Page 40 of Taken By the Convicts
Her fingers wove through his hair, unable to do anything but ride the incredible wave that moved through her.
“Reeeeece,” she screamed as the orgasm ripped through her. The man slowed but never stopped while she rode the orgasm. He used his entire face, stimulating her until it became too much.
“Fuck me,” she begged. “Oh, please fuck me, and fuck me hard.”
Reece’s head popped up from between her thighs, his entire face glistening while sporting the most wicked smile. She almost laughed, except the way he crawled up her body, covering her with large hard muscles made her pussy clench. She needed him in her. Now.
He slid into her with one easy stroke, filling her. She wrapped her legs around him for purchase as she dug her fingers into his back. Each thrust pushed her into the steps, and she guessed he was restraining himself to keep from hurting her. He placed a hand behind her head, cushioning her against the hard cement.
“Thank you,” she whispered in his ear, not sure what she was thanking him for, only that she needed to. Everything about Reece was gentle, sweet, and perfect.
Reece shifted on the steps, changing the angle and driving himself deeper into her. She gasped as he struck a spot that sent waves of pleasure through her. Another orgasm struck, even as he continued thrusting into her. She felt light, dreamy as she opened her eyes.
“Zev!”
Dark eyes watched her, focused on her face as Reece continued thrusting into her.
Reece glanced to his right, spotting Zev, then captured her mouth with a kiss, distracting her. She threaded her hand through Reece’s hair, forgetting Zev until the man moaned.
She broke the kiss, unable to take her eyes off Zev as he unzipped his pants, releasing his hard cock. She couldn’t take her eyes off that gorgeous, thick cock and the way Zev’s hand worked it. What was it about the man that called to her?
While Reece buried his head in the crook of her neck and increased the pace of his thrusts, Zev stroked his cock in rhythm with Reece’s thrusts.
The grace of Zev’s hand sliding over his cock, while Reece moved within her mesmerized Melina. It was like watching musicians, each playing separate instruments whose chords melded seamlessly in the air. And she needed to feel—to be a part of—each note.
Thought played no part as Melina reached out to touch Zev. He raised a brow but moved up to her step and released his cock, letting it stand so close to her.
“Go ahead, precious. You know you want to.”
She did. She wanted to touch, to suck on Zev even as Reece’s cock filled her. She traced the tip of Zev’s cock with a single finger, watching it respond to her. Her finger glided down his full length.
Without a word, Zev took her hand and wrapped it around his cock. She pumped once, loving the contrast of soft, velvety skin against the hardness below, and she found herself pumping faster now, in rhythm with Reece thrusting into her.
Suddenly, garbled sounds burst from Reece as his body stilled and he released into her. Her hand clamped around Zev’s cock, squeezing tight, holding him as Reece’s body tightened around her, making her feel safe, whole, wanted.
Reece’s head lifted, and he frowned when he noticed her hand on Zev’s cock. Reece pulled her off the stairs, away from Zev, and sat her on his lap, her back to his chest.
Worry slammed into her. Melina twisted her head to look at Reece. “I messed up, didn’t I?” she said, trying to hold back the tears. She didn’t know what was normal anymore. Not after Namir. She cared about Reece too much to hurt him, and yet she’d touched Zev without asking Reece’s permission. “I should have asked you. Please don’t be mad at me.”
Reece’s eyebrows lifted in confusion. Then he kissed the back of her neck, quickly laying a trail of kisses down her back as he peeled her shirt off her. She sat completely naked on Reece’s lap, facing Zev who still had a raging hard-on.
Reece caressed her breasts, lulling her almost, but he never told Zev to leave. Then Reece placed his palm between her shoulder blades and pressed her forward.
“I take it we’re sharing,” Zev said, as he pushed his cock toward her face.
“Reece?” she asked, looking over her shoulder.
“You’re fine, Mel. He would have told me to leave by now if this were a problem,” Zev said as he stroked her cheek with the back of two fingers.
Reece’s finger went to her mouth, caressing her lips, teasing her, until she sucked in his finger, pulling him in as she’d pulled in his cock earlier. When his cock hardened beneath her ass, she closed her eyes, losing herself in Reece’s sweet touches. Then his finger pulled out of her mouth and the softest flesh pressed against her lips. She opened again for Reece, except what entered her mouth wasn’t his finger, but Zev’s cock. Thick, hard, and amazing.
Zev pumped his cock slightly, to which she started moving in earnest, sucking him in and listening to his sweet moans. As she found a rhythm, she lost herself in how perfect his cock felt in her mouth. That’s when she felt Reece slide into her from below, filling her.
“Let yourself go, precious,” Zev said, as she found herself bouncing up and down on Reece while swallowing Zev’s cock deep. It was the most twisted and erotic thing she’d ever done, but the rhythm, the feeling of being in sync with both men as their hands glided over her body, felt amazing.
Without warning, Zev’s cock exploded down her throat. His moans triggered her orgasm, her core clenching Reece’s cock. A warm stream of his cum spurted into her. She couldn’t move as the waves of pleasure rolled through her entire body.
She swallowed and wrapped her lips around Zev’s cock as he withdrew. She leaned back against Reece, his cock still pulsing inside her and her naked breasts on display as Reece tweaked and tugged her nipples, practically showing her off to Zev. It was as if Reece was telling Zev he could go now, that she was staying with Reece.
