Backstage at the Freak Show (Harem of Freaks #7) - Crystal Ash Page 0,43

I felt it through the finger he pressed into me as his tongue teased and danced around my clit.

“Please, Arjun,” I panted, sending one hand down to tangle in his silky black hair, while the other wrapped around Raz’s neck behind me.

“Please what, love?” He pulled away, placing an infuriatingly chaste kiss on my inner thigh.

“Please let me come!” The bastard knew exactly what he was doing.

“At first you said it was unfair that you’d come so quickly with my purr, now you’re begging for it.” He grinned up at me. “Funny how that works, eh?”

I let out a frustrated noise, my whole body teetering on the edge, which Raz promptly silenced with another hard kiss.

“I think she needs something else in her mouth, mate.”

“I think you’re right.”

Raz stood and moved to my side. He didn’t have to do a thing but stand there, because I attacked his belt buckle and zipper like they were my sworn enemies. He was already thick and scorching hot, the piercings sliding past my teeth as I took him in my mouth.

“Oh, fucking…”

He let out a hot string of Romanian profanities, which just encouraged me more. I dragged my lips up and down his shaft, his hand reaching into my corset to play with my nipples again. And finally, Arjun returned to focusing on my clit.

My tiger stopped messing around and curled his fingers inside me as he sucked soft kisses at my clit. His tongue swiped at that sensitive bundle of nerves, hitting it again and again as I moaned around Raz’s shaft until I shattered.

“Oh yes, yes,” my dragon breathed as I shuddered and convulsed with release. “Fuck, that’s beautiful.”

I barely came down from the aftershocks rolling through me when Arjun lifted up from my pussy. He pulled me forward with one swift movement and impaled me on his cock. I cried out at the impact with my fist still wrapped around Raz.

“Someone’s gonna think we’re murdering you,” Raz chuckled, moving closer so I could still reach him with my mouth.

“Or giving her the fucking of her life,” Arjun pressed all the way in, then withdrew to leave me painfully empty. “In which case, they’d be wise to not barge in.”

His grin was cocky, watching my face as he sped up and slowed down his thrusts, always teasing me. He loved my whimpers as he pulled out, and savored every inch of me sheathing him as he returned home.

“Would you like to come again, my darling wife?” His hand reached between us, thumb circling lazily around my clit in time with his thrusts.

I released Raz’s cock with a sucking pop of my lips. “Yes,” I panted.

Arjun lifted an eyebrow, apparently unsatisfied. “Yes, what?”

“Yes, please.”

“Fuck me,” the tiger growled, picking up his pace and keeping his hand between us as he leaned down to kiss me. “Your voice…your body…your eyes when you look at me.” His forehead leaned on mine. “You fucking undo me.”

He slammed into me more forcefully now, thumb pressing down on my clit until another orgasm sent waves of toe-curling bliss over every inch of me. My pulse pounded so hard in my ears, I barely heard Raz’s question with his mouth right against it.

“Can I have your ass, steluta?”

“Yes,” I moaned deliriously. “Yes, please.”

I hadn’t had two of my men at the same time since our honeymoon with him and Hunter. Once I got later in my pregnancy, the logistics of it became too cumbersome. Then afterward, with kids at home at any given time, it became more difficult to have group fun in general. We stole moments when we could but never found the right opportunity to double up.

Arjun pulled out of me and grabbed my hands. “Stand for a bit, love.”

I rose on wobbly legs while Raz grabbed lube from his duffel bag, then returned to sit in the chair I was just in.

“Have a seat, luv,” he mimicked Arjun’s accent with a playful swat to my ass.

I lowered onto his lap, leaning forward to kiss Arjun while he got me ready. The cool, slippery liquid slid down the cleft of my ass, meeting Raz’s fingers resting on the tight ring of muscles.

He kissed my back, reaching around me to caress my breasts as he gently began working his fingers in and out of me.

“You good, sotie?”

He used the Romanian word for wife and it made me utterly melt. I was beyond good. I had four of the best, sexiest, most loving men in the world to