Page 74 of Sanctuary (The Wanderers 1)

And Ledger… Jesus, his palm slid down from her lower back to her tight hole, and then he penetrated her with one finger, pushing in deep.

So much sensation. If Gatlin hadn’t been holding her up, she would’ve collapsed. It wasn’t that she didn’t have the energy to hold herself on all fours. She didn’t have the mental capacity. The stretch in her vagina was so amazing, but it had to compete with the fingers on her nipples, clit, and inside her tight hole.

She curled her fingertips into Jay’s pecs, panting with so much need that it felt overwhelming. She was almost afraid to come because she feared she would lose all ability to focus and collapse or pass out or embarrass herself in some fashion.

“So fucking sexy, baby,” Jay murmured.

She needed to come, and she tipped her head back as a deep moan left her lips. But Gatlin pulled out, and she cried out at the emptiness they’d subjected her to once again. “No… Please…”

Seconds later, Nile was in his spot, lining his shaft up with her and then easing in to take Gatlin’s place.

She whimpered. “Please…” She needed to come.

“Not yet, baby,” Jay soothed, one of his hands coming to her face. “Not yet.”

Not yet?Did he think she could stop herself from coming? “Jay…”

“I know, baby, but don’t come yet. Hold on to that feeling. Let Nile experience what it’s like to be inside you, and then Ledger will let you come.”

She moaned louder, gritting her teeth together as Nile eased in and out of her in his gentle way. “You feel so good, sweetheart. So good… So tight. So hot. So wet.”

She shivered. His words were only driving her higher. “Can’t…”

And then Nile was gone too, and Layla gasped at the loss. They kept driving her to the edge and then stopping. It was maddening and delicious at the same time, but she was about to lose her mind.

Ledger’s finger disappeared from inside her rear hole, and a few seconds ticked by. When she glanced toward him, she found him cleaning his hand on a cloth, and then his intense gaze was on hers.

She licked her lips, all four limbs trembling. She was desperate for release, and not at all sure she could remain in this position.

It turned out she didn’t have to. Everyone shifted around her, and then they all helped flip her onto her back.

Her body shook with need. Any modesty she might have had, had long since fled. She didn’t care that she was naked and spread open, that Ledger climbed between her legs and pushed her thighs wider. That he threaded his fingers with hers and planted them stretched above her head.

He hovered over her, his gaze so damn intense, while the other three stroked her body. She held Ledger’s stare though, so she couldn’t say who was twisting her left nipple or who was sucking the right or who was teasing her entrance.

It was impossible to imagine what sex would be like with one man since she’d never been alone with just one of them. She knew it would happen in the future, but for now, her entire repertoire of sexual experiences numbered two, and both included eight hands and four mouths.

Restless, she begged again. “Please…”

Ledger smiled at her. “I need a moment to look at you, princess, all flushed and needy and sexy as hell.”

She lifted her hips off the bed, begging with her body this time. Even the slightest contact with his erection would be better than this waiting. Her channel pulsed from repeated denial. It was more than she could bear. “Please, Ledger. I need to come.”

His lips came down to take hers, the action nudging someone’s head out from between them.

She was panting and wild with abandon when Ledger released her mouth. “Pinch her nipples harder,” he demanded.

She cried out, her head arching back when two sets of fingers did as he instructed. The pain shot straight to her pussy, driving her higher. “Ledger,” she screamed.

He dropped his hips and thrust into her, all the way to the hilt.

All the air left her lungs as she writhed beneath him, lifting her hips to force him deeper.

She could swear she heard his heart beating. Or maybe it was her own.

He adjusted his grip on her hands but continued to restrain her. The movement was a reminder that she was pinned to the bed though, and more blood raced to her clit. It felt swollen and sensitive as he ground the base of his erection into her.

Layla doubted Ledger was the sort of man to often lose control. He seemed more like the type who liked to be totally in control at all times, including and especially in bed. But this most dominant of her men moaned with pleasure, his body shaking as he rubbed his lips against hers.

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