Return to the Darkness - Ripley Proserpina Page 0,13

fucking want you all of the time? That’s not new. That’s a decade’s worth of knowing we’d have you back.”

I’d never heard him talk quite like this before, never imagined that he would. This was a new side of Thorn. And I loved it.

“You’re so pink, so flush, so turned on right now.”

Aaron found a spot. I seized, my whole body jolting as colors passed before my eyes. I grabbed on to the back of Thorn’s neck, dragging his mouth back down to mine as I orgasmed, searching for anything to anchor me to the world before I floated away in the pleasure that was as all-consuming as it was perfect.

Thorn smiled along my lips. I half-expected Aaron to stop, but he was relentless. And evidently not done.

I’d reached that point where it was too much, where it bordered on painful, but still his swift tongue drove circles over my most sensitive spot. I gasped, shaking my head back and forth. How was I to survive this sweet torture?

“Again,” Thorn whispered. “Yes, you can.” He answered my unspoken plea that it was too much. “Be a good girl, Lacey, and come for us again. We’ll make it worth your while.”

Like it was wrenched from my soul, I came again, exploding in Aaron’s mouth. Finally, he slowed, lifting his gaze to look at me from the bottom of the bed. “I think she liked that, Thorn.”

“I think she did.” He nodded at Aaron. “My turn.”

I wasn’t sure I could breathe or even think. “More?”

Aaron scooted off the bed to kiss my lips. I could taste myself on him, and it was disconcerting to say the least. But also sexy in a this-is-all-really-dirty-and-we-all-fucking-love-it kind of a way. “More.”

Thorn tugged down his pants. “But different.”

“Wouldn’t want to be boring,” I said. My bra was still on, though tucked beneath my breasts, and I moved to take it off.

“Leave it,” Aaron told me. He pushed my breasts together before burying his face between them. He breathed in, and his eyes shut. Kissing his way to my neck, he dragged his tongue along my skin.

His kisses were so soft, like a breeze, they almost tickled. They made me forget about everything, just like I asked.

I skimmed my hand down his chest, registering with some part of my brain that he was naked, too. I didn’t know when he managed to do that, but I was glad for it.

Thorn grabbed my ankles, tugging my knees apart as Aaron reached my lips. With one swift thrust, Thorn was inside me, and I moaned.

I could taste Aaron’s smile as he caught the sound. Oh? Did I amuse him? It was time to give back a little of the pleasure they’d given me.

Wrapping my hand around his length, I pushed my hand to his base and then back up. That made his smile disappear. It was his turn to groan.

We kissed as Thorn rammed himself into me. Someone’s thumb touched my clit, rubbing hard tight circles over the swollen nub. Maybe it was Aaron. Or Thorn. It didn’t matter. All it did was ratchet up my arousal.

It was hard for me to concentrate on pleasuring Aaron when they consumed me like this, but I tried. A few times, I lost my rhythm, and once I lifted my palm to my mouth, licking it swiftly before I went back to his cock.

Aaron’s breathing changed. It came more rapidly and with little moans that suggested he was getting closer.

I dug the fingers of one hand into Thorn’s thigh muscle, trying to find a way to keep all my pieces from flying apart. He held my hips, keeping me in place, pounding into me harder and harder. It must have been Aaron’s thumb on me, and he slowed those circles, keeping me from coming as fast as I would.

Smart man, but cruel. I’d almost been at the precipice, but he’d dropped me back, only to build me up slower, and hotter.

This orgasm was going to be different than the first ones. This one felt deeper, harder. I was watching a tidal wave approach the shore and locked my knees against the waves, ready to absorb it.

When it finally hit, it lifted me up in the air and then dragged me under. Who needed to breathe? Just when I thought I couldn’t take it anymore, when I thought I’d die from it, I sucked in a breath, and the relief was just as pleasurable as water.

Thorn held himself inside me, while Aaron held