Page 82 of Reckless Hearts

Her body sags into my hands as her legs give way, and she moans louder, filling the air as I thrust my tongue into her core, fucking her over and over with it.

Maverick lets out a deep, resonant groan that seems to vibrate through my entire torso.

I can’t see what’s happening, but the air around is charged with an intense energy, almost crackling with anticipation.

“Colt,” Maverick says, but I don’t stop to look, his fingers pulling her even wider. “She likes it right there.”

Callie mumbles in agreement, her voice muffled. “So good.”

Holy shit. That’s hot.

She rides my tongue, setting her own rhythm and quivering in my hold. Her sounds grow more desperate with each thrust. I flatten my tongue over her asshole before circling it, loving the way it makes her quake. Her cry is cut off, strangled, when I thrust two fingers deep inside her pussy.

“You’re doing such a good job, Colt, pleasuring our girl.” Maverick’s praise shivers across my skin.

I thrust my fingers deeper inside her, scissoring them, preparing her for my cock. She responds immediately, taking everything I give her. My tongue circles her rim, pressing without entering while I fuck her hard with my fingers.

She tenses, arching upward, opening herself even more to me. I doubt she realizes what she’s doing. Her body is in control now, searching for release. I sink a third finger into her, and she pulses around my knuckles in response. Her pussy clenches, squeezing them tight. I groan at the thought of feeling her heat around my cock.

“That’s it. Come for us. Let Colt know what a good job he’s doing.”

Trusting Maverick to hold her, I fuck her until she’s breaking apart around my fingers. She’s tightening so hard I can’t move them as she comes.

It’s so fucking satisfying to be the one to make her feel this way, but it’s not enough to satiate the building need driving me.

My hips move on their own, desperate to sink inside her; there’s no way I can stop.

I pull my fingers out slowly, loving the way she whimpers, shivering in my arms.

I take deep inhales, exhaling in a count of five, trying to slow my heart rate to get myself under control. My head buzzes from the lack of oxygen. I’d given up trying to breathe, focusing only on making her come.

Her pussy’s glistening in front of me, wetness soaking her thighs, and I can’t help but suck her taste into my mouth. The overwhelming need to devour her thrums through me.

Maverick tugs my head back, forcing my chin up to look at him.

A growl, more animalistic than human, rumbles in my chest from him taking away my meal.

“Stand.”

His one-word command ignites my frustration, and I’m tempted to snap. To tell him to back the fuck off, that I don’t have to listen to him, that I can do whatever I want. I grind my teeth, ready to fight… only to realize the thing I want to do is whatever he tells me.

I’ll figure that out later. I rise to my feet, completely motionless, my body buzzing with anticipation.

“Take off your pants and feed her your cock,” he instructs with a steady gaze.

“Fuck.” The word drags out under my breath as I make quick work of the button and slide the zipper down, pushing my jeans and boxers to my feet, where they pool around my boots.

Maverick lifts Callie as he gets up and maneuvers her until her back is pressed against me. Her arms circled around his neck for support. I watch over her shoulder as he cups one of herbreasts, rolls her nipple between his fingers, and lays his other palm flat on her stomach, dragging it downward, painfully slow.

Jesus, she looks stunning draped over him, legs parted, ready.

I run my cock along her ass, then between her thighs, coating it with her wetness, loving her soft whimpers. Maverick really has the right idea; the longer I take, the more she loses her mind. But there’s only so much I can take. Fisting my cock, I circle the head around her entrance, I’m barely holding on to my sanity enough to ask, “Are you on birth control?”

She nods, nudging me, and that’s all it takes to make me break.

“Thank fucking God,” I growl, sliding into her completely in one swift motion, fitting perfectly as if she was meant for me. Careful not to hurt her, I pause for her to adjust, but she pushes back against me impatiently.

“So good. Feels so good.” Words spill out of her in a continuous stream.

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