Page 53 of Succumbed

Firm fingers trail along my shoulder, then Shane’s feet and legs come into view. I keep my gaze down, waiting. He grips my jaw, lifting my head to meet his gaze.

Shane stares down at me, his nostrils flaring as he takes in my naked body. His pupils are blown, but he’s still the picture of calm control.

“Linc, sit.”

I hear Linc move over to the cushioned armchair without question, following Shane’s order.

“In here, I’m in charge,” Shane says. “Do you understand?”

I nod.

“Speak up.”

My eyes flash to his. “Yes.”

He tilts his head to the side. It’s a predatory move, but I read the intent loud and clear.

“Yes, sir,” I correct myself.

There’s no praise from Shane like I’ve come to expect, to crave, from Linc. Just a cool, assessing gaze as he looks down at me. He reaches out and caresses my jaw, his large palm warm and his grip surprisingly gentle. I lean into his hand, my eyes fluttering closed as he lets out a soft sigh. It sounds like approval.

“What do you think, Linc?”

“She’s stunning. Never seen anyone look so breathtaking on their knees.”

Shane’s hand slips away with a lingering touch as he makes a soft noise that sounds like agreement, and I open my eyes to watch him step back and sit on the bench before me. His gaze slips to my breasts, lingering on my hardened nipples, then down to my thighs.

“She looks needy.”

Linc shifts off to my right, but I don’t look away from Shane.

“Needy and delicious.”

“Are you hungry, Linc?”

“Starving,” he growls.

Shane smirks as he reaches for the top button of his dress shirt, undoing it slowly before moving on to the next. “Lift that sexy ass off your heels and spread your knees.”

A shiver slips down my spine as I obey.

“Your dessert is waiting, brother.”

“Don’t have to tell me twice.”

I can see Linc rise to his feet out of the corner of my eye, then he’s looming behind me. He strokes a warm, firm hand down my side, but before I can turn and melt into him, Shane’s shirt gapes open and I see his bare chest for the first time. His toned, muscular, heavily tattooed chest. I gasp as he casually shrugs his shirt from his shoulders to reveal fully inked sleeves on both arms. Holy fucking hell, and I thought he couldn’t get any sexier.

Before I can comment, something brushes against my inner knees and I look down to find Linc’s face beneath me, that damn dimple taunting me as he grins.

“Sit down,” he rasps, as he runs his hands along my backside, kneading the flesh.

“Wha–um. What?” My eyes flash up to Shane’s as I try to process the inked Adonis in front of me while Linc’s warm breath fans right over my pussy.

“C’mon, beautiful. I don’t want to punish you right now, okay? Sit on my face, let me taste you.”

Shane raises an eyebrow, as though daring me to defy a direct order a second time. As much as I love Lincoln’s punishments, I want to see how they planned for this scene to play out. Something tells me I won’t be disappointed.

Holding Shane’s gaze while I lower myself onto Linc’s mouth is the single most erotic moment of my life thus far. As Linc’s tongue makes contact with my pussy, Shane’s eyes darken and we all let out collective groans of lust and desire. He stands as he watches Lincoln devour me, unbuttoning his slacks and letting the fly hang open. I can see the head of his cock peeking out from the waistband of his boxer briefs, and I bite my lip in anticipation.

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