Sweet Temptation (Sweet #4)(17)

Micah was in danger of doing something he hadn’t done since he was a teenager. If he so much as moved he was going to come in his pants.

What did she taste like? Was she sweet like she looked or was she all spicy heat like the mischief that gleamed in her eyes?

Why aren’t you putting a stop to this? Why are you about to jack off while you watch Angelina being f**ked by a crowd of horny men?

The man eating her pu**y pulled away, licking his lips like a satisfied cat. While the other two men held her, he reached for a dildo from one of the nearby tables. He tore the wrapping from it and it gleamed obscenely in the light.

He moved back to Angelina and slipped between her thighs. His long fingers probed at her entrance, stroking up and down and then inside, burying his finger to the knuckle.

Angelina whimpered and bucked until he issued a sharp slap to her clit. Before she could react, he positioned the dildo and thrust deep.

Her cry echoed over the room. The man stepped away, leaving the fake dick lodged to the hilt in her pu**y. He motioned for the other two men to lower her.

They forced her to her knees and nudged her thighs apart.

“Hold it in,” the man ordered her as he nudged the base of the dildo with his foot.

She nodded her acceptance, her eyes wide and so damn innocent looking that it nearly slew Micah on the spot.

The man reached for a pair of nipple clamps then pinched one nipple between his fingers before attaching a clamp to the velvety soft point.

Angelina bit her lip, and Micah almost nodded his approval.

He swallowed rapidly. She wasn’t his, and yet he was standing here casting himself as her master, silently offering approval when she performed well.

Move. Go to her.

His feet were encased in cement. All the blood in his body was pooled in his groin. He needed relief so badly that he was about crazy.

He was riveted by her beauty. By the sheer eroticism of the scene playing out before him.

The clamps now attached, the man stepped away and methodically unfastened his jeans. Not bothering to remove them, he reached in and pulled out his cock. With it fisted in one hand, he moved forward again.

He slid his free hand over the top of her head, his fingers tangling in her hair. Roughly, he forced her head back and guided his dick into her mouth.

The other two men also freed their cocks from their pants, but they stood to the side, stroking their erections with impatient hands.

Micah watched in fascination as the first man fed his dick deep into Angelina’s mouth. Her neck muscles bulged with the strain as the man pushed his way forward. When she closed her eyes, he yanked at her head.

“Look at me,” he ordered.

Her eyes flew open and stared pleadingly at him. He backed out, allowing her a quick breath before he thrust again. His balls bulged against her chin, and Micah could hear the sucking sounds she made.

Then her gaze found him. She looked past the man thrusting into her mouth and connected with Micah. He froze, unsure of what to do.

Calm entered her eyes, as if she felt safer and more secure now that she knew he was here. Her entire body relaxed, and she let her temporary master f**k her mouth with abandon.

And f**k it he did. Over and over he forced himself into her mouth with a brutality that made Micah wince, and yet he did nothing to stop it.

Her gaze never left Micah as she gave herself over to the man f**king her mouth.

Suddenly the man at her mouth yanked his c**k away. The three men jerked frantically at their straining erections. Semen hit her lips, her cheeks, her br**sts, her shoulders and her slim back. It ran down her body in hot, thick streams.

Finally they milked the last of their releases, moving closer so that it all dripped onto her skin.

And still she stared at Micah with her dark, trusting eyes. Micah felt sick, and yet he was so unbelievably turned on that he hurt.

Angelina was pulled to her feet as the men wiped the se**n from her body, but she uttered something to them, and with a quick glance in Micah’s direction, they moved away.

She stood, staring at him. Her arms tied behind her back, the dildo still lodged in her pu**y.

“You know you want me,” she said in a quiet, taunting voice. “Tell me, Micah, did they do it right? Were they too gentle? Would you have whipped me for the slightest infraction? Did you want it to be your c**k in my mouth?

“Come to me. Free me,” she whispered. “Take me.”

A red-hot haze of need exploded over him. He closed the distance between them, his pulse pounding so hard in his ears it deafened him.

He grasped her shoulders, lust overtaking him, ruling him, whispering to him to take what was his.

With quick, jerky motions he spun her around and threw her over the arm of one of the plush couches. Even as he reached for the fly of his jeans with one hand, he reached between her legs to pull the dildo from the clasp of her pu**y.

It came slowly, her swollen tissues reluctant to release the fake cock. It came out with a slight sucking noise, glistening with her fluids.

He tossed it aside as his fingers finally pulled his c**k free of his pants. He was on her in an instant, mounting her from behind like a rutting animal.

He spread her, positioned himself and thrust savagely into her.

Pleasure exploded through him, the relief so intense he was dizzy. She unhinged him. He was mindless, stroking, thrusting, seeking to punish her only because it pleased him to do so.

He strained forward, determined she would take all of him. Her slender fingers were balled into fists at the small of her back as her wrists strained against her bonds.