Page 44 of The Twins
“Not stopping,” Finn ground out by my ear as he pounded into my ass, shoving me onto Cillian with each wild thrust of his hips.
“Fuck!” Cillian gasped. “Yes.”
I toppled into ecstasy. Being so full of cock was blissful. Ecstasy. Blinding lights flashed, and my heart clattered. Powerful waves of bliss shook my spine, curling me against Finn’s chest.
He spurted in my ass, great waves of release that had him groaning long and loud.
Cillian stiffened, his cock turning to granite, then he came in several powerfully intense pulses.
For a moment it was as if we had become one. We were a mass of orgasmic pleasure, limbs, flesh, and wild beating hearts. My ears were full of gasps and moans and unholy praises. My ass and pussy spasmed and quivered and sent more waves of sensation winging through my pelvis.
“Oh…that was so…” I managed. “Fucking good.”
“You’re amazing,” Cillian said. “Like you were made for us.”
“Where have you been all of our lives?” Finn said breathlessly.
“Right here waiting for you,” I said and gave a breathless giggle. “Good job you found me.”
“And now we’re not letting you go.” Cillian kissed me.
Finn’s mouth trailed down my neck to my shoulder, and he reached to cup my right breast. “Not ever, that’s a promise.”
Chapter Ten
Cillian
As I showered and dressed, preparing to go to the gym, my body ached. A night with Rebecca had been quite the workout.
The woman was hot with a capital H, and she had some serious sexual energy going on. Damn it, she’d been up for double penetration without any hesitation. No having to work up to it, she’d taken us both, something we loved big time.
And then she’d curled up in my arms, Finn spooning behind her, and slept the way I knew she needed to after the fright she’d had with her stalker.
Bastard.
He was breathing his last breaths, that was for certain.
“Hey, you nearly done in there?” Finn banged on the bathroom door.
“Yeah, I’m done.” I flicked the lock and stepped out. The scent of bacon hit me.
“She’s cooking.”
“And she’s good at breakfast as well as dinner if that smell is anything to go by.” My stomach grumbled.
“Hell yeah.” Finn clasped my shoulder and grinned. “Won’t be long. And don’t forget, we’re sparring with two of the guys from Fist Pump this morning.”
“Ah, yeah, I remember. Should do us good, you know, with the fight coming up.”
“Yeah, we need to be on top form.”
“What we gonna do about Rebecca? Take her with us?”
“No choice. I don’t want her out of our sight, not until we find out exactly who this asshole is and take him out.”
“Okay, I’ll tell her.”
“Bro, if I were you I’d ask. She’s not the kind of woman who likes to be told what to do.”
