolling beneath Sebastian’s penetration of her rear as his tongue lashed at her sex, curled around her clit, and sucked it into his mouth.
Broken breaths, strangled moans, escaped her. She arched into each decadent caress of his lips, his tongue, his finger pressing inside the forbidden entrance lowe
r.
“’Bastian.” Shane’s voice was strangled, his muscles raging with tension as he lifted his upper body, waiting until Sebastian’s head lifted. “Fuck her. Now.”
Alyssa jerked, crying out as the explicit demand sent a power punch of sensation racing to her vagina. Juices spilled, rushing to slicken and prepare her, his head lowered again to catch the rush of her response.
“’Bastian!” she cried out when he seemed to become lost in catching each taste of her again. “Please. Now.” He didn’t let up, his tongue rimming her entrance as her hips lifted to him again. “Fuck me. Now.…”
He came to his knees so quickly she was shocked. His fingers wrapping around the base of his cock as his expression tightened, his gaze moving to Shane.
Whatever he saw there convinced him to move closer as Shane lifted her knee, spreading her thighs farther as he brought it back, allowing him to watch.
Alyssa watched the broad shaft with its dark, engorged crest as Sebastian released it. He slid his hands beneath her rear and lifted her closer until the thick, blunt head of his cock eased into position.
She was shaking, Alyssa realized. Anticipation was racing through her, spilling more of the slick warmth from her sex.
“Watch, baby,” Shane whispered at her side. “See how he’ll fit.”
It wasn’t possible.…
He pressed against the opening, flaring it open, parting her flesh as the sense of stretching heat began to build, became a flame as he worked the head in and out of her with slow rocking movements.
Shane caught her hands as she reached for Sebastian, holding them above her head.
“Watch, baby,” he crooned, his voice tight. “Look how your pretty pussy parts for him.” She shuddered in reaction to his words, to the sight of Sebastian’s cock head disappearing inside her again.
Just the crown, nothing more. And she needed more.
“Please,” she whimpered, watching, anticipation tightening her as he sank inside again.
She tightened on the small penetration. As the wide crest entered her a wave of sensation tightened her vagina and stole her breath.
Sebastian stilled, his hands bunching in the cheeks of her rear where they lifted her to meet his thrust. “It’s not enough. Shane, please, fuck me—”
“’Bastian, no,” Shane suddenly growled.
Too late. A broken groan left Sebastian’s lips before his hips jerked, pushing his cock deeper, spearing past the hymen that tore at the first thrust.
He pulled back quickly, ignoring Shane’s curses now, and pushed inside her again, again; each sharp increment he added as he pushed inside her only amped the level of sensation inside her. Three hard thrusts and Alyssa felt each burning stretch of untried flesh, of muscles unused to the intrusion, protesting even as more of her juices spilled and her body attempted to ease his way.
“Fuck!”’Bastian groaned as he pushed in to the hilt, the fiery intrusion dragging a sharp cry from her lips. Her hips arched into him, the sharp sensation against her clit as his body met it melting her further. “Fuck. Shane, she’s too fucking tight.”
Perspiration gleamed on ’Bastian’s shoulders, the side of his face, as he stared at the point where his body was now a part of hers.
So much a part of her. Painful pleasure was lancing her, demanding, intoxicating.
