Page 143 of They Break Beauty

Mason chuckled and played with my hair, brushing some stray strands out of my face. “Remarkable woman, aren’t you?”

Colt reached out and fingered my all-seeing eye pendant, smiling up at me.

Then he started rolling his hips and I threw my head back at the glorious sensation. Mason’s fingers trailed down my throat, over my breasts, feeling my soft flesh, then pinching my nipples and making me tremble with the sensations and bounce on Colt as my need skyrocketed and I succumbed to the heady intensity of it all.

I grabbed Mason’s cock and he grunted, instinctively drawing closer to me, wanting my touch. I stroked him, exploring his shaft, his tip, down to his balls. When I rolled them between my fingers then pinched them, his cock jerked and he groaned as pre-cum leaked from his tip.

Colt, keeping up the sensual roll of his hips, reached out and grasped Mason’s ass as I was teasing his cock and making him moan for me. Colt had me jolting as he reached between us and slicked his finger in my wetness. And then a thrill ran through me as he eased it into Mason’s ass.

“God,” I breathed, watching the erotic show as he thrust and twisted, making Mason’s cock jerk in my hold.

“That’s it, darlin’,” Colt uttered. “Let it all go.”

And he did.

Apparently, he’d been holding back, something Colt had recognized, because then a snarl came from him and he was fisting my hair, then shoving his cock into my mouth, and fucking my throat like a wild thing.

Yes!

It was hot and domineering and vicious.

And so fucking freeing.

Just what I’d wanted from them all, from being utterly consumed by them.

I rose to it, swallowing around his crown and watching with a thrill as he recognized that I didn’t have a gag reflex.

“Fuck me,” he growled. “Ungh, yeah.”

I felt heat at my back and then pressure at my hole a moment before two slicked fingers slid into my ass, making me jolt.

I tried to look over my shoulder, but I couldn’t because Mason kept my head held in a tight-fisted grip. “Uh uh. Just feel, dark angel.”

“Hell, yeah,” Colt said, leaning in and slicking his tongue all over my breasts, sending sharp sparks of pleasure through me when he rolled his stud over my nipples.

Mason cried out in rapture as I moaned around his shaft pumping in and out of my throat.

The fingers in my ass started to move and curl inside me, twisting and stretching me, the burn an exquisite addition to the over-stimulating pleasure.

When they suddenly left me, I whimpered.

Mason eased his cock from my mouth and grasped my throat. “Stick out your tongue.”

I just did it and he placed his cock there.

“Don’t lick. Just hold,” he commanded.

The degradation of it sent a thrill through me I hadn’t experienced in this sort of way before.

Massive pressure at my ass had me moving and Mason squeezed my throat in warning. “Be still. Hold.”

Colt’s hips stilled and then he was reaching down between us and teasing my clit, rolling, pinching and pulling, then spreading my wetness all over it.

Oh God, it was amazing.

And it had me relaxing enough that the pressure at my hole lessened and then Levi’s cock slipped through into my depths.

“Ungh,” I grunted.

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