Page 21 of Room Nineteen


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I immediately release Spencer.

“Please,”I beg, pleading with Devon. “I ache everywhere.”

My body convulses as Reid slows his movements, running the entire length of his cock between my folds.

“Oh, this is nothing. The finish is worth the wait,” he says.

“What do you mean?” My eyes roll into the back of my head as Spencer pinches my hardened nipple between his fingers, rolling it from left to right.

“It means we’ll bring you more pleasure than you can ever imagine. But you have to wait.”

I lock eyes with Devon, pleading with him to make it stop. To help the combination of pleasure and pain running through my body.

“It’s called edging.” Devon runs his finger along the hollow of my neck, causing my back to bow off the table.

At the same moment, Reid slides two fingers into my pussy. Screams of both pain and pleasure rip from my mouth, filling the room as Devon continues with his lesson.

“I’ll allow each of you to reach the edge of pleasure before commanding you to stop and starting all over again, making each moment more intense than the last.”

I shouldn’t be turned on by any of this. Not the taboo nature of our relationship or the way Reid and Spencer’s features tighten with pleasureandpain with each of Devon’s commands. Or the way my body preens, searching for that elusive release I’ve never achieved as Reid’s fingers open and close, getting me ready to take the three of them inside me.

“Open your mouth,” Devon growls as he kneels beside me, brushing the tip of his cock against my lips.

I groan as he slides into my mouth, his tangy flavor hitting my tastebuds.

“Twenty more seconds,” Devon growls as he grips my hair, lifting my head off the table and fucking my mouth. “Nineteen… eighteen…”

Reid pumps his fingers into me frantically, while Spencer pumps his cock in time with each of Devon’s thrusts.My eyes focus on his hand as it moves up and down at an increasing pace, jerking himself with so much force, the milky liquid leaks down his hand.

I’m going to come.

I think.

Reid’s thumb presses down on my clit, rubbing it roughly through my panties. Devon and Spencer move in time, their eyes locked with each other as they climb higher, as Devon continues counting down.

“Stop.”

Everything stops instantly as Reid pulls his fingers from me.

No!I scream in my mind as I look down at my body.

Reid’s eyes focus on the juncture between my legs, licking his lips in anticipation of finally getting his taste. My eyes flick to Devon, tears pooling in them as he pulls himself free. His shirt is sticking to his chest, beads of sweat collecting on his forehead as he steps back.

Spencer releases his cock, dropping to his knees beside the table, his eyes bright with arousal. But he isn’t looking at me. All his focus is on Devon like a bull in heat, his light blue eyes even brighter now with arousal. Devon kneels beside Reid, reaching between my thighs and swiping two fingers through my wetness.

“Such a good little soldier,” he praises Reid before pushing his damp fingers deep into Reid’s mouth, making him whimper.

I watch in fascination as Reid circles his tongue around Devon’s fingers, licking and sucking them clean.

“You want that cherry, don’t you, Reid? You want to feel her walls tightening around you like delicious torture?”

“Yes.” Reid exhales roughly, dropping his hands on his knees.

“When?” Spencer moans, lapping at the liquid dripping from the tip of Devon’s cock. His eyes lock with mine, daring me to tell them to stop.

“Please, Devon,” I beg, sliding into Reid’s lap, grinding my sopping core against him.

Tears stream down my face as the need to be full, to be claimed by my three men, is so strong I have trouble breathing.

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