Page 72 of Lady Killer

Alister stepped forward silently until he filled the space between them. Thumbing my chin, he forced me to look at him. “Why does the killer send you hearts, petite diablesse?”

“If you think I’m going to spill my guts to you because—Ah!”

Everest’s hand had shot up from my waist to pinch my nipple, hard. The unexpected shock of pain sent a ripple of frisson of need through me that made my head spin.

“Truth, love,” he chided. “Now, one last chance before Lurch over there gets to touch you.”

“You can’t just—Oooo.”

He twisted my nipple again as he reclined onto the bed, taking me with him.

Everest wrapped his ankles around mine and used them to spread my legs wider while Alister followed us. He towered over me at this angle, and even though I was still fully clothed, it felt as if Everest was laying me out bare for him to ravish.

“She’s all yours, Ali,” he declared.

Alister’s tongue slipped out to wet his lips as he took me in with a long, leisurely look. He flexed his hands, splaying his fingers wide and placing them on my hips where my sweater met my pants.

“Move,” he barked, and I twitched in Everest’s arms to obey.

“He’s talking to me.” The man behind me snickered as he slid his arms down and to my sides, still holding me tight.

Another flush made me hot.

“But I like how responsive you are, Starbright. What a good girl you want to be for us.” Alister began to push my sweater up. He moved at an agonizingly slow pace, carefully revealing each inch of my tan skin.

My flesh pebbled under his touch. “I’m not a good girl.”

Ali chuckled, and a rare smile broke out on his face. “No. No, you’re not.”

He pushed the sweater up and over my simple white T-shirt bra. My breasts ached with heaviness, and when his large hands palmed them, I let out a low whine of relief.

Alister rolled my nipples between his thumbs and fingers through the lining of my bra, causing me to arch my back, throwing my head over Everest’s shoulder.

Cool, nimble fingers traced their way up my spine, and Everest undid my bra with a preternatural swiftness, loosening it so Alister could expose my peaked nipples.

Before I could even consider protesting, Alister descended on them with the fervor of a man starved.

He took one, then the other roughly in his mouth, holding my flesh taut between his teeth before sucking me in so hard it stung.

I had never attempted to make myself orgasm from nipple stimulation alone, but he had me so close I could feel tears welling in my eyes and a tremor building in my legs as he used his mouth and hands to work me into a frenzy.

“She’s close, Ali,” Everest said, still not touching me beyond restraining and exposing me for the other man.

Alister groped my breast so harshly I could feel the ache in my ribs. Wetness gushed between my legs, and I found myself desperately needing that little bit more.

The same hand suddenly thrust itself down my underwear, expertly zeroing in on my clit to thumb it roughly at the same time as he bit down hard on my nipple.

I screamed as the world went black for a moment and stars exploded behind my eyes.

“Fuck, Starbright, I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of hearing your screams.”

Alister continued to roughly toy with my clit until I came down from the rush of my orgasm and shoved him off me, Everest having released me when I became a whimpering mess in his arms.

My chest heaved as I lay sprawled across Everest and the bed, breasts still exposed.

“Gimme.”

Everest wrapped around me from behind to lean forward, and I shuddered as Alister pushed his tattooed fingers deep into his mouth. Everest laved Alister’s finger with his tongue until he had removed every trace of me from it.

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