Page 150 of Cruel Pleasures
We surround her, overwhelming her before we’ve even touched her.
Ryu’s arm slides around her waist while I grab her face and turn her head toward me. I’ve bowed mine, our noses almost touching, as I let the tension build. The chemistry we’d once given into so many times returns from the moment our eyes meet.
“Do you want us, minx?” I ask. “Tell me you do.”
“Archer…” she breathes.
I kiss her on the lips. Ryu’s stroking her belly and gripping her hip.
Imani shifts as if to pull away, but neither of us let her. She’s ours in this moment, and we’re going to make her feel as good as she deserves.
So fucking good she won’t be able to resist any longer.
I part her lips with a teasing swipe of my tongue. I kiss her so deeply, she softens into the gesture without realizing she has. She’s surrendering as I cradle her face and make her feel the passion I have for her.
Ryu’s no less effective. He’s slipped his hand down the front of her pajama shorts and though the jersey fabric disguises what he’s doing, I have a few ideas.
It draws a moan out of Imani that I quickly swallow with another deep kiss.
“I asked you a question,” I remind her, growling into her ear then kissing the spot behind it. “Do you want us, minx? Do you want us as badly as we want you? Moan like the filthy girl you are for yes.”
Ryu toys with her pussy some more and she squirms against the two of us as if unable to bear all the attention. Another moan slips past her lips as I drag my lips to her throat and suck at the pulse point that I find.
“Good girl,” I taunt. “You know what you want. No need to fight any more when you deserve to be pleasured. Let us take care of you.”
Her skin feels as I remember it. Soft and warm against my mouth. Her pulse throbs the harder I suck, the muscle in her throat straining. She’s tilted her head back and shut her eyes to give me maximum access.
An opportunity I take advantage of as I nibble away. My teeth drag against the column like I’m about to sink them into her. I’m one bite from devouring her whole.
My hand’s fallen to the camisole she’s wearing. I tug and pull at the fabric ‘til her tits are popping out. Their soft weight fills up the palm of my hand and I give an appreciative squeeze. I’ve missed these tits. So soft and large. So fucking perfect just like the rest of us.
Though I’ve enjoyed her asleep, nothing compares to her awake.
The way her puffy nipples respond to my every tweak and twist.
Imani pants as I grope her right breast and then pinch her nipple. Her mouth hangs open, the sounds she releases throaty and breathless.
Ryu’s sunk to his knees and dragged her pajama bottoms down to her ankles. He’s pried her legs apart and wedged his head between her thighs. You’d think he’s suffocating the way he’s buried his face in her pussy, licking and sucking away.
But I know all too well he’s enjoying himself.
Just like I will the next time I get to dine on that sweet cunt of hers.
We torture her like this ‘til she can’t sit still. She’s being stimulated from too many different directions.
Ryu’s mouth on her pussy. My mouth on her throat, then her lips. His hands stroking her thighs and his fingers pushing inside her. Mine rolling her nipples in between for yet another sharp pinch.
I grip her hair and force her eyes to mine, coming in for another hot kiss. “Come for us, minx. Just fucking let go and be ours.”
Tears gleam in her dark gaze as her body writhes beyond her control and then she lets out a sharp cry. It’s unlike any sound I’ve heard—it’s wavering and strangled as if she’s been holding it in for so long. Months of pent-up emotion pours out of her by way of the orgasm we’ve given her.
Two that follow in quick succession.
Imani comes twice as I kiss her hard and Ryu sucks at her clit.
The orgasm racks through her for moments to come. She slips backward onto the bed as though unable to bear sitting upright another second and stares up at the ceiling with tears leaking down her cheeks.
Ryu emerges from between her thighs, his face shining with the evidence of her.
