Free Ruby by Ashlynn Monroe Page A

with him was a reaffirmation of life, and she wanted to live. She wanted to survive for these men. They were her oxygen and nourishment. She needed them. It was crazy, but she wanted both of them to take her. Together they made her complete. She was better because they were fucking—loving her. This healing magic of their cocks had filled an emptiness in her soul.
    It was strange being with just Sol, but she understood they couldn’t both pleasure her every time. Sol scooped her up in his arms and rolled over with her, kissing her. He tasted of something exotic. She wrapped her arms around his neck. Her emotions raged. Ruby’s body burned, and she pressed her mouth to his. The kiss seared her brain into a mushy mess.
    His fingers moved tenderly through her hair. His lips played on hers with a hunger that left her breathless. She wanted more. Ruby began pulling restlessly at his shirt. He laughed lightly as he let her help him out of the garment. His muscular chest, covered by sparse dark hair that curled slightly, invited uncontrollable fingers to skim through it. She’d no idea where the boldness came from, but it was there. He seemed to appreciate her curiosity and obvious desire. With groans and growls, he encouraged her to run her hands over his chest and back. She found so many scars of all shapes and sizes she lost count of them. Instead of detracting from his appearance, his marks of battle enhanced his manly perfection.
    Her cheeks felt red-hot as her gaze perused the man buffet laid out before her. His legs were very muscular and covered in dark hair. She hadn’t been in any shape to enjoy the sight of her men before, but now she was back to being herself. Sol must’ve sensed the change in her. He indulged her curiosity, but soon he was no longer lying back, letting her take in his naked form. Now he took the lead. He got to his knees and gazed at her intently. What she saw in his expression made her mouth go dry. His desire was evident in his expression.
    Taking his hand gently in hers, she placed it between her legs so his fingers brushed her body.
    “Sol, do you feel how hot I am for you, how wet? I want you inside me. I want to feel all of you in me.” His eyes blazed with golden light at her words. Then he brought her to him, kissing her with crushing force. His hot kiss ended all thought.
    Her body tingled as his hands ran over her skin. She heard him mutter, “Soft, sweet…” Then he trailed kisses over those same spots. He was tender, clearly holding back his need, to see to her pleasure. When his hot mouth found her nipple, she cried out, and she arched her back. He licked and nipped her breast in a deliciously wondrous rhythm that left Ruby panting and begging for more. When he stopped, she wanted to pull him back to her until his lips plundered her other breast. She wanted something more. He stirred her to a frenzy of need, and she wanted—no, needed—something. However, she wasn’t sure what or how to express the want of it to him.
    He began to kiss his way down her body until his hot breath warmed her belly button. His tongue flicked inside the little round orifice, and she shuddered with delight. Moving lower, he toyed with her clitoris. Sol swirled the little nub, and the rhythm brought her so close to the edge of orgasm she couldn’t stop panting. He nibbled her lightly. Ruby tumbled over the edge of her desire as she came. Crying out she felt her body spasm. She was made of pure need, and nothing mattered but her release.
    She struggled to catch her breath and lay back, awed and amazed at how wonderful it had been. He smiled in pure male satisfaction. Then he was hovering above her. Their gazes locked. He entered her swiftly.
    He began to move within her, slowly. Pleasure built and built until she shattered against him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his hips as they rode the waves of orgasm together and came, at last, to the finish, panting and sweaty, in each