Page 159 of Hearts Storm

“You hear that, Angel?” I rumble, slowly making my way across the room. “You’re going to suck my cock like a good little slut while Brex keeps fucking your dirty little pussy. And you will not come.”

Palming my hand under her jaw, I tilt her head up to meet my gaze and give it a gentle squeeze. “Do you understand?”

“Yes,” she gasps.

“Yes, what?” I growl.

Her pupils are almost dilated to full blackout mode when Brex pulls back and slams into her once from behind. “Answer him, Pretty.”

“Unnggh! Yes, sir.”

Dropping the duffel on the floor, I thread my fingers through her hair as Brex shifts his hand to her waist, keeping the other on the belt.

“I’m not sure how much longer I can last,” Brex pants.

“I just need a few minutes in her mouth, then we can take this to the bedroom.”

“Open,” I command, guiding my cock to her lips.

Reyna’s mouth parts, tongue darting out to taste the pre-cum beading at the tip. The wet heat of her mouth envelops me as she takes me in.

“Fuck, that’s it, Angel,” I groan as I start to move. “Such a good girl sucking my cock.”

Brex maintains a steady rhythm as the obscene wet sounds of her pussy taking his cock fill the room, blending with her muffled moans around my dick.

After a minute, I pull back just enough to let her catch her breath. “You like taking both of us, don’t you?”

She nods frantically, eyes glazed with pleasure.

“Tell me,” I demand, tightening my grip on her ponytail as I drag my dick out of her hot mouth.

“Love it,” she gasps, voice wrecked. “Love taking you both.”

“You hear that, Lo?” Brex pants. “She loves being our dirty little slut.”

Shoving back into her mouth, her muffled moans vibrate around my shaft as I fuck her face with slow, deep strokes while Brex hammers into her from behind.

“Fuck, Lo,” Brex grunts, hips stuttering. “I gotta stop or I’m gonna...”

Brex pulls out. Cock glistening with her arousal, his chest heaves, sweat glistening on his chest, running down the hard ridges of his abs.

“Fuckin’-A,” he pants.

I jerk my chin. “Bedroom.”

The second Brex releases her wrists, Reyna’s legs buckle, and she sways. But he catches her before she hits the floor, scooping her up bridal-style.

Snatching up the duffel, I follow them into the bedroom.

I drop the bag near the end of the bed and yank my shirt over my head, then step out of my pants and boxers.

My cock stands at full attention, flushed dark and pulsing with the need to come as I sit down on the edge of the bed.

“I want her here,” I say, pointing to the space between my legs. “Facing away from me.”

Brex carries her over and carefully sets her down on her feet. Her legs tremble, but she manages to stay upright. She’s close enough that I can feel the heat of her body, smell the sex and sweat clinging to her skin.

“Bend over,” I say gently.