Page 161 of Burn Like An Angel

I whimper when I feel Raine’s tongue spear my slit, pushing inside me. It’s a welcome intrusion, causing my pussy to pulse and contract. I can imagine how his face looks, smeared in my juices.

“Problem, Rip?” Lennox fists my hair tight. “Is he fucking you with his tongue?”

Blinking up at him, my eyes are swimming. Raine pulls his tongue from my entrance long enough to push two fingers in, circling them inside my cunt. I let them both fill me, keeping my gaze locked on Xander as power unlike anything I’ve ever felt floods me.

Eyebrow cocked, he gestures for me to move. I know what he wants to see. This is all a tease. Pushing against Lennox’s hand, I remove him from my mouth.

“Xander wants a show,” I explain shakily.

Breathing ragged, Lennox looks at his best friend. “Is that so?”

Xander shrugs. “She has her instructions.”

He looks between us then back at Raine, still positioned behind me. He’s pulled his fingers from my pussy, now resting at my backside and awaiting his next order.

“Well, I wouldn’t want to get in the way of that.” Lennox snickers, tongue dancing slowly along his bottom lip.

I kiss his inner thigh before shuffling around to face Raine. After pulling off my panties the rest of the way, he lets me push him down to the carpet in the space between the sofa and the coffee table, putting him on his back.

Grabbing the waistband of the pyjama pants he pulled on yesterday, I tug them down, pulling his boxers with them. Raine braces a hand behind his head, content to let me take control.

Each guy has their own dynamic with me. We trade power in unique ways in the safety of the bedroom. I’m not sure what the combined result will be, but my quivering pussy is ready to find out.

Settling above Raine’s hips, I keep my attention fixed on Xander as I seize hold of his cock to position it at my entrance. Raine grunts beneath me, his hands finding their way to my hips.

“What are you waiting for?” Xander asks impatiently.

I narrow my eyes at him. “Nothing.”

Then I push down on Raine’s steel, allowing him to bottom out inside me. I don’t need any more prep after having his fingers and tongue. I’m itching to feel him stretch me open.

He groans loudly, fingertips digging deep into my skin. I’ve found the perfect angle to take him fully inside me. Still, my focus is split between all three of them.

Xander’s stare. Lennox watching me take Raine. The moaning violinist caught in the middle, letting me ride him. Even outnumbered, I feel in control. They’re all here for me.

“Shirt off,” Lennox orders. “Let us see those perfect tits bounce.”

Pulling it up and over my head, I toss the shirt at him. “Here.”

He catches the balled-up fabric then throws it onto the sofa. With my free hand, I seize my breast and squeeze, adding to my own pleasure. Lennox watches me flick and twist my nipple until it stiffens.

“That’s better. Now ride him, baby.”

I hungrily slide up and down on Raine’s shaft. He’s still gripping my hips, allowing him to drive into me each time I thrust down. The result has me moaning loudly, over-sensitised by all the eyes on me.

I’ve no idea how Xander is still just sitting there, drinking in his fill. Lennox is pumping his cock as he watches us perform in front of him. But the iceman is content to observe for now.

“Yes, babe.” Raine surges into me, his blazing caramel eyes darting in all directions. “God. You feel so fucking good clenched around me.”

Pinching my nipple tight, I throw my head back, rising and falling on him at a quickening tempo. My breasts jostle with each move, the heavy mounds pushed outwards for their perusal.

“Fucking gorgeous,” Lennox praises. “Right, Xan?”

He nods in approval. “She is breathtaking.”

“She feels it,” Raine adds throatily.

Their compliments only make me feel bolder. I drop a hand to my pussy, working my clit in fast circles in time to Raine surging up into me. He’s panting on the carpet, chasing each movement to make our collision even more intense.

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