Page 131 of Revenge Saints
Her legs twitch. She moans against his lips, hips jerking, desperate,undone.
I watch her sway there, and I feel my cock throb in my jeans.
Dante breaks the kiss, breath ragged. He steps back, lifts her legs, and hooks them over his shoulders.
“What are you—” Aspen starts, but the words die in a moan as his mouth finds her pussy.
He dives in like he’s starved, tongue relentless, sucking and licking like she’s his last taste of heaven. Her moans echo off the wood.
I chuckle, watching her fall apart.
Then I feel Ryker behind me. He grinds once, his cock presses against my ass, andfuck,he’s already aching.
Knox’s eyes cut toward us. Ryker notices, freezes, and steps back.
I hold still, but my eyes stay locked on Knox. Not asking for permission. Just making sure this moment,our moment, doesn’t break the balance.
Knox’s gaze burns, then shifts into a grin. He steps back.
“Dante.”
Dante lifts his head, mouth glistening, and Aspen sags in the restraints. Her head drops to the side, lips parted, breath catching.
Knox jerks his chin at me and Ryker.
Dante smirks. “Go for it.”
That’s all I need.
I turn to Ryker, grab the back of his neck, and crash my mouth into his. His lips part instantly, tongue meeting mine, and I devour him.
“My turn,” I growl into his mouth, biting his lip before pulling back.
My hand slides into his hair and yanks hard.
He gasps, lips wet, eyes wide.
“On your knees.” He drops. No hesitation.
His eyes lock on mine as he kneels in front of me, body coiled, mouth slightly parted like he’s waiting for the next command.
“We can stop anytime, Ryk,” I murmur, fingers brushing down his jaw.
He shakes his head. “I don’t want to.”
I unzip my jeans, cock already thick and heavy in my hand. Ryker’s eyes flick down, then back up, burning.
Behind us, Knox circles Aspen, moving with that slow, predatory control. He stops behind her, lifts her gently by the waist to ease some of the strain on her wrists. She hangs there glowing with sweat and lust.
He leans in, tongue dragging up her throat, thenbites. Hard. Her body jerks in response.
His hands slide around to her front, fingers pinching and rolling her nipples.
“OhGod,” she whimpers.
Dante looks up from between her legs, lips swollen, fingers sliding inside her, and her back arches. Her moan turns filthy.
“Oh,fuck!”
