Into the Lair (Falcon Mercenary Group #2)(63)

Then his hand came down and he slipped free of her lips. “Keep it open,” he rasped. He jerked frantically at his cock, the tip bouncing off her tongue.

Hot liquid surged, splattering across her lips. Then he sank deep as more come, hot and salty, flooded her mouth. He arched his hips, f**king her with ease as he forced his creamy release past her tongue and into her throat.

“Oh, f**k yeah,” he breathed. “Taste it. Take it all.”

As he slowed, he continued long, slow strokes, dragging his c**k over her tongue. “Lick it,” he whispered. “Clean it off me, baby.”

She sucked at his length, tasting the tangy drops as she licked them from his skin. She took him all, his balls resting softly against her chin as he held himself there for a long moment. Then he withdrew and rolled away, leaving her panting for breath—and want. She was so close and she needed release.

She found herself staring back at Ian who was still lodged in her pu**y. His eyes glittered with savage intensity, enough that she realized whatever Braden had just done to her was going to pale in comparison.

“Be sure this is what you want,” he said in a voice that sent shivers cascading over her entire body. Before, Braden had always been the one she feared while Ian was the one she drew comfort from, the one more likely to take care of her and worry over hurting her.

She swallowed nervously, but she was excited. God, she was so excited. She was going to orgasm just from the thought of what he’d do.

He pulled out of her and got off the bed to stand at the foot. He studied her with hard eyes. Goose bumps puckered and spilled over her. She swallowed again.

“Come here,” he ordered.

Without thought, she obeyed, coming to her knees and crawling to the end of the bed.

“Clean me,” he said. “Taste yourself and lick me clean.”

She allowed him to cup her head and guide himself into her mouth. Her taste exploded on her tongue, creamy and slightly sweet. Not as tangy as Braden had tasted.

For a moment she sucked and licked as he thrust forcefully into her throat. Then he pulled away and gripped her shoulders.

“Turn around,” he ordered.

She complied, her knees shaking as they dug into the mattress. He gathered her hands in his and tugged until they were behind her back, resting just above her ass. Then he pulled upward, linking his fingers with hers just as he rammed into her pu**y, forcing her forward.

Braden was there to catch her. He placed his body in front of hers, blocking her so that she didn’t fall to the mattress. He was semi-hard, and he wasted no time fitting himself to her mouth again.

Fucked from both ends. Two huge cocks dove deep into her body, stretching her mouth and her pu**y. Ian held her arms tightly behind her as his hips slapped against her ass. He yanked out of her, his body quivering as he sucked in deep breaths. “I want her ass,” he demanded over her head to Braden.

Braden slipped from her mouth and got off the bed. In the distance, she heard the crackle of wrappers. Braden crawled back onto the bed, lying flat on his back.

“Ride me, Katie.”

He didn’t have to tell her twice. She climbed over Braden’s legs and eagerly sheathed herself on his latex-covered cock. They both groaned as she sank down. It was too much. He was too big. God, he felt good.

Firm hands gripped her hips then slid over her ass, impatiently spreading the globes. Ian’s huge dick prodded her back entrance, and she gasped as he tucked himself against her. There was no lubrication this time. Her body tightened in anticipation even as she braced herself for the pain. Oh God, the imminent pleasure.

She started shuddering as the first waves of her orgasm rolled over her, and he hadn’t even gotten inside yet.

“Slow down, baby,” Ian murmured in her ear. “Make it last.”

She took several steadying breaths as she fought the breaking wave. Her body heaved, and Braden stilled for a moment as he let her come down slightly.

Then Ian’s hand twisted tightly in her hair, and without warning, he thrust past the tight ring of her anus, seating himself deep in her bowels.

She screamed as her body bowed forward, and the orgasm she’d so desperately fought exploded with the force of an atomic bomb. Braden surged. Both men were buried so deep in the most sensitive parts of her body.

She sobbed desperately, begging them to stop, not to stop, to move, to f**k her, to hurt her. She writhed uncontrollably, her body on fire as they slammed in unison.

Braden reached up and twisted her ni**les, plucking the stiff tips with enough pressure to cause a wave of pain and exquisite, numbing pleasure to throb through her veins.

Instead of subsiding, instead of the orgasm breaking sharp and gradually lessening, the men drove her higher. The sensation of both their cocks, rubbing against the thin separation between her pu**y and anus, stroking and f**king with no mercy, merely sent her higher, the pleasure sharper, the pain wonderfully excruciating.

Her only regret was that they both wore condoms, and she wanted to feel their release, wanted their come deep and hot in her body.

As if reading her mind, Ian pulled out, and suddenly come splattered her back and ass. He’d torn off the condom and come on her body.

With a moan, she looked down at Braden. “You too,” she whispered. “All over me. Please.”

Braden surged up, holding her against him. They slid from the bed until her feet hit the floor.