Free Zoe's Blockade (Destiny's Trinities Book 5) by Tracy Cooper-Posey Page A

soaked and slippery clit.
    Just that light touch was enough to send a shudder of pleasure through her. She was starting to shake with it. She had to concentrate to slide her own hand the length of Declan’s cock, teasing the head with her fingers. Her heart gave an extra squeeze as he moaned and his pelvis thrust.
    Cole gripped the hem of her shirt with his other hand and pulled it up, until her bare breasts were revealed, the shirt rucked up over the top of the slope. She had small breasts, yet once Cole had found out how sensitive the nipples were, he rarely left them alone.
    Her nipples crinkled and tightened at the touch of the air and she let her head roll back against his shoulder as Cole caught a nipple between his fingers and teased. There seemed to be a single line of nerves between her breasts and her clit, a direct connection that made any touch of her nipples extraordinarily arousing. She could feel the slickness of her pussy, the throb of her clit and the growing need to be fucked as hard as possible.
    Cole lifted her off her feet, his hands around her waist. “Take her jeans,” he said, his voice low.
    Declan tugged on the hems and her jeans slithered off. Her socks were removed and then her panties.
    “Soaked,” Declan said, letting them sit on his fingers, then dropping them to the floor.
    Cole’s hands were pulling at the hem of her shirt again. This time, he drew it all the way off, while Declan watched, his dark eyes hot and brooding.
    Cole picked her up again, this time lifting her up in his arms. He carried her over to the bed and laid her on the cover. He slithered onto the bed beside her and rested his hand on her belly.
    “Declan, get your ass over here,” he said, his green eyes holding Zoe’s gaze.
    She shivered.
    Declan climbed onto the bed, on the other side from Cole. His cock jutted up from his thighs and Zoe couldn’t tear her gaze away.
    “Break the ice,” Cole said softly.
    “Finally,” Declan added. He moved between her thighs and Zoe’s heart tried to climb out of her chest when he picked up her knee and lifted her thigh, separating her legs.
    Then he leaned over her, resting on one arm so that barely any of his weight was on her. She felt his cock against the entrance to her pussy, which pulsed in response.
    “Look at me,” Declan said. His voice was strained.
    She met his gaze and that was when he pushed inside her. There was no resistance. She was so moist he slid all the way in and his pelvis kissed hers.
    Zoe tried to breathe. Her breath shook.
    Declan paused, studying her. “Wow….” He said it softly.
    “Now I think I’m the one who will come just from watching,” Cole murmured softly.
    Zoe glanced at him. He had pushed his pajama pants down his hips, exposing his rigid cock. He was stroking it and the sight of his shaft in his own big hand made her gasp again.
    “He always was a voyeur at heart,” Declan said. He pulled out of her, almost the full length of his cock, then speared her again, driving himself with a power that made him groan.
    Zoe tried to keep her eyes open. She wanted to watch all of it. She wanted to watch Cole and what he was doing to himself. She wanted to watch Declan’s body flexing over hers, the strain in his tendons as he fought to stave off his growing climax.
    The pleasure was too intense. She thought she might fall apart with the intensity of it. It was spiraling up…and up….
    She came with cry that tore at the back of her throat and for a heartbeat or two her hearing and sight faded under the power of the orgasm.
    Almost before she could catch her breath, Declan rolled onto his back, bringing her with him. It drove his stiff cock deeper inside her and she gasped again.
    Declan brushed the longer locks of her hair out of her eyes. “That’s better,” he said. He was breathing hard.
    “You didn’t come,” she whispered.
    “Not part of the agenda right now,” he said. “Hold still.” His hands settled on her