Page 249 of The Invite
“I need more, August,” I plead, digging my nails into his thighs.
Augustus’s voice is rich like chocolate as he demands, “You want his mouth, little prey? Or another finger?”
“Both… Anything.” I just need to be filled.
“You heard her, Maverick.”
Whipping off the mask, he bends and takes a long lick of my pussy. A second finger thrusts inside me just as his lips lock around my clit and suction hard.
“Yes!” I scream in blinding pleasure.
Maverick makes an appreciative noise that vibrates up to my nipples. I’m held down by Augustus’s grip on my throat as his friend keeps eating my pussy. I grasp Maverick’s hair as he swirls his tongue around my slit, licking my arousal. Reaching my clit, he flicks it softly until my walls lock around his fingers as they thrust deep and slow.
“Are you enjoying my friend’s mouth, you filthy girl?” teases Augustus, toying with my nipples. Twisting one tip, he growls, “Are you going to come all over his tongue?”
As if his words have a magical connection to my pussy, the climax takes me by surprise and I spill all over Maverick’s lips and hand. His head jerks from side to side as he toys with my clit.
No sooner is his mouth and hand gone, a new pair of hands cup my pussy and curl around my thigh.
“Has she ever squirted?”
My eyelids fly open at Ace’s illicit question.
“No.”
Ace’s expression lights up at Augustus’s answer. Before I can form a comeback, his thumb presses down on my sensitive bundle of nerves, and he thrusts two fingers into my pussy. It doesn’t hurt because I’m already loose from Maverick’s finger banging, but I still cry out at the invasion.
“Careful,” warns Augustus.
Ace’s pupils darken as he asks me, “Am I hurting you, Nessa?”
“No.”
He slams his digits harder, eliciting a moan from deep inside my chest. “Are you going to come for us again?”
“If you can make me,” I sass.
Maverick and Augustus chuckle.
“I don’t think she’s ever forgiving you, Mav,” jibes Augustus. “Be glad she isn’t holding the knife any longer or you’d be dripping blood on your sheets.”
“Is that right?” Ace hums, eyes narrowing into slits. His fingers don’t pause, thrusting and stroking my folds. “Then I probably shouldn’t tell you I let Augustus into your house the first time we had dinner.” Another hard thrust. “Or that I helped him install cameras all over your house.” Curling his fingers deep inside, he arrogantly taunts, “Or that it was his idea I befriend you in the first place.”
“All that tells me is you don’t have a mind of your own.”
I expect him to be offended but instead, his gaze slides to Augustus behind me. “I was wrong. She does have a backbone.”
“She’s perfect,” Augustus proudly says. Curling one arm around my breasts and the other around my waist, he rasps, “Now, make her squirt.”
Exposing my pussy, Ace withdraws and drives three fingers inside my hole. My eyes squeeze shut as he sets a ruthless pace. My trapped body accepts every vicious plunge. Ace’s wrist is a blur as he pistons it in and out, stabbing against my G-spot with his fingers on every plunge.
“You’re doing so well, little prey,” praises Augustus. “I’m going to give you my cock as soon as you come.”
My ears pick up on a whirring noise as it pierces the air.
When I glance in the direction of the sound, I gape at Maverick rounding the bed to my side with a vibrator in his hand.
“August.” I jerk in his hold.
