Page 68 of Light the Fire


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There was nothing quite like the feeling of having another person inside you. I was full, whole and so incredibly in tune with my senses and the world around me that I almost felt invincible. If only for that moment when our bodies were connected.

I craved that feeling like a parched man craved water.

Reaching behind me and between us, I stroked him again, loving how smooth and silky the skin was. His length was hot in my palm. I needed that heat inside me.

Together, we notched him at my entrance, and I couldn’t stop the tremble of anticipation that rocked through me. But Jorik must have thought that was hesitation because he paused and asked, “Are you sure?”

I nodded. “So sure.” Then I tilted my head back farther to take his mouth with mine at the same time he eased his cock inside of me.

And suddenly, all was perfect in the world. Or at least it felt that way.

The dull din of outside noises, smells and vibrations faded away, clearing my head, but also wrapping me up in a beautiful, warm fog, softer and more amazing than any blanket I’d ever had.

I pushed my backside into his front, seating him deeper inside me, and a groan worked its way up my throat.

Jorik reached up beneath my shirt to cup my breast, tugging on the already tight nipple and making me have to bite my lip to stifle my gasp.

“Yes,” I breathed out, pushing back into him again until he could set a steady and sure cadence that worked for both of us.

We were on our sides, our bottom arms extended above our heads, and when his fingers tangled with mine on the pillow, I held on for dear life.

“You feel so fucking amazing, Angel. So tight, so hot.”

“You feel good, too,” I whispered, mesmerized by the slide and pull of cock across my pulsing channel.

His fingers continued to tug and twist my nipples gloriously, and our hands wove together tighter on the pillow, so when fingers that weren’t mine started to rub my clit, my eyes flashed open.

Rix offered me a lazy smile. “Hope you don’t mind,” he said, moving two fingers over my clit in a way that had me seeing stars.

“Don’t mind at all,” I replied, tossing a big smile back at him.

He leaned forward and took my mouth, his fingers picking up fervor on my clit while Jorik’s rhythm and speed intensified behind me.

Every nerve inside of me was alive. I was a powder keg covered with sticks of dynamite, and each stroke of Jorik inside of me and rub of Rix’s fingers on my clit was another scrape of flint against a rock, causing sparks and threatening an explosion.

I groaned again as Rix pushed his tongue into my mouth, swirling it around mine and taking what he wanted. I was helpless to his attention, to both of their attention, and there wasn’t any other way I would have wanted it to be.

Rix delivered a pinch to my clit that had my eyes flashing open to stare at him. Still in a lip lock, he grinned against my mouth, then bit my lip, pulling it with him as he shifted his gaze over my shoulder to look at Jorik. His brow lifted, and his smile turned devious.

I was so close, and yet I never wanted this to end.

With another pinch to my clit, Rix released my mouth, pulled his hand out from between my legs, then dove down below, and a second later he pulled my clit into his mouth and sucked.

I detonated.

My hips surged forward against his face, taking Jorik’s cock with me as I squeezed him so tight inside of me, he wasn’t going anywhere. My eyes slammed shut and my toes curled as bright white lights burst behind my closed eyes and euphoria shot out into my limbs, all the way to my fingertips and toes.

I was paralyzed in a tight, slightly contorted position, pinned between two beautiful men as the waves of pleasure rolled through me again and again.

It was probably no more than thirty seconds or so, but time seemed to stand still, and it could very well have been a year when my muscles finally relaxed and I slumped into the mattress once more and against Jorik behind me.

Rix lifted his head, joining me back up at the top of the bed, grinning from ear to ear. “You come so beautifully,” he said, taking my mouth once more, in less of a forceful kiss than before but no less laden with desire.

I grinned languidly at him, then turned to see if Jorik was okay. “Did you…?” I asked, feeling my cheeks get warm.

He shook his head. “Not yet, Angel. Can I … can I put you on your back? I want to see your face. I want to make you come again before I do and watch you as you come undone.”

I chewed on the inside of my lip to keep my giant smile under control but nodded.

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