Page 65 of Power's Fall

Vadisk ran his fingers through her hair, pinching her earlobe between his finger and thumb in a way that was way more erotic than she might have expected.

She shifted slightly, using her grip on Vadisk’s dick to pull him closer.

He ran the back of his knuckles over her cheek, then stroked her lower lip with his thumb before using it to pull it down.

Dahlia took the head of his cock inside, her mouth stretched to its limit. Vadisk growled low in his chest, the sound so sexy, Dahlia moaned in response.

She continued to use her hand to stroke the base of his dick, aware there was no way she could take him all the way in. Deep throating wasn’t something she’d ever attempted, and she sure as hell wasn’t going to start with Vadisk’s monster cock.

Not that he seemed to mind. His hips shifting in time with her strokes, he murmured curses each time she hollowed out her cheeks, sucking harder.

“Fuck,Sonechko. You are so beautiful. So fucking beautiful.”

And while she was completely turned on by Vadisk’s praises, she could only give him fifty percent of her attention because Montana was distracting her in the best possible way.

His mouth should be registered as a lethal weapon because she’d never had a past lover so in tune to her body’s responses. And she’d slept with women. Somehow, the brilliant man knew exactly where to touch her and how much pressure or suction to use.

Her muffled cry rumbled over Vadisk’s cock when Montana pressed two fingers inside her, curling them and finding her G-spot in one pass.

One. Fucking. Pass. And he’d found the keys to her city.

“I don’t know what you’re doing, Montana, but keep it up. You’re driving our woman crazy,” Vadisk murmured, his voice thick, betraying his own arousal.

Montana took Vadisk’s advice, driving his fingers in and out, always including that crook of the fingers that had every nerve ending in her body exploding in unison.

“Mmm,” she mumbled, unable to speak with Vadisk’s dick in her mouth. Her grip closed tighter on the base, her strokes speeding up until her pace matched Montana’s.

She was seconds away from her orgasm and completely helpless to stop it. She wanted Vadisk there with her, and then she was going to pay Montana back a million times over for his service on her behalf.

Because…damn.

Vadisk’s breathing became labored. She looked up at him, his eyes locked on her mouth wrapped around his cock.

“I’m not going to last,” he warned her.

She gave him one tiny nod before doubling down.

True to his word, Vadisk came, jets of come coating the back of her throat as he muttered in Ukrainian. “Prekrasnyy. Anhel. Sonechko.”

She didn’t know what all the words were, but she didn’t need direct translations to know the impact she’d had on him.

It seemed to rival…

Dahlia threw her head back, Vadisk’s dick falling free. “Fuck! Jesus,” she gasped, when Montana sucked her clit into his mouth, his fingers curling, then scissoring.

Dahlia jerked hard as her body went supernova, her vision flashing bright white behind her closed eyes.

She felt Vadisk’s hand on the back of her head, supporting her neck as her back arched almost violently. The orgasm was so strong, it almost hurt as Montana drew it out, still using her clit against her, stroking it as he wrung out every drop of pleasure.

Dahlia remained there for several minutes, almost as if she was suspended, Vadisk cradling her head, Montana’s hands now gripping her upper legs, his thumbs rubbing comforting circles on her inner thighs.

When she finally opened her eyes, she had to blink several times before she could focus on them.

“You’re going to have to show me what you did to make her explode like that,” Vadisk said, smiling down at her and Montana.

Dahlia wasn’t sure she could survive this marriage if sex was always going to be that intense and powerful. God, she was shocked that orgasm hadn’t broken bones.

Rather than tell them that, she reached out to Montana, who’d risen from where he’d been sitting. It was obvious he thought they’d finished, even though his cock was still pitching one hell of a tent in his bathing suit.

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