Page 77 of Reckless: Collision

Four male laughs surround me as I whimper at the loss.

“Twenty-six seconds.” Jinx sounds far too pleased. “That’s a new record.”

Something hot and possessive coils in my stomach—not at him stopping, but at the implication. If he’s this good, how many others has he practiced on? And how quickly can I eliminate them all?

“Is that a note of jealousy?” Theo’s voice swims into focus, far too knowing.

Am I crying? Because it feels like I might be crying and that’s just embarrassing.

Those were the best twenty-six seconds of my life. I roll my hips in answer since these assholes still have me gagged.

“It is.” The answer comes from Ryker, and he doesn’t sound angry. No, he sounds intrigued. Interested in a way that makes my core clench.

“Told you he had the best tongue.” Jinx says with unholy glee.

Finn’s mouth closes over my clit again, and holy fuck—he sucks. He actually sucks until every drop of blood in my body obeys his command, my clit pulsing frantically beneath his tongue. My back bows and I’m about to?—

“Stop.” Ryker’s command cracks through the air.

I am definitely crying now. Shaking and desperate and ready to commit murder if someone doesn’t let me come or fuck me right this second.

“Ready to talk?” Theo sing-songs.

And that’s when I get it. Really get it. They’re torturing me until I confess, using pleasure like the most exquisite form of interrogation.

Well, I’m a fucking pro at withstanding torture.

“That was sixteen seconds.” Jinx twists one of my nipples and the moan that leaves me comes from somewhere primal, somewhere beyond conscious thought.

“She’s so fucking wet.” Finn groans, his fingers sliding through my folds. “Fuck, it’s been so long since I’ve tasted a woman.”

“Come here.” Theo demands, and from the corner of my eye I catch them kissing, sharing my taste between them.

“Nope.” Jinx pushes me down so I can’t watch. “Good little betas get to see their men kissing. And you’ve been naughty, haven’t you?”

Something possesses me to nod. Maybe it’s desperation. Maybe it’s the way they’re all focused on me like I’m the most fascinating code they’ve ever tried to crack.

“See? You can tell the truth.” Jinx twists my nipple again, and fuck if I’m not going to come just from this. “Finn.”

His mouth returns, but this isn’t the precise attack from before. No, this is torture of a different kind—his tongue lapping everywhere except where I need him. Around my entrance, through my folds, gathering every drop of arousal like he’s mapping me for future reference.

I moan my frustration against the gag.

“Think she’s willing to talk?” Theo’s voice carries dark promise.

Never.

“Not yet.” Ryker’s answer surprises me. “Make her burn, Finn.”

That skilled mouth does exactly that. His tongue traces from my asshole to my clit in one devastating stroke. It’s dirty. It’s raw. It’s exactly what I need to?—

“Stop.” Ryker barks the command.

“Ten seconds.” Jinx sounds delighted. “This is amazing. I wonder how long we can keep this up.”

I try to kick him but they anticipate me.

“Oh no, baby girl.” Theo grips one thigh while Jinx mirrors him on the other. “You don’t get to lash out and run this time.”

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