Free Their Virgin Princess: Masters of Ménage by Shayla Black, Lexi Blake

bare and alone with Cooper that she couldn’t deny. She felt frozen,
     hopeful.
    And then she felt desperate because Cooper didn’t wait for
     an answer. He leaned in, and she felt the heat of his breath right on her
     pussy.
    Alea braced for the panic to set in. She parted her lips to
     warn him that, any second, she would kick out and try to fight him. She lifted
     her hands, ready to push him away.
    But everything stopped—time, her heart, her breath—as he
     kissed her with such aching tenderness, placing little butterfly kisses across
     the mound of her pussy. Women in her culture waxed their bodies, and now Alea
     was glad she’d kept up the practice because she could feel every press of his
     lips against her sensitive skin. Heat flared, but she found herself trembling
     as she looked down, watching his golden brown hair move as he tilted his head,
     seemingly determined not to miss tasting an inch of her.
    “You see, you could handle a little kiss,” he whispered
     against her thigh, and his words tingled along her flesh. “The key is to go
     slow so you know you’re safe. But we can push the boundaries just a little. Do
     you know how long I’ve wanted to taste you, baby?”
    She’d been kissed before on the mouth, short, groping
     attempts at affection when she was younger. Her childhood had been deeply
     protected. Growing up behind palace walls with three male cousins had ensured
     she’d gone to college with very little experience, but she’d been kissed a few
     times. She’d even been touched by two male suitors.
    But nothing had ever been like this, a heady, trembling rush
     of amazing pleasure. Oh god... And no
     one had ever gently drawn his tongue across her swelling folds.
    She couldn’t stop the cry that fell from her mouth. Suddenly
     she was glad she was leaning against the wall because she was pretty sure her
     legs nearly dissolved underneath her. She couldn’t quite catch a full breath.
     His mouth felt so good.
    “You taste so sweet, Lea. So fucking sweet.” He drew his
     tongue right up the center of her pussy, stopping at her clitoris to press little
     circles there.
    Alea could feel herself getting soft and wet, her pussy
     nearly pulsing with desire. Pleasure drummed behind her clit. And she ached
     everywhere.
    He sucked half of her labia into his mouth, pulling gently,
     tonguing her with wicked purpose before returning to her clitoris. She’d read
     about this feeling, but she’d never thought her parts actually worked.
     Apparently, she’d been wrong because every nerve in her body now stood at
     attention, expectant as he laved affection all over her pussy. He licked her
     clit with the tip of his tongue, and she moaned, melted, dying for more.
    But he seemed intent on making her wait for it, making her
     crazy. He tapped her clit, then drew it between his teeth, suckling in gentle
     passes that had her panting for more. A plea sat on the tip of her tongue. Her
     head fell back against the wall, and her eyes slid shut. Her fingers filtered
     into his hair.
    “Yes…” she moaned.
    Oh, god, she was soaking wet. He was eating her up, sucking down
     everything she gave him. And still, he seemed hungry for more. These foreign
     sensations he gave her made her feel powerful and sexy and right. She started
     rolling her hips with every brush of his tongue, pushing toward him, forcing
     him to tongue her harder as she silently begged for more. He could make her
     come. He could give her everything she’d secretly craved. And she would thank
     him because she’d never felt more free.
    So close. As he rubbed her clit with his tongue, worrying
     the perfect spot over and over, she fisted as much of his hair in her hands as
     she could. Her eyes were going to cross. She held her breath. Soon—in
     seconds—she was going to scream his name. She was going to find that bliss
     everyone talked about and shout her pleasure from the heavens.
    Suddenly, he gripped her hips, caging