Page 77 of Whispers and Warriors
“Fuck, Emma, just like that,” Bash rasped, eyes rolling back as she took him impossibly deeper. He could feel every slide, every crevice of her mouth and throat as she worked him with single-minded focus, even as her own pleasure mounted.
His gut tightened as his balls drew up even as she stroked them, warning of his coming release.
Faster than should have been possible, his climax started, his eyes starting to cloud over as a need to power drive into her mouth controlled him. His muscles flexed with the strain of holding back. He wanted to prolong this perfect moment, to revel in the wet heat of Emma’s greedy little mouth forever. But her ministrations were too skilled, too hungry. She sucked harder, head moving faster, driving him inexorably toward the precipice.
Emma moaned around Bash’s thick length, the vibrations drawing out a shudder, a low rumble building in his chest. His control was fraying fast, unraveling with every bob of her head, every swirl of her wicked tongue.
“Em, I’m gonna—” he choked out in warning, giving her curls a sharp tug.
But she sealed her lips around him and hummed, the message clear. She wanted to taste him, to drink down every drop he had to give. That knowledge pushed Bash over the edge. With a wordless shout, he erupted, thick ropes of seed jettingdown her waiting throat as he shuddered and twitched through the most intense orgasm of his life.
Emma swallowed around him, milking his spasming cock with her tongue until he was utterly spent. Only then did she release him, letting his softening shaft slip from her lips with a satisfied hum. Her green eyes glittered up at him, hazy with lust but also deep affection.
As Bash struggled to catch his breath, he marveled at the incredible woman who had stolen his heart so thoroughly. In a world gone mad, she was his anchor, his solace.
“Fuck, Emma,” Bash growled, head tipping back at the first slide of her hot mouth around his shaft. He had never told her, but Emma sucked him off like no woman ever had and he always worried he’d not be able to finish properly and let her down. Somehow, his cock still stayed, as if knowing that wasn’t entirely what he wanted.
Bash watched through hooded eyes as Emma’s talented mouth continued to work him, knowing he wasn’t fully spent, her wet heat engulfing him again and again. The sight of her flushed cheeks hollowing around his throbbing length was nearly his undoing. Electric pleasure zipped up his spine with every swirl and flick of her clever tongue.
“Wait,” Bash rasped, fisting a hand in Emma’s silky curls. Gently but firmly, he guided her off his aching erection with a wet pop.
She blinked up at him in confusion, kiss-swollen lips glistening obscenely.
“Liam,” he called to the other man, voice rough as gravel. “It’s time to share our girl.”
Liam met his gaze over Emma’s shoulder, blue eyes dark with understanding and matching hunger. With a groan, he gave a final, deep thrust into Emma’s clenching heat before reluctantlywithdrawing, making her whimper at the loss. “I’ve taken my turn.”
Switching positions in a graceful tangle of limbs, Liam settled against the headboard and arranged Emma so she leaned against his lap, strong thighs bracketing narrow hips. His thick length, slick with her arousal, nestled perfectly between them.
Bash leaned forward, his hands gripping her thighs and spreading her open for his hungry gaze. Her pretty pink folds glistened, still stretched from Liam’s possession and damn swollen with need.
Bash’s mouth watered.
But for now, he gripped the base of his shaft, notching the swollen head at her entrance. He could feel her trembling with anticipation, trying to press back and impale herself. Bash chuckled darkly. So greedy for them, their insatiable angel.
“Ready?” he murmured, nipping at the delicate skin behind her ear.
“Please,” she whispered, and it was the most fucking erotic thing he’d ever heard.
He slid under her, wanting to watch her come undone from her own thrusts as much as his.
With one smooth, deliberate thrust, Bash sheathed himself fully in her scorching heat. He cursed as her velvety walls rippled around his cock.
Liam’s arms tightened around her waist, pulling her back against his chest. He kissed a line up her neck, nipping and sucking at the sensitive skin as she moved between them.
Bash’s hands gripped her hips tightly, guiding her movements as he pounded into her relentlessly. He was aware of Chris beside him, of Emma reaching out to suck his cock the way she’d just done his, but Bash couldn’t focus on anything but finding a second release, something he didn’t think had ever happened for him.
Chris watchedthe erotic display before him with rapt attention, his arousal straining painfully against the confines of his pants. The sight of Emma sandwiched between Liam and Bash, her lithe body undulating in ecstasy as Bash drove into her with deep, powerful thrusts, was almost too much to bear. Heat coiled tightly in his gut, his breath coming in short, harsh pants as he palmed himself through the rough fabric.
He had been on edge for hours, the memory of Emma’s lush curves and breathy moans fueling his desire to a fever pitch. Watching her come apart so wantonly now, lost in the throes of passion with his best friends and brothers-in-arms, only intensified the ache. Chris knew if he didn’t find his own release soon, the throbbing pressure would surely kill him.
Desperate for friction, for any semblance of relief, he fumbled with his belt and zipper, shoving his pants down just enough to free his weeping erection. The cool air against his overheated skin made him hiss, but it was nothing compared to the searing need that consumed him.
As if sensing his desperation, Emma turned her lust-glazed eyes on him, pupils blown wide with want. She licked her kiss-swollen lips, gaze zeroing in on his impressive length bobbing heavily against his stomach. An unspoken invitation.
Chris’s heart hammered against his ribs as he moved to stand at the head of the bed, looming over the writhing tangle of limbs. He fisted his shaft, giving it a few rough pumps as he drank in the debauched sight of his lovers. Liam’s tanned skin glistened with sweat, muscles flexing as he held Emma close. Bash pistoned his hips relentlessly, grunting with each slap of flesh against flesh. And Emma... fuck, she was even more of a vision now. With her head thrown back in abandon, full breasts bouncing with every forceful thrust, pink lips parted around keening moans.
Emma’s tongue darted out to wet her lips again, a heady mix of desire and adoration shining in her eyes. Without hesitation, she leaned forward, bracing herself on Liam’s thighs, and wrapped her kiss-bruised lips around the flushed head of Chris’s erection.
