I glance back over my shoulder, ready to tell Wilder to keep going, but when I find his eyes, I discover they’re not focused on me, but Hendrix.
There’s something passing between them. Something I don’t like.
Something that’s making Wilder hold back.
“Fuck her, Rix,” he commands. “I want to hear her screaming again.”
He does as he’s told, his hips rutting up sharply, ensuring he hits me so deeply that the tingles of another orgasm begin.
You did ask for more…
With his fingers tangled in my hair, he drags my lips to his, his tongue fucking me as thoroughly as his dick.
“Wilder,” I gasp when Hendrix releases me. “Please. I need?—”
“Do it,” Rix demands.
I howl in delight when Wilder does as he’s told and pushes a finger inside me.
It’s tight. Weird. Uncomfortable.
But then, Hendrix thrusts again and everything becomes so much more intense.
My second release comes surging forward, and if it’s possible, this orgasm is even more powerful than the first.
I completely lose myself to it.
I’ve no idea how many seconds or minutes pass, but sometime later, I come to, still lying on Hendrix’s chest.
His cock is softening inside me, and there’s something cold that feels like it’s dripping down my ass. Not such a nice sensation.
“Welcome back,” Hendrix laughs when he finds me looking up at him. “Good?”
“I think I blacked out.”
“Of course you did. We took you to heaven, Rebel.”
I shake my head, unable to find the energy to comment on his awful line.
“Bath?” Hendrix asks, and I nod.
A bath sounds perfect.
34
NOELLE
Iwake suddenly with my heart pounding. My eyes pop open as I listen to what it might have been.
I may wake up with the sun every day, but that doesn’t mean I’m a light sleeper by any stretch. Once I’m out, nothing usually wakes me.
Hendrix is sound asleep before me, his soft snores filling the room, but as I listen, I realize he’s the only one.
Gently turning over, I search for Wilder.
Rix and I came to bed after our bath. I was exhausted, and he carried me in before snuggling up with me. I fell asleep safely in his arms with the memories of what we did vividly on repeat in my mind.
Concern nags at me until I have no choice but to roll out of bed and go in search.