Page 124 of Succumbed

“Hold her knees for him, yeah?” Linc suggests.

Declan spreads his knees, pushing my legs apart as Shane watches with ravenous eyes. When he stops, Declan reaches down to grip my inner knees and open me further. I’m on display for Shane, bare and dripping, wide open and completely at their mercy. Sighing, I feel all the tension seep from my body as I lean back against Declan’s bare chest, my head lolling on his shoulder.

“That’s right,” he croons in my ear. “I’ve got you.”

“Look at you, baby,” Shane murmurs, kneeling between our spread thighs.

Reaching out, Shane runs teasing fingertips along my calves, goosebumps rising in their wake.

“You’re soaking wet, Lex,” Linc groans, watching from the chair opposite. He’s lightly stroking his cock, eyes half closed and briefs pushed down his bulging thighs. “God, you’re so hot like that, all spread out and needy.”

“Isn’t she?” Shane bends and licks along my seam, his tongue barely delving between my lips before he draws back. “So fucking sweet, too.”

I whimper, my whole body reacting to the weighted stares of the three men surrounding me. Heat settles in my core, a slow fire building with every look, every touch. As I let out a shuddering breath, Shane takes my hand from my thigh, drawing it toward my pussy.

“Touch yourself,” he orders.

Closing my eyes and losing myself to the scene, I press a finger to my clit and gently swirl. My breath catches as pleasure explodes through me, nerve endings raw under their attention.

“Two fingers, all the way in.”

My channel is slick as I work two fingers inside, dropping my shoulder as I try to reach my G-spot. Just before I find a rhythm, Shane wraps his fingers around my wrist. I want to whine as I still and he pulls my hand back, my fingers slipping away.

“Let Declan taste you, gorgeous,” Linc rasps.

Oh, fuck me. My lips part as I reach up to do as he asked, twisting so I can watch Declan lean forward eagerly and suck my fingers into his mouth. His mouth is soft, wet, and blazing hot, more wetness gathering in my core as his tongue works me over. Those green eyes meet mine as he sucks noisily, a low rumble of approval vibrating his chest.

Before I can catch my breath, Shane leans forward and buries his face against me, sucking my clit into his mouth. Crying out, I arch back against Declan, my knees starting to close.

“Ah, ah,” Declan admonishes, gripping me tighter and wrenching me open even further. “Don’t you dare interrupt his feast.”

Panting, I look over to Linc. He’s watching with a hooded gaze, cock rock hard and weeping in his fist. Licking my lips, I close my eyes and shudder, overwhelmed with the desire rushing through me. Shane nips at my clit, then soothes it, winding me up with every swipe of his talented tongue.

As my orgasm builds, Declan leans down and sucks hard on the soft skin between my neck and shoulder. Gasping sharply, I writhe between them, the sensations working to build me up and make that peak more elusive at the same time.

“Needy, greedy thing,” Declan breathes against me. “Look at how you react to us, how you flush and whine. I bet you’re covering Shane’s face in your cum, aren’t you? Dirty little whore, so ready for us to fill your holes.”

“Oh god,” I moan. The mouths on these men, I swear.

“I bet you’re coating his tongue in your sweet taste, aren’t you? Gushing for your men.”

Shane growls in encouragement, the vibration making me twitch with pleasure. He teases two fingers along my pussy lips, stroking me, as he circles my clit with his tongue.

“If I let your knees go, will you keep yourself open for him?” Declan rasps.

“Yes, sir,” I manage, voice thready.

“Good girl,” Linc murmurs. “I’m watching, Lex. Don’t close those legs an inch.”

Declan tightens his grip on my knees before releasing them. He wraps one hand around my throat, the other dropping to pluck at my peaked nipple. I arch into the touch, straining against his hand, my pulse thundering in my ears. Shane slips two fingers into my pussy, stroking along my upper wall, finding my G-spot with ease. My orgasm swells as I tremble against Declan, teetering on the ledge.

“What’s going to push you over, huh?” he asks, twisting my nipple to the side, then tugging it forward. “Will it be Shane’s fingers in that tight cunt?”

Shane presses more firmly against me, circling his fingertips right where I need him.

“Will it be my hands on your perfect tits?”

He grips one breast firmly, kneading the flesh hard enough to bruise, as I moan.

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