Page 7 of Guarding The Phoenix: Vol. 2

Wrapping my arms around her thighs, ignoring the pain in my left arm, I took time lapping up all her cream. My entire focus centered on her pleasure. When I was shot, I saw her horrified expression. She cared about me. And fuck, but I cared for her too.

The circle of bruises around her neck made me crazed. I wanted to protect her and not simply because it’s my job. I wasn’t certain when she began to matter. Except that she differed from any of the other women we’d shared.

Because she was the first woman I’d become emotionally invested in. She made me want to keep her and defend her against anyone who meant her harm.

That meant taking Santos out. Logically, the proper course of action was to arrest him and bring him to justice. Then have him spend the rest of his life behind bars.

But with Kylie, I wasn’t thinking logically. Because when it came to her, I wasn’t above taking him out and damning the consequences. We wanted to take his entire organization down. But for her, I’d make an exception.

Her gasps and whimpered moans drove me crazy. I wanted to make her as desperate for me as I felt for her. And I wouldn’t take her alone.

Sucking on her clit, I slid two fingers into her sheath. Her pussy’s tight, even after Mateo fucked her. Pumping my fingers deep, I wanted her coming until she was delirious with pleasure.

“God, look at you. Taking my fingers like a good girl. Mateo, you need to feel how she’s clenching around my fingers.”

Mateo lifted his head, releasing her tit with a slurping pop. “Let me see.”

I didn’t remove my fingers. We communicated wordlessly. He nodded and pressed two fingers slowly inside her pussy, stretching her wider. Because we were fucking this pussy together.

“Oh god,” Kylie rasped, rocking her hips at the invasion.

“Now that’s a pretty sight. You’re being so good, taking our fingers in your sweet pussy.” Once Mateo worked his fingers all the way in, we thrust them together, stretching her, preparing her. She was sexy as fuck. Her tight cunt adjusted to the extra fingers and bliss descended over her features.

I pressed my hips against the mattress, my aching cock ready to burst as she clenched around our fingers. Because I couldn’t wait to feel her clamp down on our cocks. But we were going to make her come first.

Mateo thrust his fingers with mine and resumed suckling on her tits. Kylie went wild at the multiple points of stimuli. Rocking and gyrating her hips, greedy for the pleasure we administered. We rammed our fingers into her pussy, driving her body toward climax. I didn’t think I would ever tire of watching bliss steal over her features.

“God, listen to that. Your pussy is fucking drenched and taking both of us like a good girl. I want you to come on our fingers. And then we’re going to fuck your tight little pussy together.”

Kylie’s mouth dropped open on a low moan. Mateo curled his fingers with every pass and rubbed at the sensitive bundle of nerves. She lost herself in the bliss.

And then I leaned down and swiped my tongue against her swollen bud.

“Oh god, that’s it.” She writhed, lost in ecstasy.

I bit her clit. Just hard enough to make it hurt and confuse her body while our fingers pumped into her cunt.

Kylie exploded around us. A wail ripped from her lips. She clenched and rippled around our fingers as she came. We thrust, drawing her pleasure out until her hips stopped rocking and she went fluid.

Withdrawing our fingers, I glanced at Mateo, who nodded in agreement. I army crawled my way up her body as he moved to her side. She blinked at me, her eyes glazed with pleasure.

“Hey, beautiful, ready for more.”

“Yes,” she whispered.

I claimed her lips, letting her taste herself. But I kept it brief and shifted the front of her body toward Mateo. Then, Mateo picked up where I left off, kissing her deeply. We caressed her body, playing with her pussy while administering drugging kisses. We wanted her primed and ready for what came next.

My fingers plucked at her tits, teasing an abused peak, before heading back down to her cunt. Mateo and I switched back and forth, kissing her.

But then she ripped her mouth away. “Please fuck me. I need you.”

With a nod at Mateo, I rolled onto my back. Mateo helped me shift Kylie so that she straddled my hips. “Lift up, beautiful.”

She put her hands on my stomach. They were like hot brands and my stomach muscles clenched. We might take her body, but she had claimed my soul. Because she was the most giving, open woman. Her carnal appetites matched ours.

Fitting my length against her entrance, I dragged her slowly down my shaft until I bottomed out inside her. She clenched around my dick, and I hissed at the swath of pleasure lighting me up.

And then I pulled her torso flush with mine.

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