Free Hunt, Delilah - Wyoming Triple Heat (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Delilah Hunt

waiting for her warm mouth to close over his cock. When her tongue swirled over the head and dipped into the dilated opening, lapping up his pre-cum, Logan growled and pulled on her hair.
    She looked at him with a glint of fear and excitement in her eyes. God in Heaven. He was going to burst with want.
    “All of it. Open your mouth and suck it.”
    “I can’t…” She bit her lips and stared at his cock in longing.
    Logan tightened his hand in her hair and drew her head back. “Suck it,” he ordered, gripping his shaft. “I mean it. This is what you agreed to.” He pushed his cock to her lips. “I can’t let you back out of it now. It’s much too late for that.” If she didn’t open her mouth, Logan knew he was going to come all over himself and her.
    Her lips parted, and without missing a beat, he thrust inside, closing his eyes at the ecstasy of his cock gliding over her wet tongue.
    “Accept me,” he groaned, pulling her head toward his groin. “Accept my…cock.”
    Logan felt the first draw of her warm mouth on his shaft. He loosened his fingers in her hair, lightly stroking. Lexie was sucking him and God help him if it wasn’t the best feeling in the world.
    “Like that. Just like that. You’re doing it so good, honey.” She suckled harder, all the while her soft fingers squeezed and rolled his balls.
    Logan closed his eyes and felt his knees go weak. “You have no idea how much I’ve wanted this. I’ve always wanted to know what it would feel like having you on your knees…worshiping my cock and gazing at me with those beautiful almond eyes.”
    A tiny mewl came from the back of her throat, and she pressed her hand onto his thigh, her gorgeous head bobbing and her mouth moving faster on his penis.
    The swollen tip of his cock hit the delicate palate of her throat, and Logan shouted, threading his fingers in her hair when she tried to take even more of his length inside. Impossible.
    “Lexie!”
    Her eyes widened, and Logan drew in a sharp breath at the rush of hot ejaculate spewing from his cockhead into her throat. His cock twitched and Logan jerked his hips, pumping into her face. God, but it was amazing to watch her throat working hard to swallow his thick load. She was amazing. Logan opened his mouth to tell her just that when he noticed the door being pushed wide open.

Chapter Nine

    Lexie glanced out the corner of her eyes, her mouth locked firmly around Logan’s enormous cock. Owen and Connor stood inside the office, backs to the door, and eyes widened. Logan’s hand stilled in her hair, stroking lightly as the last gushes of semen spurted from the broad head, wetting her throat.
    Her gaze met Owen’s feverish stare. He seemed unable to decide what fascinated him more, her eyes or her mouth moving up and down as Logan softened between her lips. Still, he appeared unfazed.
    Lexie, you’re a whore . A few minutes ago she had been in the living room curled up beside them, now she was on her knees with Logan withdrawing his penis from her mouth. Fearfully, she looked up at Connor, expecting to see censor, anger…hurt.
    “No wonder you hardly leave your office,” Owen exclaimed, shaking his head at Logan in amazement.
    Logan snorted. “It’s the first time.” He looked down and smiled. “But it won’t be the last, will it?”
    It wouldn’t. She had enjoyed it far too much. “It won’t,” she whispered, casting another hesitant look at Connor who had yet to say a word. What is he thinking?
    Connor blinked and strode away from the door. “Is Logan the only one who gets to come in your mouth?”
    A heavy weight lifted off her shoulders the moment she heard the sound of his huskily voiced question. She shook her head and glanced between him and Owen. “I think I’ve developed a taste for all things Kincaid.”
    Owen chuckled. “You mean you liked my brother’s cock and now you want more. Isn’t that right?”
    Lexie rose and walked over to the two men. “You were right.