Lucas’s hand traveled down her sweat-slicked stomach to her pussy. He dampened his fingers and slid them into her back channel. She panted through the pain, then the pleasure as he smeared her wetness around her narrow passage.
“Oh, shit.” Kellan groaned as she clenched even more around his shaft, vising tight. “You feel…exquisite.” Perspiration streaked down Kellan’s temples, pearled on his cheekbones. “It’s never been like….” She gloried in his gasp. “This.”
Lucas wet his other hand and used her liquid excitement to slicken his shaft before he pushed the swollen head of his cock against her rosette. She cried out, but didn’t stop riding Kellan. Even as the man beneath her tangled his hand in her hair and drew her mouth roughly to his, she thrust back against Lucas, encouraging him to inch farther in.
More. She needed so much more.
“Goddamn, you’re tight.” Lucas’s voice broke. “You feel so good.”
But when she attempted to pull away from Kellan’s lusty kisses, he gripped her shoulders, unmercifully lifting her up and down on his erection. “Look at me. Me.” Again he kissed her, exploring her mouth with the same unchained need she’d felt from him while he ate her pussy. “Only me.”
She whimpered, but only because the ache from Lucas’s stiff length was already morphing into ecstasy. More moisture bathed her channel, flowing over Kellan’s hard-on. He quickened his pace as Lucas did the same, both men groaning.
She reached back to grip Lucas’s tight ass to pull him even deeper. The three began to move as one, skin slapping, cocks sliding in and out in unison as her nails scored whatever flesh she could reach, hard enough to draw blood.
“You can feel him,” she whispered against Kellan’s lips.
He nodded tersely, his features taut and slick. “I feel him. Feel you more.”
Her gasps rose in time with their thrusts. “Feels so good. Yes, harder.”
Her inner tissues burned with friction and her heavy breasts bounced against her chest. Each time they entered her, her body made the most deliciously erotic sounds she’d ever heard. And their raw groans, Lucas’s against her ear and Kellan’s into her mouth, fueled her arousal.
Nothing had ever felt this amazing. Nothing.
Sandwiched between them with Lucas’s lips grazing her neck and Kellan suckling her breasts, she bucked, her mind awash with flashing pinpricks of light and her body caught in a neverending shudder. She raised herself up, slicing each man’s skin with her nails while she struggled to hold on, to keep from simply disintegrating in a puddle of senseless desire.
On and on, they pounded into her. Front, back, expanding, thickening. Filling her. Making her whole.
“Oh, baby.” Kellan rubbed her clit in frantic circles. “I’m gonna blow.” He flexed his torso, rippling his stomach muscles as he pumped into her. His cum jetted deep, scalding her agonizingly sensitive tissues.
Her body blazed with life, with the thrill of this moment, a moment that should have felt dirty and wrong, but felt so very right. And then she was climbing again, her arousal lubricating Kellan’s short, insistent strokes.
Lucas gasped, his erection jerking with each of his thrusts. His breath blew hot over her neck. “So close, sweetheart. Squeeze me just a lit
tle more—”
Then he grabbed her hips, heaving so far into her that her whole body shook as he shouted out his release.
Groans erupted in the air, rising into a chant in her mind. “More! Take more.”
Kellan banded his arms around her as the man behind her slid out of her body. She closed her eyes at the sudden emptiness, but then Lucas was holding her hair, lifting it off her shoulders and neck. Somehow she understood what he was doing, and she wanted what would happen next.
She wanted all of it.
Sydney flung her head back and fought not to shake with need as lips circled her throat. Teeth—fangs—landed, piercing her flesh. She moaned as Kellan started to suck, drawing deep. Taking more, just as she’d begged them to do.
Nerves danced under her skin, and her nipples beaded. Every sense heightened. The noises their bodies made as she and Kellan moved together seemed to get louder and the colors of the room stood out in sharp relief. Greens, browns, golds. She smelled sweat and the musk of their joint releases, a shockingly arousing fragrance, and tasted the bitter tang of blood as she bit down on her own tongue. Oh God, she was coming again, just from the pull of his teeth.
Her head lolled against her shoulder. The light show behind her eyelids faded along with the wet sounds of Kellan drinking her dry. But she wasn’t scared. She wanted to be this weightless and dizzy. Free. Finally, she was free.
“Sydney. Look at me.”
She opened her eyes one more time. Kellan lifted his head and she saw his bloody lips peel back, revealing gleaming white fangs streaked red.
Then he lowered his mouth to her neck….
Chapter Three