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“She’d come so easy,” Raeg groaned, lifting his lips though his fingers still filled her, working inside her, pushing her higher. “Her pussy’s so tight around my fingers and creaming so sweet and hot.”
She was dying. Panting, moaning with the need for more, on the verge of begging.
“I’m going to come on the damned sheets like this,” Raeg snarled.
He moved back from her so quickly she couldn’t process the desertion before she was being lifted, eased over Falcon, as he stretched out on the bed.
She couldn’t wait. She was no virgin in need of guidance. Gripping the thick shaft as she came over Falcon’s body, she impaled herself on the iron-hard stalk of flesh, crying out at the lash of pleasure-pain, the burning stretch and feeling of invasion as the broad head pierced the inner flesh.
That was it. That burn. That lash of pain mixing with the pleasure was what she was so desperate for. The wild, carnal mix of agony and ecstasy defied description.
She didn’t stop with that first strike of fiery sensation though. Rocking her hips, bearing down as his hips thrust between her thighs, a shattered wail of blazing pleasure escaped her when his full length lodged inside her, buried to the hilt, thick and throbbing in the tender channel.
Desperate lust consumed her as her body slowly adjusted to the penetration, her muscles flexing and rippling around his cock.
Hard hands clamped on her hips when she tried to move on him though, holding her still, keeping her in place.
“Just a minute, baby,” Falcon groaned.
A minute? She needed …
She froze.
Raeg moved in behind her, one hand parting her cheeks, his heavily lubricated fingers finding her rear entrance.
Waiting, breathless, uncertain what to expect, she wasn’t prepared for what came. The slow, measured invasion of his fingers inside the nerve-laden channel seared her senses, burned through them like wildfire.
Each additional finger, each stretching stroke sent shuddered tearing through her as she jerked in Falcon’s hold, crying out their names, lost in the extremity of each sensation erupting through her mind.
“Fuck, Belle, you’re going to destroy our minds,” Falcon groaned as Raeg moved behind her again, his fingers easing from the grip of her body. “Sweet baby…”
His arms wrapped around her, pinning her to him, holding her in place as she felt the head of Raeg’s cock press against the tight entrance he’d prepared so carefully.
Her nails bit into Falcon’s shoulders as she fought to breathe. The steady, firm push past resistant tissue sent waves of ecstatic pain ripping through her senses, dragging her to that edge of carnal intensity she hadn’t known she needed, hungered for. The determined penetration of her rear, the slow filling of the heated depths, tightened the muscles further around Falcon’s cock by steady degrees. When the broad length pierced that heavy, ultratight ring of muscles and buried in her rear to the hilt, Summer screamed with the hot mix of sensation exploding through her body.
She could feel every inch of their iron-hard erections filling her, throbbing inside her. She was stretched around them so tight, the erotic grip she had on their cocks, the milking ripples of each channel stroking along the heavily veined shafts and destroying any illusion she’d had of surviving it when they left. It was wicked, forbidden. It was everything she’d ever hungered for.
Then they began moving. Practiced years of sharing their women, perfecting their ability to work the female body and give the maximum amount of sensation was apparent. It was destructive. Each coordinated thrust, each retreat and return stroked inside her with heated friction and violent pleasure mixed with the sharp, electrifying jolts of erotic pain.
Her nails dug into Falcon’s shoulders as she fought to find something to hold onto. Harsh male groans, muttered exclamations of their pleasure, blended in with her own ragged cries, her own pleas for mercy, her own pleas for more.
The heavy thrusts inside her were tearing her senses apart, invading her mind deeper than they were invading her body, and she had no idea if she could survive it. The sensations were almost terrifying, the spiraling waves of ecstasy and agony tore her from any preconceived idea of what being taken by them would be.
Each impalement, gaining in speed, in friction, caused her muscles to tighten, the spiraling storm growing inside her, whipping through her, over her, tearing past any hope of control …
The shattering, violent explosions of ecstasy sent her hurtling into orgasm. They ripped through her body, causing her to jerk in their embrace, to cry out in desperation and a sense of foreboding certainty.
Each hard punch of sensation burrowed past any defenses she might have had against the two men possessing her, taking her. A subconscious knowledge became conscious, a certainty that she would never the same again, terrifying her. She loved them. They owned a part of her, they always had, she realized. Without her knowledge, without any effort on their part, they had already stolen a part of her soul that she’d never be able to recover.
A part she’d never be whole without when they left.
Collapsing against Falcon’s chest, wasted, satiated, Summer drifted on those currents of realization, letting them have her, refusing to fight them. She’d made the decision to take what she ached for. Despite Raeg’s anger, Falcon’s secrets, and her own fears, she didn’t fight the realizations that came on the heels of the most explosive pleasure she could ever imagine experiencing.
A pleasure that could become addictive.
What then when they were gone? Would memories alone be enough?
She feared nothing would be enough once that happened.
