Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 90075 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 450(@200wpm)___ 360(@250wpm)___ 300(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 90075 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 450(@200wpm)___ 360(@250wpm)___ 300(@300wpm)
Good.
God.
I can’t.
I won’t be able to—
“Lick her,” Nick barked.
“As you wish,” Hunter groaned.
He pushed me until my face pressed against the black sheets tumbling off the bed. I went to inhale...
And screamed instead.
Hunter’s tongue laved from my clit to my asshole.
One long, deep, dangerous lick.
A lick meant to lap up every droplet of my desire and every ounce of his release.
My elbows gave out, pressing my face even harder against the mattress as Hunter licked me again and again. Swirling around my asshole, dragging back to my entrance, spearing deep inside me, cleansing me as well as breaking me.
Noises that could only be called bestial tumbled from my lips.
I lost all control.
My hips shot backward, grinding on Hunter’s face.
My teeth bit into the sheet, and my eyes saw comets and stars.
Over and over, Hunter washed me clean. He lapped up our shared arousal, leaving me sodden with so much more.
My forbidden release teetered on such a painful blade.
It would be so easy to let go.
To explode as Hunter scraped his teeth against my clit before dipping his tongue inside me again and again and again.
“Don’t do it, Ella,” Nick warned, his hand tightening in my hair, tugging painfully. “You do and I won’t fuck you, after all. I’ll just walk out that door, and you’ll never see me again.”
That was the bucket of ice I needed.
The thought of going back home and finding his room empty? The thought of never sharing this wildness—this wonderful wickedness with him again turned me hollow.
Sucking in a breath, I looked up and caught his eyes.
A world churned in his green-hazel depths. A world of love, of longing, of loneliness.
I tripped into him; Hunter’s tongue became nothing more than a soft ministration while a simple stare became the most erotic thing I’d ever shared.
“Ella...” Nick breathed, bending his knees and crouching beside me. His cock speared upright, and the image of all three of us, naked and entangled, made me blush: Hunter licking me from behind, me writhing like a creature in heat, and Nick...handsome, heartbroken Nicholas letting another man eat me out all because he wanted no remnants of him to smear the connection we’d share.
“Fuck, I want you,” he snarled just before his fist tugged my head upright by my hair and his mouth slammed on mine. The contortion of my spine made me cry out.
Hunter licked me deeper, losing himself to the pleasure quickly igniting out of control between the three of us.
Nick kissed me viciously. Violently.
His tongue fucked me while Hunter’s worshipped me.
Two men. Two tongues. Two moments I would never ever forget.
Ripping his lips from mine, Nick grabbed me beneath the arms and threw me onto the bed. He didn’t even look at Hunter as he gasped on the floor, his mouth smeared with wetness, his cock dripping from the tip.
I caught Hunter’s purple eyes and couldn’t speak. Couldn’t thank him. Couldn’t do a damn thing as Nicholas stalked to the rack holding all manner of depraved things and came back with a coil of black rope.
“Stand up.” He toed Hunter.
With a grunt, Hunter obeyed, his hand going to his straining cock, his thumb smearing the precum beaded there. “Fuck, you’re really getting into this domination thing.”
“Get on the bed,” Nick snapped.
“What?” Hunter’s eyebrows shot up. “Look, man. I like you, but I’m not about to let you fuck me.”
“Just get on the goddamn bed.” Nick whipped Hunter with the rope.
With a glower, Hunter did as he was told, crawling onto the mattress and giving me a fleeting smile. “Turns out our mutual desire is now my favourite flavour.”
“Don’t talk to her,” Nick said as he tossed the rope at Hunter. “Bind her wrists.”
I threw a worried glance at Nick. “I-I don’t need to be bound.”
“Speak out of turn again, and I’ll spank you.” Nicholas kneeled on the bed, towering over both of us, his cock looking like a sword determined to kill me. “Say you understand, Ella.”
I flinched as Hunter gently took my hands and tugged me to face him. Keeping my eyes locked on Nick, I bowed my chin. “Yes, Sir.”
“Good girl.”
I struggled to catch a breath as Hunter slowly wrapped the black rope around my wrists in an intricate, fascinating knot.
He caught me looking at it. “I was taught shibari by a woman who claimed she used to be a concubine. It’s come in handy over the years.” Tucking the end of the rope into the pretty design he’d trapped me with, he raised my wrists and kissed the back of my hand. “I’m never going to forget how you look right now, Ella. Flushed with sex. Sweaty with want. And tethered for our pleasure.”
“For my pleasure,” Nick hissed. “Not yours.”
Planting a hand on Hunter’s bare shoulder, Nick pushed. “Scoot higher up the bed and lie down.”
Scowling, Hunter obeyed reluctantly. “I meant what I said. I’m up for sharing her in any fashion you want. I’ll tolerate our dicks rubbing if they’re in her pussy together. I don’t care about shared jizz, but...I’m not for sale. Not for you anyway.”