Burned (Devil's Blaze MC #3)(98)

“Ride him, Peaches. Fuck his face and ride him hard and take your pleasure,” Sabre urges me—right before taking my hair roughly in his hands and pulling my mouth to his cock again. I grind against Latch’s so hard, I’m probably smothering him. Rotating my hips, riding his tongue and hell, I think even his nose. Latch’s hands push into my ass cheeks which are still stinging, and he lets his fingers bite into them, adding to my need. Then he takes control of my movements, angling them just enough to make me feel like I’m about to explode. I brace myself on Sabre’s thighs, letting my hands hold him tightly as he continues f*cking my mouth while I’m riding Latch.

Eventually, Sabre pulls me off of his cock and I look at him through eyes that are hazy with lust. I’m so near to coming, just another second and I know I’ll tumble over the edge.

“Are you close, Peaches?”

“God, yes,” I groan as Latch’s tongue lashes against my clit. I try to bear down on his face. He uses his hold on me so that doesn’t happen. I grunt out in defeat. “Are you frustrated, sweetheart? Does that greedy little cunt need to come because you’ve got two men in here dying to f*ck you?” He asks and I can’t stop a growl that breaks free.

“Sabre let me come, damn it. Let me come,” I huff. My head tips back in pleasure as Latch continues to tongue f*ck me and eat out my * but never giving me enough or in the right spot to carry me over the edge.

“Are you sorry for making us worry now, Peaches? Do you see why it’s important to let me know what you’re doing? How much you’re loved and wanted?”

Tears sting my eyes, and it’s not just because of being denied my pleasure. It’s the words. Loved and wanted. I am. For the first time in my life, I am—and by two amazing men. I’ve always known Latch felt that way, but I’ve tried to hide from it because I can’t give him what he needs. I was afraid to dream that Sabre felt that way. So the tears fall, and I let them.

“I’m sorry, Sabre. I promise never to worry you, either of you again like that. Please, sweetheart.”

He growls and pulls me off of Latch, and I cry in protest. I was so close. I’m on the edge and ready to break into a million pieces. I just need one touch. One touch will send me over. I reach down to do it myself, but I don’t get the chance.

“It’s my * now, Peaches. All mine. I’ll tell it when to come, I’ll tell it how to come. You gave it to me. Remember?” Sabre questions.

“Yes!” I cry out, thinking his punishment may kill me.

He turns me around, yet again, my back to his front. The warmth of his body envelopes me as we slowly slide to the floor. He kisses on my shoulder, bites on the tender skin of my neck and follows an invisible trail up to my ear. His hands wrap in my hair again, harder this time, more intense. He pulls it back and his breath is against my ear.

“You are mine. Every f*cking, single inch of you is mine. Do not ever get that shit confused, Annie.”

“I won’t…I couldn’t.” I tell him, gasping as his hands cup my soaked *.

“You be a good little girl and suck Latch’s cock and make him come. You owe him that. So, I’m giving him that. Not you, me. You see the difference, Annie.”

“Yes…” I do, absolutely. I’d never do this without Sabre wanting it and directing it.

“This thing with Latch is special, Annie. So he gets to have the parts of you I’m willing to give him. You’re going to give it to him good. You’re going to suck him down like the greedy girl you are. But you gave me your *. I will be the one who decides when it gets cock. I will be the one to decide when it comes, how it comes and by whom. It’s mine. Understand?

“God, yes,” I groan.

“Good. Now suck off Latch and I’ll give your * what it needs.”

I go back to my hands and knees once Sabre releases my hair. He leans over me, even in my haze I can feel him there. He places a tender kiss against my lower back.



Latch has moved so he’s standing and holding his cock out for me. There’s emotion shining in his eyes that I don’t fully understand. I cup his balls in my hand first, rolling them with my fingers and then slide my tongue against them, using my hand to stroke his cock at the same time. I suck one ball in my mouth, gently torturing it before releasing and doing the other. Then I move to his cock, licking my way up to the tip. He’s different. The taste, the smell, texture…it’s all different from Sabre. It’s good, and I take a moment to savor and take the pleasure in before I swallow him down all the way to the root. He’s not as long as Sabre, so it’s easier. He is wide though, so he still stretches my mouth. I suck him hard, moving up and down on his cock and using my hand at the same time. I get so engrossed in what I’m doing that when Sabre slides his cock inside of me, I’m taken by surprise. I finish my downward thrust of Latch’s cock and rest there. My mouth and throat is stretched with Latch’s dick, my * stretched with Sabre’s and I’m loving every minute of it.Then Sabre starts moving and my desire hasn’t even come close to waning. Immediately, I feel my climax building. I quicken my movements, sucking him harder, using my tongue to bathe, torture, and tease with every stroke, my hand working him harder, up and down, so that I can use my throat and let him go deeper every time Sabre thrusts inside of me.