Page 87 of Theirs to Corrupt

“You might want to answer him, Tessa,” Pax murmurs, his voice a low rumble as his fingers inch closer to my most intimate place.

“Both,” I admit, my voice barely a whisper. “From before and from just now.”

Link’s eyes darken, and he nods, a small smile playing on his lips. “Such honesty. That’s our good girl,” he praises.

His outrageous words send pleasure through me.

Pax’s fingers reach the apex of my thighs, and I gasp as he parts my folds, exposing me. I’m aching with need. He runs afinger along my slit, gathering my dampness, then brings it to his mouth, tasting me.

I whimper.

Pax wraps one arm around my waist to steady me while his other hand explores my pussy, spreading my wetness, circling my clit.

With each touch, pressure builds in my body.

Link stands and tucks my panties in his slacks’ pocket.

He comes around to stand in front of me, next to Pax, who moves to the side but doesn’t stop what he’s doing.

“You’re so wet for me, Tessa. For us,” he murmurs, his voice like steel wrapped in silk. “Is this what you want? Both of us touching you, fucking you?”

I nod, my breath coming in short gasps. Pax’s fingers are magical, dancing over my sensitive flesh, driving me wild. “Oh…”

Then he slides a finger inside me. In total pleasure, I whimper. “Yes,” I plead, my hips moving in time with Pax’s hand. Was it only earlier that I was speechless when Link demanded I beg? Now it seems so natural.

“Open your mouth,” Link demands.

When I do, he sticks his finger inside. “Get it wet.”

I swirl my tongue, doing as he says.

“That’s it. Very nice, little dove.”

Link eases his finger from my mouth and moves it between my legs. He can’t mean to…

Even while Pax is pleasuring me, Link eases inside me too, impossibly stretching and filling me.

I’m surrounded by them, consumed by their touches, their scent, their heat.

Pax and Link thrust in and out, their rhythms steady and relentless.

It’s all too much, and yet… Will I ever get enough of them?

I’m sucking in desperate gulps of air, my body coiling tighter with each stroke. “I’ve… I need…”

“Tell us,” Link demands.

Words fail me.

“To come?” Pax suggests, his voice low and sexy.

“Please.”

Link groans, a sensual, promising sound. “You’re perfect.”

Their movements, the way Pax presses harder against my clit… I thrust toward them, my orgasm building.

“Come for us, Tessa,” Link whispers in my ear, his voice commanding. “Let us see you fall apart.”

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