Page 14 of Taeja

Her eyes fluttered open to meet his. His eyes were dilated, darkened from lust. It felt like he was seeing through her soul.

“Good girl,” Damon praised, breaking the stare to look down between them. “You feel so good.”

“Don’t stop,” she said, her voice breathy.

Her answer awakened something in him. He maintained his hard thrusts, but they felt more full of passion. His head dipped and his lips latched onto the crook of her neck, marking her flawless skin. Every so often, he’d break away to whispernaughty comments in her ear, filling her with need and coaxing her orgasm closer.

Damon sensed she was near, so he stopped holding her hands so he could look down on her. Her heart raced as the growing pleasure rendered her senseless. Her muscles tensed as her walls tightened around him.

“Come for me, baby,” came Damon’s sexy drawl from above her.

With a scream of ecstasy, Taeja’s hips jerked, and she showered him with her release. Damon’s strokes slowed as she rode out the feeling, and when she descended, her entire body trembled.

Damon smirked. “Didn’t know your throat still worked.”

She chuckled, loosening her legs around him. “I can’t move.”

Damon slowly pulled out of her, leaving her empty. Now standing by the side of the bed, he said, “We’re not done with you.”

“What?” she stuttered.

“You know what to say if you want us to stop.”

Taeja kept quiet.

Damon smirked. He reached over and lifted her off the bed. He walked them to the small sofa that was nearby, and he laid down while she straddled him.

“Put it in,” Damon said, his hands on her waist while Taeja’s fingers wrapped around his dick.

He was still wet with her juices, so she took a moment to stroke his entire length. She loved the feel of his veins pressing against her palm. Licking her lips, Taeja rubbed the head along her pussy before she lowered onto him. A hushed moan escaped her mouth while Damon inhaled a sharp breath. Heat rushed to her center as she willed herself to relax around him. Her pussy had never been this stretched before. “You’re going to rip me open.”

Hearing footsteps, she looked over her shoulder to see Zain reenter the room. He was coming from the bathroom.

Taeja’s spirit soared. “I thought you left.”

Walking over, Zain stood at the side of the sofa and asked, “I couldn’t leave without fucking your mouth a second time.” Zain gripped his dick and gave her a pressing stare.

Licking her lips, she opened her mouth for him again. Zain’s fingers settled inher hair, holding her in place as he trailed his dick along her lips and left a tingle behind. His grip on her hair tightened as he buried his dick inside her mouth, making her choke. She clasped her thumb in her fist, wanting to take more of him without feeling like she’d die.

It didn’t work.

Zain was too big.

As if the men worked in sync, Damon thrust into her while Zain pummeled her mouth. When Zain went in, Damon pulled out. When Damon went in, Zain pulled out.

Damon’s tongue swirling around her hardened nipples was amazing, and she just couldn’t get enough of Zain’s taste on her tongue.

The feeling was euphoric. They made her sputter. Moan. Blackout once. Then twice. Her heart raced as the pleasure became immense.

She was so close to her orgasm, and Damon could tell. He released her breast to rub her clit. “Come for us, Taeja.”

His order had her choking on her orgasm. Ecstasy gripped every fiber of her being. She couldn’t scream because Zain came at the same time she did, flooding her mouth with cum and leaving her mouth with only one use — swallowing. Cum and spit leaked from the sides of her mouth, yet Zain didn’t pull out until she swallowed all that went down her throat.

Damon fucked her through her orgasm, and just when she couldn’t take anymore, he came in her, too.

Drained, she collapsed on Damon’s shoulder. A tired smile came on her face when he wrapped his arms around her waist and brushed away the hair that stuck to her forehead.

Damon placed a lingering kiss on her temple. “You’re perfect.”

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