Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 90075 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 450(@200wpm)___ 360(@250wpm)___ 300(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 90075 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 450(@200wpm)___ 360(@250wpm)___ 300(@300wpm)
I couldn’t catch a breath as footsteps sounded behind me, and Nick’s fiery heat scorched my back.
He didn’t stop Hunter from touching me. He didn’t speak. He merely tossed a flogger with multiple leather strands and a thick corded handle onto the bed and bristled.
Hunter threw him a smile as his hand kept climbing. “Your grouchy flatmate got to have your mouth first...but me? I get to be the first to touch you...”
Every bone and ligament snapped into stone as his hand cupped my core.
“...here.”
My eyes slammed closed as every awareness arrowed to the quaking, pulsing need directly in my centre.
Tripping forward, I almost fell, but strong arms wrapped around me from behind, holding me upright and trapped. Nick pressed a kiss against my throat as he grunted, “Spread your legs, Ella. Let him finger you.”
Such a crude command.
Such a dirty, despicable demand.
I inched my knees farther apart, my high heels whispering over the carpet. The moment Hunter had space for whatever he planned to do, he didn’t hold back.
“Goddammit, you’re drenched.” With dextrous fingers, he shoved aside my sodden G-string, and with a hiss, inserted one long, strong finger inside me.
I moaned like the whore they’d made me.
After needing to be filled for so long, a single finger was both a gift and a tease.
He kept sinking deeper, forcing me to feel every stroke. Hooking his touch, he groaned. Loudly. “And without sounding entirely cliché, you’re fucking tight too.”
I cried out as he stretched me, filled me—turning me from needy to positively suicidal with lust. “Oh God.”
His finger eased in and out, thrusting slowly, flaming me to a fever.
“Better prepare you to take both of us,” Hunter murmured, inserting another finger, deep and true. “We aim to hurt you tonight but not split you in two.”
My eyes struggled to open. “Y-You’re going to take me...together? But I thought—”
“We’re not crossing swords,” Nick snapped. “We take turns, remember?”
“Oh, I remember.” Hunter pressed his thumb against my clit, making my legs buckle.
Nick gathered me tighter against his chest, holding me upright. “I’ve got you. I’ll hold you. Just...give in. Take what he gives you. You offered yourself to him to make me suffer. So...make me suffer.”
Catching his eyes over my shoulder, I breathed, “Seeing him touch me hurts you?” I flinched at the smoky, husky tones of my voice. I sounded nothing like me—more like a sex-kitten, urging two men to pounce.
Nick’s body pressed against mine from behind. “You seriously have to ask?” His forehead furrowed. “Knowing his fingers are inside you right now? That you’re enjoying it? Goddammit, Ella.” He bit the side of my neck, sending shockwaves down my spine. “It’s turning me the fuck on, all while I want to rip his damn head off for touching what’s mine.”
Hunter chuckled. “She’s not yours. She’s ours.” Hooking his fingers inside me again, he tugged me toward him, forcing me to trip into the cage of his spread thighs, dragging Nick with me. “Wait until you feel how hot she is. How wet and eager for a cock.” Thrusting his fingers deeper, he dragged another moan up my throat.
“Are you sure you don’t want to see if she could take both of us at the same time?” Hunter asked Nick, deceptively soft. “I’m sure by the end of the night, she could. A few orgasms would make sure of it.”
My body went into pleasure overload.
Sandwiched between two delicious males.
Dirty touches and salacious words.
Testosterone and possession.
Aggression and lust.
These men were both so different, yet they watched me with the same predator-ferocity gleaming in their eyes. My stomach clenched to their unanswered call. I wanted to be claimed and ravaged. Taken. Used.
An image of them both inside me at the same time made a gush of wetness cover Hunter’s hand.
He sucked in a breath. “Would you like that? Two cocks in one hole? Could you take us both?”
“Enough,” Nick snarled, yanking me away. Hunter’s touch slipped out of me. With a sinful grin, he held up his wet fingers and placed them into his mouth.
Never looking away, he sucked my arousal off his skin, then blew me a kiss. “Delicious. Just like I knew you would be.”
Nick made a noise of furious anguish behind me.
Hot, heavy anticipation unfurled.
Chemistry ran rampant. If someone struck a match, the flame would ignite every pheromone into the largest explosion this small town had ever seen. And I’d be the epicentre of it.
“Bend over,” Nick suddenly barked, pushing my shoulder blades and folding me in half. “Hold on to him.”
Hunter caught me as I fell, cradling me close all while my feet remained planted on the carpet. The soft thud of Nick falling to his knees echoed behind me. It was the only warning I had as he flipped up my dress, yanked down my underwear, then buried his face between my legs.