Page 54 of Succumbed

Linc’s grip tightens on my hips as he pulls me down harder and presses his face up, spearing his tongue into my opening. I gasp and slump forward, wishing for something to hold on to. Shane shoves his slacks off and steps out of them, standing before me in his underwear. I look up to meet his gaze, and he smirks at me as he frees himself from his boxers. When I see what else he’s been hiding behind his business casual attire, I freeze.

Beneath me, Linc chuckles as though he knows exactly what’s happening, the vibration of the sound and soft gust of air from his breath making my pussy clench.

“Holy shit,” I breathe, staring at the four barbells winking from the underside of Shane’s hard cock. “You have a Jacob’s Ladder.”

“I do.”

“How does that…work?” I stammer, struggling to think straight between Linc’s talented tongue and the mouthwatering sight before me.

Shane chuckles as he lazily strokes his cock, fingers playing over the large balls on either end of each bar, teasing me. “Very well. It’s better without a condom, though.”

I blink. Context switching is hard. As though reading my mind, Linc backs off, teasing at my pussy lips instead of attacking my clit. He gives me enough reprieve to focus on something other than how fucking good it all feels.

“Better for who?”

“All of us.” The heat in his gaze could melt a glacier. “We have test results, if you want them. We’re both negative.”

Linc nips at me gently and soothes a hand over my hip and side.

“No pressure,” Shane murmurs. “It’s up to you.”

“I’m negative, too.” I press my eyes closed briefly, considering. Am I really going to break another rule? The answer’s inevitable. “And I have an IUD. Okay, yes. No condoms–”

I gasp, cutting myself off as Linc sucks my clit hard. I rock forward with pleasure, and Shane steps forward, suddenly right there.

“Hold onto me,” he commands. By his tone, I know we’re back in the scene.

My hands fly to his hips as I steady myself against the onslaught of pleasure caused by Linc’s tongue and teeth, my breathing ragged. As my air washes over his straining erection, his cock pulses, and I groan as my mouth waters. I want him on my tongue.

“Something you want, Lex?” Shane murmurs, threading a hand into my hair.

“Yes, sir,” I manage, nodding frantically through a soft whimper as Linc’s teeth graze my clit.

“Tell me.”

“I want you in my mouth.”

Shane’s grip moves to the back of my neck, tightening on my nape. “What does a good girl say?”

Linc circles my clit with his tongue, then sucks it roughly into his mouth as he palms my ass before firmly smacking one cheek.

Pleasure zips through me, my pulse thundering in my ears.

“Please,” I manage, thighs shaking as my orgasm dances ever closer.

“You hear that, Linc? Hear how polite she is, even when she’s hungry for my cock?”

“Mmmhmm,” Linc hums, his lips against that tight bundle of nerves.

I gasp at the vibration and my eyes roll back as Shane’s cock taps against my lips.

“Go on then. Be our good little slut and suck my cock while you ride Linc’s face.”

Our. Good. Little. Slut. A whole body shiver grips me as I open my mouth and greedily do as he asks, my fingers tightening on Shane’s hips to steady myself. That commanding hand on my neck remains, grip sharp enough to edge the line between pleasure and pain to drive me wild.

I’m torn between the desire to make him feel good and the pleasure blossoming between my legs, Linc’s relentless focus on getting me over that peak severely distracting. I gag around Shane as I try to gasp when Linc’s teeth scrape my clit again. He licks long, broad strokes up my pussy as I recover, fisting the base of Shane’s cock and hollowing my cheeks around as much of him as I can.

Shane groans in satisfaction, his hips thrusting slightly as his cock twitches in my mouth. The musky, male scent of him invades my senses, heightening my lust. As much as I love being between them, I’m desperate for more, so ready to be filled.

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