Page 159 of Burn Like An Angel

“The others,” I gasp.

“Trust me, we’ve heard about Raine’s sharing kink,” Xander murmurs back. “He’s discussed it at length with us.”

“Oh.”

He chuckles beneath me. “Surprised?”

“A little. Do you guys… erm, discuss what we do together?”

“No, never. But Raine wanted to broach the subject. I was surprised by how on-board Lennox was. He’s changed his tune, hasn’t he?”

That may have something to do with the mind-blowing sex we had during their interviews and the multiple times he’s made me shamelessly beg for an orgasm since. The man has a passion for edging.

“Want to test the theory?” Xander teases.

Simmering heat pools between my thighs, created by his hard cock pushing up into me. Each move makes my skin tightenand constrict. I feel like I want to tear myself apart just to get more friction.

“How?”

“You’re going to follow my instructions, little toy. Word for word.”

Hips surging upwards, his hard bulge meets my clit. It throbs beneath my panties, the thin cotton quickly becoming soaked.

“I want to watch them fuck you.” Xander’s lips touch my ear. “And I want you to keep your eyes on me when they fill you with their cocks.”

“Fuck, Xan.”

“You like the sound of that, don’t you?”

More warmth swirls through my veins. “Yes.”

“Go on, then. Wake Lennox up with your mouth. I know he’d like that.”

Releasing his arm, Xander pushes me away from him. I slide off the sofa to find my feet, drinking in his desire-laced gaze. He actually wants me to do this.

Fine. I’m not scared to take what I want.

Padding over to the other sofa, I kneel in front of Lennox. He’s asleep in an odd position, almost seated normally but with his head laid back and Raine’s head resting on his left leg.

I stroke a hand up his other leg, feeling each rigid muscle in his bulging quads and thighs. When Lennox stirs, I halt briefly, my eyes locked on his face. His breathing evens out, and I continue upwards.

Lifting Lennox’s shirt, I place featherlight kisses along his abdominals. My lips leave a light trail, causing his already firm bulge to grow. He’s sporting morning wood.

Easing the front of his sweats down, I splay a hand over his lower belly and use the other to rub his cock through his boxers. His huge length strains against the fabric, barely trapped inside.

“Are you staring at it?”

The quiet voice almost scares me until I realise it’s coming from Raine, his head resting inches from where my attention is focused. His eyes are still closed.

“No.”

“Then do as Xander asked, babe.”

“You really want to hear this?”

“Fuck yes, I do.”

I slip Lennox’s dick from his boxers, taking it in my hand. The thick steel fills my palm, hot and throbbing as a deep sound rumbles from his chest.

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