Page 198 of Rising Heat

I give it to him.

His hand fists harder in my hair while Tyler curls his fingers inside me, causing every muscle to tremble around them. The sounds coming out of me stop sounding human somewhere around the point Tyler starts fucking me harder with his tongue.

“Tyler—”

My voice breaks around Mack’s cock.

“That’s it, baby. You like when my brother eats your pussy?”

I nod.

“That’s our good girl. Now keep taking this cock down your throat.”

I do as he asks, taking him as deep as I can until his head tips back and I can feel my own orgasm gathering alongside his.

Tyler sucks harder on my clit, pushing me over the edge before I’m ready for it. The orgasm tears through me so suddenly I almost collapse onto the mattress, thighs shaking violently as I clench around his fingers. I break away from Mack just long enough for a string of wrecked mewls to spill free, Tyler never letting up.

“Oh my god…fuck…”

“Atta girl. Come on my face,” Tyler groans against me.

I’m still shuddering when Tyler rises behind me again, one hand anchoring my hip as he lines himself up and eases into me with two deep thrusts.

The sound that comes out of me is humiliating.

I start to turn toward him, but Mack’s grip in my hair stops me before I get very far.

“Eyes over here,” he says. “You look at me when you’re coming on my brother’s cock.”

Oh my god.

I stare at him, breathless.

Tyler chuckles behind me before he kisses my shoulder.

“That’s right, Trouble. We’re not done with you yet.”

Then he starts moving.

Every thrust sends another shock through me until my arms threaten to give out beneath me, Tyler driving into me from behind while Mack slides his cock back between my lips and watches my face the entire time.

“You’re gonna make me explode,” Mack rasps. “You gonna be a good girl and swallow all my cum?”

“Mhmm,” I moan around him.

God, yes. I want every part of them in me, on me, like a brand.

He fucks my face while Tyler snaps his hips harder behind me, and I can feel the second orgasm building almost immediately, tighter and sharper this time, my whole body pulling inward around Tyler every time he thrusts.

Mack growls when I take him to the back of my throat again, and then he’s coming hard into my mouth with a string of curses, his hips jerking while I swallow around him exactly like he wanted.

“Fuck, Darcy…”

I lick my lips slowly when he pulls free and the look on his face nearly finishes me right then and there.

Tyler’s pace turns fervid behind me, hands locking onto my hips while he drives into me harder, deeper. I clutch at the sheets beneath me, barely keeping myself upright while my body tightens helplessly around him.

“You look so pretty like this,” Mack says, licking his lower lip. “It’s like you were made for us.”