Page 142 of They Break Beauty

“Nuh uh,” Levi said. “Don’t retreat back into your repressive state. Keep it going.”

I eased from Levi’s hold and moved to the edge of the chair, eyeing him and asking pointedly, “You want to fuck me?”

He started at my brazenness.

I could see his resistance, conflicted about retreating into himself, versus taking a leap and actually breaking from his control and being free for at least a little while.

“Or is it Colton you’re needing?” I pushed carefully.

I could feel Levi and Colton looking on with bated breath.

The tension ramped up.

And then Mason’s eyes flamed and he growled back at me. “Both.”

My back hit the bed.

Three shadows fell over me.

Closing in.

Threatening me with erotic torment.

Promising me twisted depravity.

Offering me the freedom of it that I craved.

That we all craved.

“Worship our girl, boys,” I heard Levi say in the midst of the rustling of clothing being torn off and hitting the floor of Mason’s bedroom.

There was no build up this time, and I didn’t want it, I wanted to be consumed completely. I wanted them all consumed with me.

The three of them worked together to rip my clothes from my body.

“Fuck me,” I heard Mason say when I was bared to them. “Stunning.”

He was there then, taking me in a deep kiss. I opened and he thrust his tongue into my mouth.

I jolted when I felt another mouth on my breasts, sucking on my nipples, and I looked to see Colt there teasing me.

And then my thighs were spread wide and Levi dove between them, bringing out his animalistic side as he tortured my pussy with his lips, tongue, and teeth.

The overstimulation had me beside myself and I was thrashing on the bed within moments as pleasure built so quickly that I couldn’t get a handle on it.

It happened so fast with them all over me and my entire body lurched as I came with a shriek that pulled Mason’s mouth from mine.

As I basked in the slowly rescinding pleasure, I was lifted off my back, and then I was looking into Colt’s eyes as Levi and Mason lowered me onto his cock.

I cried out as he stretched me open, them making me take him balls deep until I was settled all the way down and sitting on his thighs, mine wrapped around his hips as he sat up against the headboard.

Colt was gritting his teeth and looking out at the guys. “Damn.”

“I know,” Levi said, smirking at me, knowing how it felt to sink into me.

He was there then stroking my back, particularly my tattoo. “All right, baby?”

I smiled out at him through hooded eyes, focused on the feel of Colt’s cock filling me so perfectly. “Perfect.”

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