Page 66 of A Sinful Trap

“Then let us in.”

“Looks like you started the party without me,” Cam said from somewhere out of sight.

Bailey tried to raise her head to find him, but Davide chose that moment to spank her clit in time with his thrust.

“Oh fuck,” she shouted, lightning bolts of sensation arcing through her.

“I do love the views here,” Cam said. Then she heard a drawer open and shut before the bed dipped near their feet. “Both of you, spread out and ready for me.”

Bailey shivered in delight—and swallowed with nervous anticipation.

Davide paused beneath her long enough to kiss her cheek. “I thought you’d appreciate that.”

“You knew he was here?”

“Shifters, love,” Cam reminded her, amusement mixed with arousal in his unfairly sexy voice. “He heard me on the stairs. You’ll get used to it. But I’ll never get used to this.”

The big, beautiful man crawled into the space between their legs and stared down at her with something so much deeper than lust. She believed what she was seeing in his eyes. What she could feel from him every time she brushed their link.

Davide moved again and she gasped. “God, that’s good.”

“It’s about to get better,” he whispered in her ear, his excitement mingling with hers.

She didn’t have to ask what he meant. Cam’s tongue was already gliding over her sensitive clit. Was he…? While Davide was…? “Oh wow.”

Davide grunted as Cam’s mouth paid them equal amounts of attention. It was the sexiest thing she’d ever experienced, but she still wanted more.

For the first time since she’d walked through their door today, she was almost sorry she was feeling this instead of seeing it. Especially when she heard a cap open and realized it was a bottle of lube. For Davide?

“Tell me what you’re doing,” she said to Cam. “Describe it for me in detail. And then Davide can tell me how it feels.”

Cam made a possessive sound in his throat that had her trembling before her responded. “I’m watching his cock slide in and out of your tight pussy and remembering how good it feels. How sweet it tastes. You’re so wet for him, and your clit is begging for a kiss.” Cam sucked it into his hot mouth, and she jerked in Davide’s arms. “I’m going to give this pretty thing the attention it needs while I finger his ass and watch him fuck you.”

His voice was going to kill her. So many little deaths.

Davide grunted and she turned her head toward his.

“Tell me,” she ordered in a whisper.

“He’s deep,” he rasped. “Rubbing my prostate so I’ll come faster and he can have his turn with you. But I’m not going to rush this. You feel too good. He…might as well…oh…stop. Or try harder.”

“I’ll show you harder.”

They were teasing each other, but there was no trace of real competition or jealousy between them. Only pleasure and need. Love.

Please, don’t stop, Il mio liu.

Davide’s bucks came faster. Harder. It felt so good she wanted to cry.

“So good, sweet,” he murmured in her ear. “You’re both fucking me so good.”

Her body, already sensitive and well-loved, was ready to explode. Her heart was beating like a hummingbird’s wings. It was too much, and then, all of a sudden it wasn’t enough. Some switch flipped inside her and she knew. She wanted more. She wanted all of it. And it had to be now.

“Wait. Both of you. Please.”

The men stilled their movements, their ragged breaths loud as they fought to restrain themselves. “What is it?” Davide asked urgently. “Did we hurt you?”

She shook her head, pressing her hands against her chest, worried her racing heart would escape before she could get this out. “I want both of you to take me. I want to let you in.”

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