Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 80902 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 405(@200wpm)___ 324(@250wpm)___ 270(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80902 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 405(@200wpm)___ 324(@250wpm)___ 270(@300wpm)
“Havoc!” I come so hard I scream. I must scratch the heck out of his head as I dig my fingers in, but he doesn't pause, doesn't even ease up, just continues driving me through that orgasm like he's trying to kill me.
But what a way to go.
“That… was amazing,” I whisper.
He crawls up the bed, stretched out next to me smiling. “Fuck, I've wanted to do that since I saw you again. Jesus, it was even better than I imagined.”
“Better than you imagined? I was the one on the receiving end.” I reach up, pressing my palm against his broad chest and enjoying the feel of his thumping heart.
“Fuck, if you screamed that loud for just me, you’re going to bring down the fucking house for all of us.”
Excuse me? “W—what?”
He blinks, confused. “Don’t you want to? I assumed… fuck.”
“You want to share me? Like at Alessa’s house?” I lie there, a little stunned. I’m definitely attracted to all three of them, and honestly, the idea of having multiple men as dedicated to me as I’d seen Alessa’s men are to her is pretty hot. I’d just never fully thought through what was going on.
Havoc strokes a hand down my side, lingering on my hip. “I would never force you.”
I look down, to find him as hard as ever and wrap my fingers around him, stroking. “What would it be like?”
He hisses between his teeth. “Want me to call them in? I’m sure they’d be happy to show you.”
“Is that what you want?” I run my thumb over his crown, feeling the slickness spread.
“Not this time,” he says in a low rumble. He reaches to grab something out of his night table. A crinkle of plastic and he pushes my hand away to get himself fully ready.
I swallow thickly, a nervousness coming over me. He looks huge, but I'm ready. So freaking ready.
Havoc’s hips settle between mine and I let my thighs fall open as he slides into me. “It would be like this.” He slides deeper, inch by glorious inch, until I'm so full of him I can hardly stand it. But it feels good. Amazing.
I moan, and he traces a finger over my lips, pushing it into my mouth. “And this.” He drives deep as he whispers in my ear. “Close your eyes and imagine this is Phoenix.”
I know for a fact Phoenix has a lot more than a finger’s width to offer, but it’s sexy to imagine, and I suck Havoc’s finger into my mouth.
“God. Perfect.”
He pulls back slowly, then fills me again and this time it's easy. I'm so slick and ready for him. Again. And again.
Agonizingly slow. I let his finger slip out of my mouth. “Havoc, please…”
“Yeah? Please what?” He's wearing a cocky smirk, knowing full well what he's doing to me. How he's making me feel. How he's filling me up.
“Jesus. Just fuck me.”
Instead, he pulls out and flips me over, yanking my hips up to meet him and sliding back inside with a single brutal stroke. “And it would be like this.”
He pulls something else out of the night table and I hear a click. A cool drip, and then his slick thumb tracing patterns over my ass. I tense, but he doesn’t push, just teasing me until I’m panting desperately beneath him. “We’d take you everywhere, baby. Just relax and enjoy the ride.”
It’s all too easy to imagine what it would be like sandwiched between the three of them. The single focal point between three powerful men. He pushes deep, firmly driving his full length into me. With a gasp, I push up against him, suddenly frustrated that I can barely move under him. “Havoc!”
My hands tangle in the sheets. Each time he drives into me, I'm rocked on the bed, moaning. “Fuck, I love watching you under me like this,” he says in a lust-hoarse voice. “Taking what I can give you. Making you fucking mine.”
I try to thrust my hips up at him, but he has me pinned. It doesn't matter. With each plunge, he drives me into the mattress, his flesh smashing against mine. He's a machine, all muscles and cock. And lips. And fingers. What would it be like to have this times three? My moans are raw, harsh, as I twist under his grip. I ache with need, completely full of him. I can't tell where he begins and ends anymore as I shut my eyes and let him fuck me full of pleasure. Rock me into oblivion.
He groans from deep in his powerful chest, just as the wave of my second orgasm washes over me. It pulls me under, drowning me. All I feel is pleasure pouring into me, filling up all of me, all the way out to my fingertips and toes. My whole body clenches around him, his thick hardness making my muscles ache as they milk him, wanting him to go over the edge with me. To feel him lose it, just like I am.