Page 18 of Burn Me


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Once I’m naked, Charlie’s hands find my breasts, squeezing them with hunger. He rolls my nipples between his fingers, sending jolts of pleasure straight to my core. His touch is electric wherever his skin meets mine.

Alistair’s mouth is relentless, devouring me with kisses that leave me breathless. At the same time, Ben’s fingers delve into my pussy, withdrawing to stroke my clit with a rhythm designedto unravel me before he plunges back inside me. I’m laid down, spread open, a feast for their touch, and they indulge with a ferocity that has me teetering on the brink of madness.

“You’re perfect,” Charlie breathes out, his cock hard against my thigh. He presses closer, his erection growing harder. It’s too much and not enough all at once, the three of them orchestrating a symphony of sensation that engulfs my soul.

I writhe beneath their touches, my hips lifting to meet Ben’s hand, seeking more of the exquisite friction he provides. Alistair’s kiss swallows my moans, his tongue duelling with mine. Their hands, their mouths, and their bodies worship me with a savagery that leaves no room for anything but the overwhelming, undeniable present.

Alistair’s mouth is hot on my neck, his lips leaving a burning trail as they suck and nip at my skin. I gasp, the sensation sharp and sweet. His hands are on my waist, guiding me back against the plush pillows, his blue eyes dark with lust.

My back screams at the pressure, my wrist crying out with fire, but I ignore it all.

“Fuck, you taste incredible,” he murmurs against my throat.

Ben circles my clit slowly, then quicker, each flick sending jolts of pleasure straight to my core. “You like that?” he whispers, his eyes gleaming with knowledge of how to please.

“Yes!”

Charlie sucks my nipple into his mouth, grinding down roughly, making me squirm. The combined assault has my back arching, pushing my breasts further into his touch.

We move together, a tangle of limbs and whispered pleasure. My body is a live wire, every touch magnified and necessary.

“I need you,” Alistair murmurs.

“Take me.”

His feral growl sends rockets of lust shooting through my body as he positions himself between my thighs, his cockpressing against me with a promise of ecstasy. I lift my hips, inviting him closer, a silent plea that he hears loud and clear. With a sharp thrust, he’s inside me, filling my pussy completely, stretching me to accommodate the sheer size of him.

“Alistair,” I cry out, my voice breaking with the intensity of the connection. The pain mixes with pleasure, and I never want it to end. He doesn’t give me a chance to adjust, setting a relentless pace and punishing me in the best way possible.

Ben doesn’t move away, and neither does Charlie. Ben keeps up his teasing of my clit, sending quivers through my body down to my soul.

Alistair leans down, his lips finding mine in a kiss that tastes of desire and sin.

Damien is a willing voyeur to this sex, and it adds an edge that only heightens the pleasure. I feel exposed under his watchful gaze, but it’s an exhibition that thrills rather than frightens me.

The need to climax is edging closer. Alistair is pounding into me with his cock. My pussy is slick with cum, every thrust sending waves of pleasure that ripple through me.

“You’re ours, Ever. Every part of you.”

His words wrap around me like chains, binding me to this moment, to the carnal desires. Ben’s fingers rub faster, and I’m spiralling toward that edge where reality blurs and pleasure is the only thing that exists.

Alistair grunts with each thrust. When Ben slips his fingers into my pussy alongside Alistair’s cock, I gasp. My body starts to shake as I teeter on the brink of release. With one more deep thrust from Alistair’s cock and Ben’s fingers, I shatter into a thousand pieces. My orgasm roars through me like wildfire, consuming everything in its path.

Alistair’s groan is raw as he stiffens and unloads his cum into me, his eyes on mine as he claims me in ways my soul has begging for more.

“Fuck, Ever,” he rasps. “You’re fucking exquisite.”

Alistair pulls back, panting heavily.

Ben, his motions more deliberate, lifts me up onto his lap as he lies back.

“I want you to ride me, princess. Can you do that?”

My cheeks flush with heat. I don’t really know what to do, but he places his hands on my ass and pushes to get me to move.

His length rubs against my sweet spot with every thrust of my hips, and I cry out, needing more. His cock fills me in a different way, stretching me, making me clench around him.

“Ever,” he breathes out. “More.”

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