Page 44 of Hopeless Sacrifice
Finally, the flat of his tongue parts my folds. With one long stroke he licks up before swirling his tongue hard against my clit.
He groans against me, humming his pleasure over my sex. His tongue slips in, filling me and making me gasp for air.
Deeper he delves in before bringing his mouth back up. He sucks hard against my clit until I cry out. My hips grind shamelessly against him and he holds me tightly in place. His nails sink into my skin as he sucks before rolling his wide tongue caressingly against me. The alternating sensation has the energy in my core bundling so tightly I can’t even think.
Soft hair meets my fingertips and I fist it in both hands, holding him to me.
His tongue rolls up my sex once more. His teeth rake lightly across my clit before sucking and I come against the caressing pain of it all.
My moan is a crying sound that only becomes more ragged as he strokes his tongue against my shaking orgasm. He laps it up, almost licking harder the more I cry out.
When he finally pulls back from me, the tension leaves my body, leaving me weak for several seconds.
“Wake him up.”
I blink hard at the darkness of the room. The features of Ryder’s face are shadowed but the white moonlight hits his hooded eyes in shining colors.
I turn, wanting to think of something sexy to say to wake Daxdyn up, but his lips meet mine in the dark. Daxdyn kisses me firmly. His strong hands pull at my hips until I’m settled over him.
His lean hips are beneath me and before I lower myself, his hand is between my legs. Long fingers stroke against my slickness.
A rumbling groan shakes through his chest as he takes his time running his index finger up and down my sex. His palm is wet from my orgasm and he rubs hard at my clit until I’m gasping against his lips.
“You’re not a very quiet sleeper,” Dax whispers.
I try think of a witty response through my hazy mind but my words die on my lips as Ryder’s palm pushes down the curve of my ass. His fingers meet Daxdyn’s, slipping against my wetness before pulling back up. His index finger circles my ass slowly and my spine stiffens.
“Has—anyone ever fucked you here?” His breath is warm against my neck, sending a shiver across my skin.
Daxdyn’s fingers sink into me, pushing deeper as I try to think about Ryder’s question.
“Yes,” I breathe out the response and shift against Daxdyn’s hand.
His pace quickens. The heel of his palm grinds against my clit as he pounds into me.
“Did you like it?” Ryder’s fingers tease my ass and I arch against his touch.
“No.” Simple one-word answers are all I have.
Ryder’s lips press to the base of my neck, his tongue sweeping warmly across my skin.
“Maybe he did it wrong.” His whisper makes me smile even as Daxdyn starts to kiss me slowly.
They’re so good at distracting me. They’re a small team of sexy distraction.
Ryder’s index finger sinks very slowly in and I do rock against their palms at the feel of being filled.
I consider how big Ryder is and it’s a hard no. It’s not going to happen. I pull back from Dax just slightly.
“There is another option for the three of us.” I have their attention as they both pause to listen to what I might say next.
“Whatever you want. Tell me what you want.” Dax waits patiently but neither of them stop the slow stroking that’s pulling a quiet moan from my lips. On a shaking exhale I consider my words.
Ryder listens intently. A smirk tilts at my mouth as I start to speak.
“You could always fuck Dax while I watch.”
Every muscle in their bodies halt. No one moves an inch. All sexy assaults on my body have come to a complete stand still.
