baby,” Jace murmured. “Want to make this good. You’re so fucking sweet. Don’t want it to be over too quickly.”
“Fucking hell,” Ash moaned when her tongue swirled around the mushroom head of his cock. “Not going to last this way. Her mouth is like silk.”
She smiled, suddenly confident in her ability to make them as crazy as they were making her.
“Sweetheart, you keep working that mouth around my dick the way you are, I’m going to come all over that tongue, and like Jace said, definitely don’t want this over with too quickly. Want to fuck that mouth for as long as possible.”
Jace’s hands tightened on her ass. His entire body went tense but she knew it wasn’t from impending release. He seemed . . . agitated. Every time Ash spoke, Jace went rigid. Almost like he wanted to forget the other man was present. How weird was that? It was obvious from the way Ash had spoken that this was not an unusual practice for them. She briefly wondered if they swung both ways, but they’d kept a careful distance from each other. There’d been nothing to hint that they were remotely attracted to each other. Now her? They were definitely attracted—at least physically—to her.
Jace resumed his careful thrusts, his cock growing larger with every push. He seemed near to exploding and she wondered if she would even be able to accommodate him if he got any bigger. But the sensation of so much cock stuffed into her pussy was amazing.
He withdrew, dragging the head of his cock to the mouth of her pussy then pulled out even more until the tip barely rimmed her opening. Then he shoved in, quick, hard, hot.
She gasped and her entire body spasmed. She shook uncontrollably, her hands suddenly weak and unable to support her. Her arms folded and Ash caught her, going down to a sitting position so her mouth was still solidly around his erection. He caressed her hair, one hand on her chin, the other stroking through her tresses. It was . . . nice. They seemed so caring, which was stupid of her to even think. They didn’t give a shit about her. She was just pussy to them. A piece of ass.
“Didn’t say you couldn’t come, sweetheart,” Ash said gruffly. “Just that Jace and I want to last a little longer. You’ll come again. I guarantee that. Don’t hold back. I want that mouth working around my dick while you come and Jace wants that pussy to grip him like a fist.”
“Ash . . . Shut up,” Jace growled.
Ash went silent, but her body coiled, seemingly released by Ash’s husky words. Her orgasm rose, like flame to dry wood, crackling and blazing out of control. She couldn’t stay still. Ash’s hand tightened at her chin when she threatened to let his cock fall from her mouth. He pushed in deeper, seeking depth as she pushed back frantically against Jace.
“Please,” she gasped out around Ash’s cock. “Harder, Jace. I need it harder. Please.”
“Fucking hell, Jace. Give it to her,” Ash said in a strained voice.
Jace’s big hands spread out over her back, stroking reverently before sliding down to cup her ass in a deliciously possessive grip. He began to thrust hard. Rapid. Stroking deep, the friction so utterly delicious that the room began to spin around her.
She closed her eyes and sucked Ash deeper, her mouth tightening. Her entire body shook with the force of Jace’s possession. The pressure was exquisitely unbearable. The rush began low in her belly, coming from the very heart of her, tightening viciously, coiling, snapping like a whip, spreading like wildfire.
“Goddamn!” Ash groaned. “Fuck it all, I’m going to come.”
Just as her own orgasm flashed, a spark that quickly became a full-on explosion, the first jet of hot semen hit the back of her throat. She cried out but the sound was quickly muffled when Ash thrust upward, her lips brushing against the wiry hairs at his groin.
She writhed uncontrollably and she heard Jace’s muttered curse. His hands tightened on her ass until she knew she’d wear marks from his fingers. Faster, wetter, the slick sounds of his cock diving through her pussy loud in the silence.
She swallowed the hot liquid spurting from Ash’s cock and some spilled over her lips. Then he carefully lifted her head and eased himself from her mouth. He gently laid her head down so her cheek rested against the mattress and he continued to stroke her hair, his