Free Spring Equinox: Celestial Seductions, Book 2 by Eden Bradley

palms. Rafael was still torturing her nipples, each pinch sending shards of pleasure knifing into her body. His mouth was on her neck, his tongue dancing over her skin. And she loved it, loved it all: Carlos’s hard, thrusting cock, Rafael’s mouth on her, his demanding fingers.
    She moved her hips in time with Carlos’s thrusts, taking him deep. Pleasure crested, surged through her, demanded that she come again soon. But she held back, wanting to come with Rafael this time. She waited, breath held, as Carlos’s big cock drove into her, over and over, fighting the pleasure. And when he came, shuddering, groaning, she smiled in triumph.
    He kissed her mouth, her belly, as he rolled off her.
    “You’re amazing, Isabel,” he said as he lay beside her on his back, panting. “Amazing.”
    “She is,” Rafael murmured. “But it’s my turn.”
    He shifted once more, slipping out from beneath her and turning her onto her stomach. He lowered his body over hers, one arm slipping around her waist. He leaned over her until she could feel his breath warm against her ear. “I want to take you from behind. I’ve been feeling your gorgeous ass against me all night. I want to feel it pressed against me as I fuck your pussy.”
    “Anything, Rafael.”
    She meant it. She would do anything for him right now.
    His arm tightened around her as he pulled her ass higher, spread her legs wider with his knees. Carlos reached for her, his hand on her cheek, pulling her face down to kiss her. She felt Rafael’s latex-covered cock at her entrance and surged into his body.
    “Ah, good girl, Isabella,” he said quietly, and his words sent a thrill through her.
    She was drenched, ready, wanting.
    In one smooth motion he was inside her. She gasped.
    “God, Rafael…”
    Then he was fucking her, one hard, pummeling thrust after another, as though he needed to fuck her harder than Carlos had. She didn’t mind. She wanted it, wanted him, deep inside her body. It was all too good—Rafael’s cock sliding in and out of her, pleasure thrumming in her pussy, reverberating through her. Carlos was holding her face in his hands, kissing her hard, his mouth wet and hot. When Rafael’s hand came around to pinch her clit, she came once more in a blinding flash. Lights blazed behind her closed eyes, pleasure a roar in her body—her sex, her breasts, her mind, until she couldn’t see, couldn’t think.
    Rafael kept pumping into her, driving her climax on.
    “Have to fuck you, Isabella. Fuck you hard. Yes…”
    He thrust hard, harder, nearly bruising her, and Carlos pulled away. It was just her and Rafael, their bodies fused by desire, a searing pleasure, and something deeper neither wanted to admit to.
    “I’m coming, Isabella…my Isabella. Ah…”
    Yes, yours.
    He tensed for one lovely moment, and she sensed his orgasm, suspended between them. Then she tightened the walls of her pussy, squeezing his cock. And he came, gasping, her name tumbling from his mouth in a low, guttural murmur.
    “Isabella, Isabella, Isabella…”
    Tears gathered behind her eyes. She didn’t understand why.
    His.
    How could she even think that? At this moment, with another man in bed with them?
    She didn’t regret it. But somehow, with Carlos there with them, she felt more than ever that she belonged with Rafael. Belonged to him. Absolutely inarguable now.
    Rafael moved off her and laid down, pulled her into his arms, kissed her face, over and over.
    They were both panting, still, covered in sweat.
    She felt the bed dip, and Carlos was there, dressed, one knee on the edge of the mattress. She hadn’t even been aware of him getting up.
    “I’ll leave you two,” he said quietly. “Thank you, Isabel, for a most amazing night.”
    “Carlos…”
    “No, it’s fine. I’m fine. Wonderful. You’re wonderful. But you’re his, aren’t you? I could see it the moment I saw the two of you together. Tonight was a gift.”
    “For me, too, Carlos,” she told him.
    He