Page 52 of Blind Justice

Enzo began again, entering Bella inch by inch. A thrill of anticipation shot through Duncan as he watched them. The strain etching Enzo’s face contrasted with the absolute bliss on Bella’s. Yin and yang. Their pace was slow as well, each thrust drawn out. The scene was made to be pure torture for both Bella and Enzo due to the little stunt they pulled the night before, so why did it feel as though he were the one being punished?

Enzo pressed his forehead between Bella’s shoulders and let out a thready moan of bliss. His body trembled from the exertion while her soft mewling sounds turned Duncan on. It was a feast for his eyes and his other senses. The dance between them was natural. The longer Duncan sat there, the more he noticed their idiosyncrasies. Enzo like to keep his hands on her hips, guiding her over his cock, while Bella reached back and sank her nails into his thighs, leaving half-moon marks in his skin. It was clean fucking too. Whereas he liked to get sloppy with sex, they were content with being almost sterile. He had to wonder if this was what they were like when someone else joined them.

The second the thought entered his brain, he shoved it away. Jealousy replaced some of the arousal, and it had no business being there. What happened in any of their past dalliances had no business in their pseudo-relationship now. He sat forward, bracing his arms on his knees. His dick jerked as the fly of his jeans brushed over his sensitized flesh. Duncan tipped Bella’s face up to meet his, and he saw it there. Her pupils were blown from pleasure, and her lips were parted for breath. She was so far gone, flying for him and Enzo.

“Enzo, fill Bella’s pretty pussy up. Give it to her.” The corner of his mouth quirked in a devilish grin.

Enzo let out a harsh curse and quickened his pace. The sounds he and Bella let loose with were music to Duncan’s ears. They charged toward their orgasms. The impact of their bodies added to the electric current surrounding them. Duncan went to his knees in front of Bella. He reached between her thighs to find her clit pulsing, and he groaned. “So hard.” He swirled his fingertip around the bead before pressing down. Bella cried out. Her lithe body tensed. Duncan circled it again then added more pressure. On the second stroke of her clit, she was coming hard, dragging Enzo with her.

The guy ground his hips against Bella’s while making soft painful noises at the back of his throat. He understood what Enzo was feeling. He’d been there too. It was as though his dick was so sensitive, he wanted to stop just to get some relief, but he continued to jerk and throb through his climax anyway. The intensity of those orgasms always left Duncan lightheaded and a bit out of sorts. When Enzo finally slipped from Bella, Duncan removed his finger from her clit. He went to Enzo’s side and held out his hand.

“Perfect.” Duncan pulled the man into his embrace, kissing Enzo senseless. Their mouths met in a clash of teeth and tongues. Lust pounded through Duncan’s veins, but he made Bella a promise that he was going to fuck her. Again.

“I don’t think I can move,” Enzo whispered against Duncan’s mouth.

“Too bad. I want you in front of Bella. She’s going to be a good girl and clean your dick with her mouth. No coming though.”

Enzo chuckled softly. “I don’t think I can.”

“We’ll see.” Duncan waited for Enzo to move up by Bella’s head before he flipped her over. Her surprised features had him chuckling to himself. “I noticed you and Enzo like fucking from behind. I happen to like seeing my partners take their pleasure.”

“Not always, hermoso.”

Duncan cocked a brow. “Last night you did it the same way.”

“Because we have a third who joins us sometimes,” Bella replied.

“I have so much to show the both of you.” Duncan braced her legs against his elbows, opening her more to him. The sight of Enzo’s spunk leaking from Bella’s pussy did things to Duncan. It turned him on while also making him a possessive asshole. He had no claim to her, yet he had to get his ejaculate inside her too.

He took his time, using their combined releases to lube up his dick. She writhed below him. Her nails pricked at his biceps, and he grinned. He enjoyed a bit of pain with sex. Duncan lined himself up with her entrance and pushed forward. She wiggled and arched to him, trying to accommodate his girth. He didn’t stop either. When he was fully seated in her quivering pussy, he held himself there, enjoying the way she flexed and softened. The heated wetness of her cunt seared his flesh, and he swore he’d never get enough of her.

“You’re a temptation I don’t need, Bella.” Duncan began to move, his body straining with each thrust. He’d waited too long. Played too much with them. “You’re killing my self-control and my ability to walk away.”

She cried out. “Is that so bad, Master Duncan?”

Yes. It would ruin him. It would force him to care about someone when he didn’t want to. “Fuck.” He shifted his position, slipping deeper inside her. Duncan ground his hips, making sure to rub her clit at the same time. She squeezed him for all he was worth, holding him in a vice, forcing him to shorten his thrusts.

As if sensing Duncan’s inner turmoil, Enzo moved to Bella’s mouth and pressed the tip of his cock to her lips. She opened for him, and Duncan’s hips faltered. His ass clenched as he staved off his release. It was fucking madness being with them. They destroyed his facade. Destroyed the life he’d built in the States. He was naked when he was around them, completely vulnerable. He couldn’t use his badge or his roots to push them away, because in all three of their sick and twisted worlds, they were the same. It didn’t matter if they were in a cartel or if he was in the IRA.

He captured her nipple between his teeth and bit down, drawing the hard point deeper into his mouth. Her breasts were so soft and supple. She went slick around him the minute he began sucking on her left nipple while teasing and pinching her right one.So, she likes her nipples played with.He smirked, increasing the force of his thrusts while alternating his attention between her tits. The gentle ripple of her pussy kissed the tip of his cock, heralding her impending orgasm, and he gave over to it, enjoying the way his skin tingled and the spark of pleasure flowed through him.

“Do it, Bella. Come on my dick.”

She cried out around Enzo. The rush of heated cream coated his cock, and Duncan was lost to it. She pulsed and throbbed around him, stealing his senses. His pace became manic. His release built in his balls, and when he slammed into her once more, he let go. It stole his ability to breathe. His mind went blank, and his vision narrowed to where they were connected. His shout of satisfaction sounded so far away. He couldn’t explain the moment other than out of body. Duncan collapsed above her, holding himself so he didn’t hurt her.

“Fuck, hermoso,” Enzo whispered. “Are you okay?”

He let out a soft groan. “Yeah... I think I need stay here for a second.”

Bella’s gaze flashed to Duncan’s. “You’re still coming.”

Shit. Was he? He throbbed again inside her. Embarrassment heated his cheeks. “I think so.”

“That’s hot as fuck, hermoso.” She lifted his face and placed a kiss to his lips. “You’re good.”

He chuckled then muttered a curse. “You okay?”

She nodded. “Better than okay. Thank you, Duncan.”

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