The Billionaires (Lover's Triangle 1)

Jewel gripped Rogen’s shoulders for support. Vin’s cock pulled almost all the way out of her.

“You want it, don’t you, baby?” he whispered.

“Yes,” she said on a broken breath. “Don’t tease me, Vin. Fuck me. I want to feel you, hard and hot inside me.”

He plunged all the way in.

“Vin!”

Her ass ground against his pelvis. His hips bucked and his cock hammered into her, fast and furious. As though he had a point to prove.

That she’d asked for too much? That he wanted Rogen to know how he satisfied her? That he just plain needed to make her come—and come with her?

All of the above?

Jewel couldn’t dissect any of it. With Rogen still staring into her eyes, his thumb toying with her nipple, and Vin thrusting heartily into her, it was a wonder she could recall her own name.

It felt good. So fucking good. In ways she couldn’t yet resolve. Because it was Vin inside her and Rogen suddenly kissing her, as though he couldn’t stand not being joined with her in some physical way.

His hand on her breast skated down her belly and his fingertips massaged her clit, first in a circular motion, engaging her. Then picking up Vin’s tempo and rubbing fervently.

She ended the kiss. It was all too much. All too wonderful. All too insane.

She couldn’t process the sensations, especially as Rogen added to them by tonguing her nipple, then drawing it into his mouth.

Jewel shifted slightly and her arm coiled around Vin’s neck again. He kissed her briefly but kept his attention on fucking her. Wildly. Perfectly. His gaze on her.

Sharp whimpers of desire fell from her parted lips. She wasn’t sure Vin had ever driven so deep into her, and that was saying something.

Rogen’s rugged features were set, tense. His eyes burned. He told Vin, “Pump that cock into her. Damn it, Vin. Fuck her harder. Make her come.”

“Yes,” Jewel begged. “Please. God, Vin, please!”

The heel of Rogen’s hand pressed against her clit, rubbing the entire area, a completely new sensation.

“Rogen,” she gasped. “Harder.” Her hand clutched his, holding him to her, making him push more firmly against her wet, sizzling flesh.

Vin’s fervent fucking rocked her hips, causing her clit to rub more quickly, rhythmically, against Rogen’s hand.

“Oh, God.” It was like nothing she’d ever felt.

Dark, throaty moans leapt from her throat. Her eyes shut. She felt everything inside her tighten. It felt good, so damn incredible. She almost didn’t want to let go. But she had no choice.

The sensations burst wide open and she screamed. Loud.

She shattered to the depths of her soul. Clenched Vin so tight that he lost it, too, and called her name as his cock surged inside her and his body convulsed.

“Oh, yeah,” Rogen said. “Keep her coming.”

Vin’s hips jerked. The heel of Rogen’s hand rubbed. Jewel continued to climax.

The two men drew out every single second. Every ounce of her orgasm.

“Goddamn,” Vin said on a sharp breath. “She squeezes so fucking tight.”

“Feels better than anything, doesn’t it?” Rogen asked in a tone tinged with lust and yearning.

“Yes.”