Page 167 of Hell and High Water

Another orgasm barrels through her before we’re done with her, then another.

There’s nothing like it in the entire universe, the sheer joy of making Hellena come, of finding new ways to torment her between, driving her to greater heights, only to tumble farther, rushing down to a screaming plunge of mind-shattering rapture.

A fever pitch of loving lust and dark desire drives the three of us, my sole focus making her feel. We’re coming undone in the fray, becoming one in our need for release and completion.

“I love you,” Hell hisses into my ear, then into Evan’s. “So much, so much. I need you both.”

“Anything for you…” I hear my voice beg, every fiber of me longing to fulfill her whim.

But it’s Evan that takes it to the next level.

He returns to the bed after sorting through my kit, positioning Hell on top of him, facing me. I kiss her again, watching over her shoulder as he pours lube at the base of her spine, letting the cool liquid trickle down. The look we share as he raises a gleaming, shiny metallic toy is fucking fire.

I’ve been attracted to guys before, but never Evan. In this moment, though, as he presses the tip of the plug against her, letting her get used to it, he’s so fucking sexy.

Because he’s making her go fucking nuts.

There’s no words. We all just react. Indulge.

Hell reaches down, guiding Evan into her entrance, and I watch his impressive length disappear inside her just as he pops the plug into her, a guttural hum of bliss rumbling her chest.

“Oh, fuck, I can’t–can’t take much more…”

“Yes, you can. You have to.” I grin, standing over her.

My hand slips into her hair, spearing into the glorious, lustrous mess and twining the strands around my fingers, tugging enough to make her mouth drop open. Her tongue flicks out, wetting her lips, a tiny nod telling me she’s ready.

I don’t bother being too gentle, thrusting into her mouth as Evan thrusts up into her. Hell swallows me whole, just like she takes him entirely, rolling her ass back onto him, bucking and arching her back, sawing along him and showing off the jewel to both of us as I look down the curve of her spine to that juicy ass.

My imagination wanders as I do.

One of these days, I’m going to take that toy out and it’ll be me filling her there while Gavin or Evan fills her center. Even better if it’s all three of us, taking her to a place she could never conceive of.

Because that’s all I want.

It’s my entire world now, making Hellena happy, pleasing her until she’s beyond satisfied.

I see it in his eyes too as Evan plows into her, rocking her back and forth over him. The rhythm pulls her back and pushes her forward, her lips gripped around my shaft with every rolling wave of their bodies.

The mounting static charge in the room is palpable, tingling over every inch of my body, through every muscle, vibrating me to my core. We’re all headed straight for that culminating apex, the unwinding that I so desperately need.

The slick silk of her lips, the inside of her cheeks, and the rougher pressure of her tongue along me intensify, Hell’s soft grunts increasing as she settles into a copier tempo, clapping back against Evan’s abs with her ample ass, the sound shoving me that much closer to coming.

“Hella, I’m gonna?—”

“Hellena!”

“TELL, EVAN, I’M?—”

Our words blend into one long, earth shattering cry.

An overload of electric shock runs from my tailbone up my spine, out into every limb and extremity, tingling into goosebumps all down my arms, my legs, my back, my chest. It feels like I just got hit with a fucking Taser.

Hellena sucks me down, taking every drop of my back-arching, leg-clenching, brain-melting climax. Stars explode behind my eyes as she takes me, takes Evan.

Our minds are one through the tumultuous avalanche thundering through her body, channeling every tremor and the pulse of our connecting through me, through Evan, an exquisite circuit of euphoric pleasure.

It rattles through the room, through my very soul for minutes, hours.

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