Page 92 of Savage Reign

I whimpered against Silas’ lips, especially when I felt another set of hands on my body, starting from my back and moving around until they found my breasts. I knew it wasn’t Killian or Silas touching me.

It was Maverick.

Hell. This was almost too much.

And not enough.

Just not enough to push me over the edge. I tried to move, but Killian was right there, grabbing hold of my hips and keeping me still.

He pulled away just as I was about to reach my peak.

I let out a frustrated groan, and all three men pulled away from me.

I looked up at them. Maverick smiled. “Run.”

My heart spiked, and I hauled ass out of there, nearly tripping over the couch. I looked around and headed over to the small makeshift kitchen. I didn’t know why I chose that. Therewas nowhere to run to from there. Maverick laughed when he caught up to me, lifting me up in his arms, my back against his front. I faced Silas and Killian.

“At least make it harder on us.”

“You know, there aren't a lot of places to run here.”

“Too bad for you, isn’t it?”

Maverick grabbed my legs and pulled up until they nearly touched my chest, baring my body.

My hand gripped his forearms, my nails digging into his skin.

Silas walked up to me until I was sandwiched between the two men. Killian leaned back against the couch he had me on just moments before, looking like he was enjoying the show a little too much.

“Silas? Tell me, how wet is she?”

Silas cupped my pussy, gathering up the wetness and rubbing it over my clit. My eyes shuddered shut from the sensation.

“Wet.”

“Wet enough to fuck?” Maverick asked, his voice soft.

“Hmm, I don’t know. I think we can do better than that.”

I didn’t know what he meant by that, but Maverick seemed to because he hoisted me up even higher.

I finally got it when Silas winked and bent down, taking my pussy into his mouth.

I kept my eyes on him as he worked me over with his mouth. His hand played with my ass, squeezing it a bit before I felt his fingers trail over my crease. He began playing with my asshole while eating me out.

I threw my head back and let out a loud scream when I felt him insert his finger inside me.

“So fucking tight,” Silas mumbled before going back to eating me out. From the corner of my eyes, I could see Killian already taking his clothes off.

I tried to focus on that, especially when he started to show off all the golden-tan skin. The few tattoos scattered about just added to this perfect specimen of a man.

Silas’ tongue flicked over my clit.

I closed my eyes.

“Please,” I begged. I cried.

“Please, what, baby?” Maverick asked, his lips close to my ear.

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