Free Imprisoned Match [Ménage.com 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Peyton Elizabeth Page B

know Elliott kept these indulgences hidden made her want to experience more.
    “Suck his cock,” Elliott ordered, his tone still full of steel.
    He didn’t have to tell her twice. Once he released his hold of her hair, Anna made her way down Mitch’s body, enjoying every inch of skin he displayed. Using her teeth, she tugged at his button until it popped. With shaking hands due to the overload of desire, she managed to pull his zipper down and, with his help, slide the denim over his muscular thighs. The outline of his cock was magnificent. It was long and thick, and a damp spot of moisture from his pre-cum made the white cotton almost see-through.
    “Are you wet?” Elliott asked from behind her. She heard him shedding his clothes behind her. Where had the sweet and charming younger brother gone?
    “Yes,” Anna keened, wanting him to touch her.
    She slipped her fingers underneath the elastic band of Mitch’s underwear and lifted the material up and over his cock. His shaft seemed even wider without the cotton covering it, and the veins seemed to strain against the velvety skin. Her mouth watered, and suddenly, she was ravenous for his taste.
    Anna gently wrapped her fingers around his rigid member and lifted him straight up. She swiped her tongue over his tip, lapping up the pearl of pre-cum that had leaked from his slit. Musky flavor with a hint of salt covered her taste buds. She craved more.
    Opening her mouth, Anna enclosed her lips around the inflexible organ and sucked hard. She could feel the blood pulsate through his cock and knew it was only a matter of time before his seed exploded in her mouth. Longing for his loss of control, Anna went to work. Up and down, she made sure her saliva coated his satiny skin, warming and impaling him back to her throat.
    The moans he let escape seemed to travel down her body and into her pussy. Anna needed to remove her panties, because her juices had now soaked through the material and she felt a drop of her cream start to run down the inside of her thigh. She felt Mitch’s hands tangle with her hair. His fingers tightened and he took over control, much to her dismay. Anna had wanted to be the one to set the pace, but when she felt Elliott’s fingers slip underneath her panties and pull them down, she thought maybe it was for the best. Elliott was distracting her with his touch and she was turning into one giant ball of electrified nerves.
    “Fuck, you were right,” Elliott murmured. She heard him tear a packet open and knew it was a condom. “You are soaking wet and so ready for me.”
    Anna could only imagine what she looked like to both of them. Her hands were positioned on either side of Mitch’s thighs so she could take him orally, while her knees were in between his legs, keeping her ass in the air for Elliott to do as he pleased. Her panties were down around her knees, preventing her from spreading her legs too far apart. Elliott didn’t seem to mind though, because she felt the mattress dip behind her and his large hands being placed on her hips.
    Elliott’s finger swiped through her folds, gathering her cream. He didn’t touch her clit, and somehow that caused it to throb more. His touch to her anus had her trying to pull up, but Mitch’s fingers tightened in her hair, preventing her from moving. The thrill of their control inflamed her insatiability.
    “Have you ever been taken here?” Elliott asked.
    His question set her body ablaze, and when his finger pressed against her hole, an explosion of longing washed over her. No, she’d never been taken there. What would it feel like to have him claim her there? Would it hurt? Would it burn? His inquiry must have set Mitch’s appetite for satisfaction on high, because his fingers tightened in her hair while his thrusts sped up.
    “I think we’ll have to wait on that a while, at least until we loosen you up,” Elliott said. “Right now, I want to feel you surround my cock with your heat.”
    She wanted to