As Shayne spread apart the plump flesh, Khalid jerked, his gaze racing back to Marty as her tongue swiped over the crest of his cock.
"Brave are you, darling?" He groaned, freeing her hands to allow her to touch as she dared. "Be careful, you may tempt too far."
He received a broken moan and the feel of her mouth enveloping the head of his dick in response.
It was like dying, he thought. This must be what dying would feel like. A sense of flying, of freedom, and the lash of the sun against his flesh as her tongue licked over the sensitive crown.
As she sucked him in, a cry tore from her throat as her body arched almost violently. Khalid tore his gaze from the sight of his c**k f**king her mouth to watch as Shayne's tongue flayed the damp pearl of her clit.
"Yes, precious," he said, his voice thick. "Feel how good. Feel the pleasure we can give you, baby."
Her moan sent electric flames searing into his balls, drawing them tighter. So much pleasure. A hunger he couldn't deny. His woman finally giving in to her fantasies, her hungers.
Marty was lost. She knew she was lost and wondered distantly if she would find herself again as the sexual pleasure blistered her nerve endings.
She wanted, needed to touch, to pleasure Khalid. Needed to destroy his senses as he was allowing another man to destroy hers.
A scream tore from her throat as she felt Shayne's hands slide beneath her ass and, a second later, his tongue f**king into her pu**y.
Pulsing, destructive sensations shot from her core to her soul. She couldn't process the alternate pleasures quick enough; her brain was fried in the lash of heat searing her body.
Khalid's fingers played with her ni**les, caressing, rubbing, tugging at the sensitive tips. Shayne's fingers were sliding inside her pu**y as his tongue returned to torture her clit, and pure, undiluted sexual hunger was burning inside her.
Adrenaline coursed through her, racing through her bloodstream like wildfire through a forest. She hadn't known it could be like this. She wasn't certain if she could survive it.
"So f**king good," Khalid moaned above her, as she sucked his c**k deeper and fought to hold on to just enough control to torture him in return, in some small way. "Suck my dick, sweetheart. So hot and tight."
He was f**king her mouth slow and easy as she felt Shayne's fingers slide along her rear. They were cool, slickened heavily.
A sharp flare of knowledge rushed through her system a second before those fingers rubbed over the entrance to her rear, lubricating it, easing against it, then retreating.
She stared up at Khalid as she fought to breathe. He was watching Shayne's fingers, and Shayne was making damned certain Khalid could see as they disappeared between her thighs.
Again and again they returned, slicker, sliding more firmly against her anus as she jerked and shuddered against the sensations. She was terrified, exhilarated, and burning with lust.
"Look at me," Khalid demanded as her lashes fluttered closed. "Feel the pleasure, Marty. See it in my face. Watching your arousal is the sexiest damned thing I've ever seen."
Shayne's finger slid deep inside her ass as a cry ripped past her lips, and she arched with a sharp, jerking motion that only drove him in deeper.
"Feel him there. Your ass is so hot, Marty. So sweet and tight. The thought of sinking my c**k inside it makes me crazy. The thought of f**king you while Shayne works his c**k up that tight little ass has me insane with the need."
Before she could stop him he pulled back from her lips, touching them gently with his thumb before easing along her body.
"Khalid, please." She clenched her hands in the pillow at her head. "I can't stand this."
"Just a bit longer, baby." His voice was so heavy with lust that Marty felt the sound of it clear to her soul.
Just a little longer? Would she survive a little longer?
She couldn't.
She screamed as Shayne pressed two fingers inside her sensitive rear, sending scalding arcs of sensation racing, tearing through her.
She was dying. She could feel the pleasure destroying her and had no idea how to stop it. She had to have more. Needed more. Nothing mattered but the incredible ecstasy and the pure hunger in Khalid's voice.
Flames were racing through her, building, pulsing. Her orgasm was only a breath away when, suddenly, it was gone.
Her eyes flew open to stare down her body as Shayne moved. They pulled her to her side as a whimper left her throat.