Phantom's Destruction or Destiny (Power Surge: The Billionaire Club 5)

She felt the tear roll down her cheek as the sincerity of his words, and tone encompassed her.

“Every bit of you. And we want to give you every bit of us,” Jett stated, as he climbed onto the bed, and stroked his hand down her arm, brushing against the inside of her breast.

“I want you. Both of you.” They chuckled and she lowered her head. Her blurt of honesty made them laugh and now she felt embarrassed.

She tried to unstraddle Flynn but he had other plans. “No. Do not move. We want you, too. Let’s do this so you’re most comfortable and won’t risk having pain.” He lifted her by her hips and placed her on the bed.

Both men removed their jeans and Jett reached for the dresser drawer, pulling out a tube of lube.

Her anus clenched in anticipation as her pussy throbbed like some desperate lover in need of their cocks. It was so outrageous. It was like her body knew that they belonged to her, and that they fit her in every way.

This time Flynn lay down on the bed with his legs spread over the edge. Jett lifted her up, she straddled his waist and he kissed her deeply. She took the opportunity to run her fingers through his jet-black hair, and feel the muscles in his shoulders. He was exquisite. They both were.

He released her lips and smiled. “You have a hell of a body on you, Adelina. A hell of a body.”

She felt the surge of confidence and desire run through her, and she gasped as he maneuvered her around in such a quick, easy motion as if she were as light as a feather. She straddled Flynn’s hips and he immediately reached up, yanked her down by the back of her head and hair and pulled her hard against him. She crushed her mouth to his as her breasts pressed hard against his pectoral muscles. She thrust her hips, and lifted, wanting his thick long cock inside of her where her pussy leaked with desire.

Flynn used his other hand to maneuver his cock between her wet folds as Jett pressed two fingers of lube to her ass and slowly pushed into her back entrance.

She lifted her hips, giving Flynn enough room to enter her cunt and shove upward.

She gasped, pulling from his lips as his first set of strokes took her breath away.

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Jett felt as if he would explode before he even had the chance to love her. And love her he did. He knew it immediately. Last night, as they made love for the very first time, all his desires and his hidden emotions flooded his brain. Day in and day out for the last two years he thought of nothing but Adelina as perfection and too special for the likes of him and Flynn. He admired her from afar, tried his damndest to get her out of his head just as Flynn had. But it was no use. Once her life was threatened, once he saw her with Raymond, that motherfucker, he knew he needed to have her. He knew he had to make a move and would convince her that she, he, and Flynn were meant to be together.

Jett looked at her bruises. The fact that Raymond did this to her and could have even gone farther, maybe even raped her, angered him. But the sounds of her moaning and Flynn grunting with every stroke into her luscious cunt made his mind refocus on only one thing. Reclaiming his woman. Marking her body in the most natural and complete way. By making love to her, over and over again, building a lasting bond.

He pulled his fingers from her wet ass and then spread her cheeks.

“I’m coming in, baby.”

He leaned down and licked between her ass cheeks and then nipped her flesh. Flynn pumped his hips upward and she slid her legs wider in an attempt to not fall off-balance. Not that that would happen. Flynn was holding her hips, his large hands expanded to nearly her lower spine. She was so petite compared to them.

He lifted up, stroked his cock between his hands, and then stared at her puckered hole. She leaned forward as he pressed the tip to her entrance. He stared at her body. It was perfection, aside from the bruises that stood out so dark to her creamy skin. He closed his eyes and willed away the anger, the regrets of not being there to save her.

“Jett, please. I want you in me, too. I need you both.” Her words and the tone of her raspy voice did him in.

“As you wish,” he whispered and then pushed into her ass. The feel of her tight anal muscles gripping his cock made him groan out loud.

“Fuck, I’m gonna come. Holy fuck!” Flynn roared.

Jett pressed fully into her and began to thrust repeatedly. As he thrust into her, Flynn pulled out. Flynn pulled Adelina down by her head and hair and kissed her hard on the mouth. Her legs spread, giving Jett the opportunity to go deeper. He gripped and massaged her ass cheeks as he stroked over and over again into her ass. She moaned and then Flynn released her lips and roared his release. “Adelina!” He shouted.

She lifted up as Flynn lay flat on the bed, his arm over his eyes. Jett wrapped his arm around her waist, right under her breasts and thrust his hips. He wanted to be so deep inside of her. Lost in Adelina. Just a few more strokes and he would explode, and then Adelina screamed her release as she reached under them and grabbed his balls.

Jett growled out her name. “Adelina, holy God, woman!” And he pumped again and again until he shook from the aftermath.

He squeezed her as gently as he could, knowing she may feel the pain of the bruises with their bodies connected like this. But she reached back, laid her head against his shoulder, and stared up into his eyes.

He placed his palm against her soft cheek, as he leaned down and kissed her lips.

“So beautiful. Never like this, Adelina. Never.” She smiled softly until Flynn reached up and pinched her nipple.

Jerking forward, she gave his chest a light smack, but he grabbed her wrist, pulled her down against his chest, and kissed her.

Jett smiled but remained deep within her. Nothing ever felt so prefect, so real and powerful as this. Nothing.