Tags:
Romance,
Sex,
BDSM,
romantic suspense,
submission,
Erotic Romance,
menage,
spanking,
menage a trois,
dominance,
master
aftershocks. Cole got to his knees. Burke looked up, his stare locking on hers.
“That was delicious, sweetheart.” He pushed up and started to undress.
Jessa watched him. Burke stripped out of his pants. His cock jutted from the V of his thighs. It was big and intimidating, just like the man himself, reaching almost to his navel. She couldn’t take her eyes off the graceful lines and plum-shaped head. What would he taste like? Pearly pre-come seeped from the head.
“I need you, baby.” Cole’s voice was deep and honest.
Desire was stamped on his face, and she could tell this was more than just needing her body. He needed her . Whatever insane feelings had overtaken her heart, that expression said she wasn’t alone. She was the only one he wanted. Jessa held her arms out, welcoming him.
“Lift up, sweetheart. I want to be a part of this.” Burke helped her sit up, then slid in behind her, his body half under hers. He wrapped her in his arms.
Cole tore open a condom and began working it over his cock, his hands shaking.
“He wants you. He wants you so bad, sweetheart,” Burke whispered in her ear. “He’s never wanted anyone like he wants you. You know how I know? Because I feel the same way. We’re crazy about you.”
She let her head roll back, finding a place in the crook of his neck. His words both soothed and aroused her. His breath played over her skin. His palm cradled her breast.
Cole’s eyes glittered a dark, fathomless blue as he gripped her thighs, cock just barely touching her pussy. “There’s no going back from here.”
She nodded, her gaze tangled in his. “I don’t want to go back.”
“Then you’re ours now.” He thrust up, joining them in a single, smooth move. Her recent orgasm had made her folds soft and swollen. Jessa cried out at the tearing pain as he broke through her barrier and kept sinking deeper. Then the pain faded, replaced by a foreign, delicious fullness that grew with each second.
“You feel so good.” Cole groaned and thrust into her with slow, short strokes. An inch in and then out. Another inch, burning, unstoppable. He fucked her carefully, moving in and out, giving her time to take him comfortably. She welcomed the burn. He was so big, stretching her relentlessly and making her writhe.
Burke’s hands cupped her breasts as he whispered, “Take all of him. Yes, that’s beautiful, sweetheart. So fucking beautiful. You’ll take me next, and I’ll sink so deep…”
Jessa let her hands find Cole’s back. His skin was hot, smooth, bunched with muscles as he invaded her, his strokes burning and filling her, becoming more and more urgent. Burke pressed kisses along her neck. She was surrounded by them, every inch of space taken up with their feel and scent.
She belonged to them.
Cole picked up the pace, his face contorting as he worked over her. “You feel so damn good, baby. So tight. So…ours.”
Burke’s hand slipped between them and pinched at her clit. Cole thrust faster, hitting some place deep inside. The kind of pleasure they’d given her with their mouths built all over again, but deeper, more demanding. Jessa whimpered and wrapped her legs around Cole, rushing up to meet his thrusts. She gave herself to him completely.
“That’s right,” Cole said on a groan. “Give it to us. Come, baby. Let us have it.”
“I can hear you panting,” Burke whispered. “Feel your rapid heartbeat. Your whole body is tensing. Come, sweetheart. Cole won’t resist joining you. You’re too sweet.”
Burke rubbed her clit with every low word he spoke, and she exploded, pleasure wracking her. Cole held her hips, driving in with hard thrusts, teeth bared, as he came. He called out her name and shoved in as deeply as he could, as though he wanted to fuse them together. His body shook then fell against hers.
She was pressed between them, Burke’s arms wrapped around her, Cole’s head buried in her neck. She moaned, feeling absolutely exhausted—and