Page 47 of Hard Ride

That possibility had Kyra eager for Van to take her again.She might be gluttonous, but at least she was honest when she whispered, “I have to have you again.”

“Me too.”Van crawled closer, kneeing her legs apart before he settled against her core.Ollie reached over and wrapped a hand around her thigh, widening Van’s workspace.

He grunted his thanks to Ollie before aligning their bodies.Kyra arched upward, trying to force him inside her, where he belonged.

He nipped her lower lip, then said, “Let me.”

“You like to be the boss, don’t you?”Kyra asked him, feeling powerful and naughty at the same time.

“Fuck, yes.”He leaned in farther and raked his teeth down her neck.“Don’t test me, Kyra.You might not like what you unleash.”

She turned her head and looked at Ollie, who was paying rapt attention to their exchange.His eyes were darker than usual, dilated, and not only because they’d drawn the curtains.Despite having just come himself, he was into their exchange, yet separate enough that she knew he’d keep a level head.It was that fact that allowed her to surrender completely to both her own and Van’s natures.

If she had any doubt they were on the same wavelength, as always, he snuggled up to her side, kissed her forehead, then murmured, “I’m here.I won’t let anything bad happen to you.Take what you want from him.”

Kyra’s wicked grin slashed across her face as she peeked up at Van, towering over her.“What will you do if I don’t obey your rules?”

Whatever he thought of must have been hot, because his cock stiffened enough that when he rocked against her again, he poked the barest bit inside.His and Ollie’s mingled fluids made it easier for him to fit this time.

She squeezed down on his cock, antagonizing him with the warm grip of her muscles along his shaft.It felt so good to hold him deep within her that it was a shock to her system when he pulled out in a single fast motion in order to flip her onto her stomach.

He pressed her face into the bedding with one hand as the other lifted her hips until her ass was raised in the air.Ollie took her hand, brushing his thumb over the back of it in soothing arcs.She knew if she clutched it tightly in fear or distress, he’d stop Van in an instant.

So she didn’t.

She let it happen, because it was what she had longed for.

“I’ll turn this ass bright red if that’s what you want.You don’t have to fight me to earn a spanking, though I think I owe you one for wandering around by yourself when we’re on the road and not telling me right away when you felt threatened.”Before Kyra could object, or confess to him about the new text message she was afraid could be from Number One, Van’s open hand landed on her ass with a smack that echoed around the interior of Ollie’s van.

Heat spread from where their skin had connected.She loved knowing it stung him every bit as much as her.Did it also turn him on?

Because she was wet and eagerly awaiting his return.

Kyra cried out, clearly more from pleasure than pain.So Van spanked her again and again.

Then, when it started to feel like it might be too much, he paused.The heat of his hand was replaced by the blunt tip of his cock tapping against her clit.

She moaned and clawed at the sheets, but no matter how she squirmed, he didn’t penetrate her as he kept riding the furrow of her flesh.Teasing her.

Kyra’s thighs trembled as she realized he was waiting for her to submit entirely so he could direct their lovemaking.Ollie whispered to her, “Yes, that’s right.Let him make it good for you.For us.All you have to do is enjoy what he’s giving you.”

“Exactly,” Van growled.

Ollie rubbed her stinging ass until the burn faded into something deep and desirable.

“Hold her, Ollie,” Van commanded.“Keep her still for me so I can fuck her well and make her come apart.”

Ollie looked to her for confirmation and she nodded.So he slipped beneath her, taking her arms and placing them behind her, her wrists crossed in the small of her back where he clasped them together and pinned them in place.

Her face was smooshed against his abdomen, as he rested his back against the wall of the van and stretched his legs out on either side of her, flanking Van’s knees.

The thought of them touching, even so platonically, as they teamed up to please her, had Kyra frantic to come again.She thought she might encourage them to pick up the pace if she stole some of Ollie’s cool rationality.So she angled her face until her lips nuzzled his semi-erect cock.

He groaned.It didn’t take much before he stiffened before her.

“You want to suck him?”Van asked.

Kyra hummed, unable to form coherent words any longer.

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