Page 159 of Shattered Souls
Jesus, just when I think she can’t get any more perfect.
I’m not the only one who thinks so, as Grayson voices his agreement while burying his face in her hair.
His hands have slid beneath her clothing, inching her hoodie up and over her head. Her top comes with it, leaving her naked from the waist up, tits on display, and her nipples screaming to be sucked.
Ducking his head, Grayson sucks one into his mouth while Royce twists the other between his thumb and forefinger.
Throwing her head back, my hands move to her hips, steadying her as she rubs herself on my cock.
“Such a wanton little slut for us, aren’t you, Babydoll?” Royce purrs in a voice that is filled with sinful promise.
“Yes,” she pants, even as a blush dusts the tops of her cheeks and blooms across her chest.
“Bet you’re already soaked,” Royce taunts. “So desperate to take all of us at once.”
“Find out for yourself.”
Sliding one hand from her hip, I push it beneath the waistband of the sweats she’s wearing. Her heat has me god damn nearly combusting before I sink two fingers inside her.
“Fucking drenched,” I confirm.
I steadily move my fingers in and out while she grinds against my hand. Between the three of us, we tease her to the brink of release before Royce’s filthy words send her careening over the edge.
“You’re going to come for each of us. Then you’re going to comeonall of us. So drench Logan’s hand, James.”
Fucking her with my hand, ensuring my fingers brush that sweet spot inside of her, she detonates, crying out as she comes all over me.
Grayson doesn’t give her a second to catch her breath before he shoves her sweats down. He flips them so she’s splayed on her back in the middle of the bed.
Her auburn hair fans out around her, and she looks like my every fantasy with her glittering eyes, swollen lips, and flushed chest.
Shoving her legs apart, he dives between her thighs, making her practically jolt off the bed as he licks and sucks his way along her slit.
“Hold her down,” he barks, coming up for breath before diving back in.
Royce and I are on either side of her, and while he claims her mouth, I set to work tasting every inch of her skin.
Her hand fists the back of my head when I suck her nipple into my mouth, and it isn’t long until she’s murmuring “Oh God,” on repeat before screaming out for a second time.
“You’re doing so good for us, Ry. One more,” Royce encourages.
She shakes her head. “Can’t.”
“Yes, you can. One more, then we’ll give you what you want.”
Flipping her over so she’s on her stomach, Royce hauls her up by the hips. She sways on her knees, but he steadies her with a hand on her hip while he lines his cock up at her entrance. His piercing glints in the dim light of the room before he pushes his way inside.
She moans, back arched and lips parted as he fills her. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room, along with her sweet moans.
I know when Royce goes to stretch her ass as she gasps at the feel of his thumb pushing against her tight ring of muscle.
“Shh, baby, relax,” I soothe, stroking a hand down her spine. Releasing a held breath, she relaxes, and Royce wiggles his thumb all the way in.
“Oh,” she gasps, before thrusting back against him.
“That feel good, baby?” I ask, chuckling at her blissed-out expression.
“So good. But I need more.”
