Free Possess Me by R.G. Alexander Page B

it. Rousseau was licking her skin, tasting the rum he’d drawn on her flesh. She arched against his mouth.
    He reached for something beside her, and then a different, cooler liquid poured between the cheeks of her ass. Strong, callused fingers rubbed it in, and then his thumb pressed against her once more. But gently. Hesitantly.
    Allegra raised her head to look over her shoulder at Rousseau struggling against the Loa once more. He’d bitten his lip so hard it was bleeding. His struggle for restraint was clear for her to see as he watched her with Ben. But if they wanted to please her, he had to stop holding back his own passions. And she knew just what to do.
    “I want you to fuck me, Rousseau. Any way you want. Any way Bone Daddy wants.”
    His voice was guttural. “You’ve never been taken this way. We have to go slow. You need to be prepared.”
    She smiled into eyes that were momentarily hazel. “If you go slow I may kill you. You’d never hurt me. Either of you.” She repeated the words she’d heard earlier. “Don’t think, Celestin ‘Bone Daddy’ Rousseau. Just feel.”
    The golden glow returned and his eyes narrowed. “No more outs, cher . I won’t hold back. It’s not in my nature.”
    She knew. God help her, she knew.
    Ben’s fist tightened on her hair and she turned back toward his approving expression, bending down to take him in her mouth once more, breathing deeply to calm her racing heart.
    Allegra closed her eyes, her senses on overload. The taste of honey rum and Ben filled her mouth. The feeling of Rousseau behind her, his massive erection sliding between the cheeks of her ass, the lube he’d applied coating him as well.
    He spread her cheeks apart with his hot hands, the tip of his cock pushing slowly inside, stretching her. Despite his warning, he took his time.
    “Ahh.” The pressure was intense, but so was her arousal.
    The intimacy of the moment was startling. She hadn’t expected it. Hadn’t expected her emotions to be in such turmoil. She wanted to pull away, or push closer. She wanted to cry, to beg him to speed up, to take her hard and fast.
    “Sweet Allegra. Warrior queen. Yes . Open for me. Take everything.” One hand gripped her hip, while the other slid up her spine to hold her shoulder, pulling her back toward him. Allegra cried out around Ben’s shaft, feeling impaled as Rousseau filled her completely. She wasn’t the warrior he thought she was. She wasn’t sure she could take much more.
    “You are, cher . And it will never be enough.” His rough rasp scraped over her flesh, the need in his voice twisting her heart. And then she couldn’t think, could only feel as he began to pump his hips against her.
    Her body felt stretched out, hyper-aware, her nerves strung tight. Light burst behind her eyes at the painful pleasure. Shallow thrusts grew to deep, powering drives inside her, his tightening grip the only thing keeping her grounded.
    She sucked Ben’s cock deeper into her mouth, feeling him hit the back of her throat, his moan mingling with hers. With Bone Daddy’s.
    Ben’s free hand reached down to pluck at her nipples, squeezing the sensitive tips hard, the way she loved it. She slipped her fingers between her thighs, thrusting two inside her sex, feeling Rousseau’s cock on the other side of the thin barrier. She pressed against it.
    “No, cher . Mercy, please , you mustn’t—”
    “Yeah, baby. Fuck, I’m gonna come.”
    Ben’s cry of passion mixed with Rousseau’s agonized plea, both sounding like white noise to Allegra as the lightning struck her body again. She sensed the energy arc between the three of them, as though she were the conduit of pure, unadulterated bliss.
    Rousseau’s hands burned into her flesh. He began to pull out of her just as Ben pulled her head away from his cock, his own fist pumping once, then twice before he came in his hand.
    Allegra only had time for a moment’s regret for not getting to taste him. In the blink of an