Page 197 of Gathered Sparkle

Koen growls low in his throat while Nicholas and Ace both suck in sharp breaths.

“Jesus, Sparkle.” Sylus chuckles from his spot behind me. “Fucking stop mistreating your nipples like that!” His thumbs brush over the still-burning skin with a touch that’s somehow soothing and maddening all at once. “Better?”

A shiver runs through me as his thumbs circle slow, featherlight patterns. “Mmm…”

“Good,” he murmurs, leaning in until his lips brush my ear. “Because I’m not stopping until you’re trembling for me.”

Then Sylus makes quick work of my sweatpants with a little help from me before his hand slides down my stomach, his fingers teasing the waistband of my G-string.

A moan slips from my lips as he pushes the fabric aside, his fingers gliding through the wetness pooling between my thighs. He groans, his forehead pressing into the crook of my shoulder. “So ready for us, aren’t you?”

I nod, my breath hitching as he circles my clit with teasing precision. My hips roll instinctively, chasing the pressure, but he pulls back just enough to drive me wild. “Patience, baby.”

His other hand is still on my breast, his thumb brushing over my nipple, and my body arches into his touch, a helpless sound escaping me.

Sylus glances over at Ace, who’s watching us with intense, quiet hunger.

“Hey, Ric,” he drawls. “Think you could give me a hand here? Or rather,tongue?”

Ace’s eyes flick to mine, searching for permission. At the same time, Koen asks, “Color?”

“Green,” I pant out, my pulse pounding in anticipation.

Ace moves toward us, dropping to his knees in front of me. Then his hands slide up my thighs, and he hooks his fingers into the waistband of my G-string, pulling it off while his ice-blue eyes are intently on me.

Fuck.

“All right, Sparkle baby,” Sylus drawls as he puts my legs over his knees, spreading me wide. “Let’s show Ric how you like it.”

The retort is on the tip of my tongue, that Ace knew how I liked it long before Sylus, but the words dissolve into nothing as Ace moves in. His mouth replaces Sylus’s fingers with a confidence that steals my breath, the first stroke of his tongue over my clit sending a jolt of pleasure through me.

A gasp tears from my throat as my fingers curl into his hair, and Sylus’s arms tighten around me, holding me steady.

“Yeah, just like that, Ric,” he murmurs, his voice thick with approval. “A little slower now. Make her squirm.”

Ace follows his instructions to perfection, his tongue moving in slow strokes that make my toes curl. My body trembles as the pleasure builds, and Sylus’s fingers tweak my nipples, adding layers to the sensation until it’s as if I’m about to unravel.

“That’s it,” Sylus encourages. “Feel how she’s trembling? She’s close.”

Ace hums against me, and my hips jerk involuntarily, chasing that edge of bliss that teeters just out of reach. He nips at my clit, and I shatter, my body arching, a cry ripping from my throat as pleasure detonates through me.

Ace’s movements slow, but Sylus’s voice cuts through the haze. “Don’t stop. When she comes, that’s when you wrap your arms around her thighs and show no mercy.”

Ace does just that, grabbing my thighs and returning to me, merciless and thorough. His tongue and lips drag out every pulse and tremor until I’m a trembling mess in Sylus’s arms.

“Wait,” I whimper, weakly tugging at Ace’s hair. “Too much.”

Ace pulls back immediately, his eyes wide with concern, his lips glistening as he looks up at me. “Shit, you all right?”

Sylus chuckles softly, his hand brushing damp strands of hair from my face. “Oh, she’s more than all right. Sparkle doesn’t break that easily.”

I sag back against Sylus, my breaths still coming in shallow bursts, but the pounding in my chest is already steadying.

Ace rises to his feet, his thumb brushing over my cheek. “You’re sure you’re okay, Trouble?”

“More than okay.” I close my eyes and let out a soft laugh.

“Color?”

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