it.”
With her back bowed slightly, the angle allowed him to position his cock between her lower lips, poised to fill her completely.
He held her there, on the tip of his cock and the edge of her desire, her gaze glued to Nic’s cock.
She imagined for a second that they were both going to have her and then she couldn’t think as Duke began to lower her onto the thick length of his cock. The head barely sank in when she felt her sex contract, trying to drag him further into her.
The friction was incredible, sending shock waves up her spine. She arched just a little further, wanting him to pull her down and fill her completely.
But Duke wasn’t to be rushed.
He fought gravity, holding her hips and only allowing a few centimeters at a time to invade her channel. She felt the effort Duke exerted in the rough sound of his breathing, the short, heavy movements of his chest against her back. His thighs rock hard beneath hers, he used his knees to spread her legs wider, opening her further until she felt air brush her exposed clit.
Torturous sensation caused her to cry out again and she fought against his hands, needing him to fuck her now. Hard.
“No, no. Not yet, baby. I’m not ready to come yet. And neither is Nic.”
“Not at all.” Nic’s voice made her clench around Duke’s shaft in desperation. “I want to watch you enjoy it all night, Ti.”
Blessed Goddess, yes, she was enjoying this. But it was torture as well.
Duke allowed her to slide down a few more centimeters and she felt the brush of his pubic hair on her ass. Almost there. Almost—
With a short, sharp motion, Duke seated her on his cock.
She cried out as pleasure and a burning fullness coursed through her. The need for friction caused her to roll her hips. Duke allowed her to move for a brief second as Nic’s hand paused, his gaze glued to where Duke and she were joined.
“Happy now, baby?”
She couldn’t speak, could only shake her head. No. She needed him to move, damn him. Why wouldn’t he move? And she wanted Nic to continue to jerk himself off. She wanted to watch him come. Needed to feel Duke’s release in her body.
“No?” Duke’s voice sounded surprised. “Then I guess we’re not doing this right, are we?”
“Do you want us to stop, Tira?” Nic’s hand loosened from around his cock and he made a motion as if to get up.
“No! Goddess, no, don’t stop.” If they stopped, she might just have to kill them.
“But we want you to be happy.” Duke nipped at her neck, causing her to clamp down hard on him. She swore the arms of the chair squealed as she crushed the leather under her fingers. “How can we make you happy?”
“Just fuck me,” she cried out. “Please.”
She swore she heard Duke growl low in his chest. “Then hold on, baby.”
Tira thought she was going to die before he started to move, she was so desperate for the friction. And when he grabbed her hips and lifted her off him, she wanted to cry.
But then he started to thrust, his motion limited because of his position and hers. But the friction… Oh, Goddess, the friction was amazing.
Her back arched, trying to get him as deep as he could go. Her eyes began to close but she caught sight of Nic stroking himself again.
God, he was so beautiful. His deep green eyes had narrowed to slits, the muscles in his right arm flexed and bunched as he stroked his cock. His abs tightened, the ridges of his muscles standing out in sharp relief.
In the back of her mind, she knew she wanted to touch him but couldn’t. She wanted to lick her way down that perfect chest. Better still, she wanted to be sandwiched between the two of them, as Duke took her ass and Nic thrust into her pussy.
But she couldn’t have that.
Despair threatened to tear away the bliss seeping through her veins. She pushed it away as she reached for the orgasm beating at the edges of her senses.
She needed just a little more. Making sure Nic was watching, she released one hand from the
With her back bowed slightly, the angle allowed him to position his cock between her lower lips, poised to fill her completely.
He held her there, on the tip of his cock and the edge of her desire, her gaze glued to Nic’s cock.
She imagined for a second that they were both going to have her and then she couldn’t think as Duke began to lower her onto the thick length of his cock. The head barely sank in when she felt her sex contract, trying to drag him further into her.
The friction was incredible, sending shock waves up her spine. She arched just a little further, wanting him to pull her down and fill her completely.
But Duke wasn’t to be rushed.
He fought gravity, holding her hips and only allowing a few centimeters at a time to invade her channel. She felt the effort Duke exerted in the rough sound of his breathing, the short, heavy movements of his chest against her back. His thighs rock hard beneath hers, he used his knees to spread her legs wider, opening her further until she felt air brush her exposed clit.
Torturous sensation caused her to cry out again and she fought against his hands, needing him to fuck her now. Hard.
“No, no. Not yet, baby. I’m not ready to come yet. And neither is Nic.”
“Not at all.” Nic’s voice made her clench around Duke’s shaft in desperation. “I want to watch you enjoy it all night, Ti.”
Blessed Goddess, yes, she was enjoying this. But it was torture as well.
Duke allowed her to slide down a few more centimeters and she felt the brush of his pubic hair on her ass. Almost there. Almost—
With a short, sharp motion, Duke seated her on his cock.
She cried out as pleasure and a burning fullness coursed through her. The need for friction caused her to roll her hips. Duke allowed her to move for a brief second as Nic’s hand paused, his gaze glued to where Duke and she were joined.
“Happy now, baby?”
She couldn’t speak, could only shake her head. No. She needed him to move, damn him. Why wouldn’t he move? And she wanted Nic to continue to jerk himself off. She wanted to watch him come. Needed to feel Duke’s release in her body.
“No?” Duke’s voice sounded surprised. “Then I guess we’re not doing this right, are we?”
“Do you want us to stop, Tira?” Nic’s hand loosened from around his cock and he made a motion as if to get up.
“No! Goddess, no, don’t stop.” If they stopped, she might just have to kill them.
“But we want you to be happy.” Duke nipped at her neck, causing her to clamp down hard on him. She swore the arms of the chair squealed as she crushed the leather under her fingers. “How can we make you happy?”
“Just fuck me,” she cried out. “Please.”
She swore she heard Duke growl low in his chest. “Then hold on, baby.”
Tira thought she was going to die before he started to move, she was so desperate for the friction. And when he grabbed her hips and lifted her off him, she wanted to cry.
But then he started to thrust, his motion limited because of his position and hers. But the friction… Oh, Goddess, the friction was amazing.
Her back arched, trying to get him as deep as he could go. Her eyes began to close but she caught sight of Nic stroking himself again.
God, he was so beautiful. His deep green eyes had narrowed to slits, the muscles in his right arm flexed and bunched as he stroked his cock. His abs tightened, the ridges of his muscles standing out in sharp relief.
In the back of her mind, she knew she wanted to touch him but couldn’t. She wanted to lick her way down that perfect chest. Better still, she wanted to be sandwiched between the two of them, as Duke took her ass and Nic thrust into her pussy.
But she couldn’t have that.
Despair threatened to tear away the bliss seeping through her veins. She pushed it away as she reached for the orgasm beating at the edges of her senses.
She needed just a little more. Making sure Nic was watching, she released one hand from the
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