Page 124 of Destined Dawn
“Have the two of you done this before?” I ask him, looking up at him through wet eyelashes.
“No, we’ve never shared a girl before.”
“But you’ve donethisbefore?” I clarify.
“A spit roast? No, Rhi, never,” Spencer says.
I hold Tristan’s gaze and he shakes his head. I’m kind of surprised. The rumors about the orgies in the Venus Common Room were pretty wild – what I saw the two of them do was pretty wild too. But they’ve never done this before – and though I’m sure many would consider it sordid or dirty – for me it feels special.
“Yes,” I say, the thought of it making me shiver.
Spencer mutters the barrier spell and then I feel his cock nudge at my entrance.
“Part your thighs a little more for me, Rhi. You’re so damn tight.”
I do as he says and then he’s pushing his way inside me, the both of us moaning as he does.
“Feel good, little rabbit?” Renzo asks from beside me, eyes wide as he soaks the sight of the three of us in.
“Uh huh,” I murmur.
“Then keep sucking, sweetheart,” Azlan tells me and I capture Tristan’s cock in my mouth again and do as I’m told.
Only, it’s much harder this time with Spencer thrusting inside me, hitting the spot that sends me kind of crazy. I moan and groan around Tristan’s cock, losing concentration, and he takes control, driving his cock in and out of my mouth.
“That looks so freaking awesome, little rabbit. So filthy and dirty and delicious. I love it when you’re a little slut.”
“You know what would make it even better?” Stone says.
Azlan scoffs like he doesn’t think that’s possible.
“What?” Tristan grunts, intrigued.
“Barone,” Stone says, “think you can ping yourself down there, underneath them, finish eating out our girl?”
My eyes flick to Renzo’s and his face morphs the darkest I’ve ever seen it. Next thing I know, he’s disappeared from sight, reappearing beneath me, his body laid out between mine and Spencer’s legs.
“The view’s even better from down here,” he mutters. Then rises up on his elbows so his mouth meets the apex of my pussy lips. He sucks my clit right into his mouth.
And I lied.
I thought it was too much before.
But this, this is too much.
“I’m going to come!” I cry out, writhing between the three of them, the intensity of it increasing and increasing and increasing.
“Fuck, yes, come around my cock, Rhi!” Spencer says, thrusting into me harder, sending me forward and Tristan’s cock even deeper into my throat.
For a moment, I can’t breathe. No oxygen reaches my lungs. It seems to heighten everything, every feeling, every sensation. Electricity shoots around my body, lighting every nerve into life and I come so hard, for a moment I think I actually pass out.
When I come to again, Spencer’s rhythm is faltering. His fingers dig deep into my flesh and he comes with a loud animalistic grunt, hot liquid spilling deep inside me.
Tristan – eyes locked on the two of us, on where his friend is buried deep inside me – comes too. I swallow down the salty taste of his come, loving the way it warms all the way down my throat and into my belly.
And then my arms and legs give way and I fall right down on top of Renzo.
Without missing a heartbeat, he flips me over onto myback and drags me to the end of the bed, scrambling off the bed himself and standing right between my thighs.
