Page 162 of Burn Like An Angel

In my periphery, I can see Lennox rising to circle us. Anxiety prickles my body. I can’t possibly take them both—not withLennox’s size. I have a feeling he’d be all too happy to try, though.

When he halts on my right side, hand curled around the base of his cock, I know what he’s seeking. My mouth opens, accepting his length back. Lennox glides past my lips to fill me.

“That’s my perfect slut.” He cups the back of my neck. “Taking us both so well, aren’t you?”

My only response is a hum from my chest, barely audible.

“I’m going to fuck your pretty throat while you make Raine come.” Lennox slams into my mouth, over and over. “Let him fill your cunt up, baby.”

I’m already clenching around Raine’s length, hugging his cock in a vice. Between all the stimulation, I’m ready to climax. But I want Raine to fill me first. I want them to see me dripping in it.

Controlling my sucking with his hand on my neck, Lennox quickly drives into my mouth. Each hit pushes my tolerance to the limit. I can feel the moisture sliding down my cheeks from his roughness.

“Come for me.” Raine replaces my hand with his so he can strum my clit. “That’s it, babe.”

The feel of him jolting inside me is so exquisite, I let myself fall apart. My orgasm hits in an intense rush, rolling in with little warning. My muscles pull tight, holding me in suspension between them.

“Fuck!” Raine bellows.

Heat rushes into me, spilling from his cock. I slow my movements, undulating my hips in a circle to pull every last drop of pleasure from him. He grunts underneath me, thumb stilling on my clit.

Lennox pulls out before he can finish, rubbing his thumb over my bottom lip. Seeing that Raine is spent, he slides hishands underneath my arms to pluck me up like I weigh little more than air.

“Sorry, man. You wanted to share, though.”

“Fair.” Raine wipes a bead of sweat from his forehead.

I’m carried to the sofa, but Lennox doesn’t deposit me on it. Instead, he bends me over the curved armrest, nudging my legs open with his knee. He lifts me by the hips so he can access every part of me.

“Look at all this mess,” he grumbles roughly. “Your perfect cunt is glistening, baby. I hope Raine didn’t tire you out.”

“Not yet,” I gasp. “Please… More.”

“You beg so beautifully for me. I love the sound of it.”

I cry out when he nudges against my entrance, teasing my sensitive slit. I’m not sore after riding Raine, but I know I will be by the time Lennox is through. He loves to make me work for it.

“Easy, Rip. We both know you can take me, and Raine’s got you all relaxed.”

He clearly doesn’t care that I’m soaked in another man’s fluids. Noted.

“That’s it,” Lennox praises, nudging himself inside me. “Legs open for me, baby.”

Bent over the armrest, I have a perfect view across the room of Xander. Still unmoved. The strain tenting the jeans he slept in must be uncomfortable. Why won’t he touch himself?

Holding his eyes, I let him see every iteration of bliss that having Lennox inch into me creates. Just when I don’t think I can take anymore, he withdraws and slides back in, pushing me that little bit further.

I feel the moment he’s fully sheathed, his balls slapping against me. Hell, it’s intense. Even after an orgasm from the man still sprawled out on the floor.

“Dammit.” Lennox moves behind me, our skin slapping together. “You’ve already got me so worked up.”

It’s a hedonistic thrill to know that Lennox is struggling to hold it together. I don’t know if he can feel my satisfaction, but the harsh spank he delivers feels more like pleasurable punishment than praise.

“You like taking us all, don’t you?” he grunts. “Letting three men fuck your sweet pussy.”

“Yes.” I can’t suppress the loud moan that escapes me.

“After all this time… You got what you wanted. We’re all gone for you, Rip.”

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