Page 16 of Beautiful Revenge

“Oh, I have a feeling killing is going to be a form of foreplay for the rest of our lives,” he says, sliding his hands into my pants, bypassing my underwear completely until his fingers come into contact with my slit.

“Oh, God,” I moan, his middle finger stroking my folds but refusing to touch the bundle of nerves we all know would set me off.

“The rest of our lives?” Dylan pulls back to look at his brother before turning back to me. “You want to continue hunting down all the bad guys, baby?” he whispers, leaning in to take my mouth with his.

His tongue pushes into my mouth with ease, moving against mine as Devon continues to play with my slickness.

“Please,” I beg against his lips, grinding my core into Devon’s hand as his fingers move farther down, rimming my entrance and promising me the bliss only they can bring me.

“Please to more killing?” Devon asks with a chuckle, biting down on my neck a little. “Or please get you off, princess? You’re going to need to be more specific,” he taunts, barely sliding the tip of his finger inside me before pulling it back out.

“BOTH! Oh, God, I want both!” I scream, and Dylan takes my breath away with another kiss, groaning into my mouth when my palm finds the hardness beneath his jeans.

“Oh, fuck, Brie. Don’t do that,” he hisses when I squeeze him a little as Devon plunges his finger inside me to the hilt.

“Ah!” I moan, reaching my other hand to palm Dev through his pants as well.

I love feeling them in my hands. Knowing I’m the only woman who ever gets to touch them is a heady drug, and I can’t wait to let them finally claim me the way we all want. For me to claim them as well.

“Dammit, Briar,” Devon hisses, adding a second finger and pumping in and out of me until my legs are shaking. “Let go of my dick before I cum, baby. I need to cum inside of you tonight, not in my goddamn pants,” he groans against my neck before pulling my lips away from Dylan.

Dyl chuckles against my ear until he’s sliding his hand into my pants with Devon’s. I’m momentarily worried they’re going to bust the front open, but that goes out the window the second his fingers join in with Devon’s.

“Fuck!” I scream, convulsing around them as they bring me to a mind blowing release, ravishing my mouth one after the other until I’m a panting and sated mess, melting into the backseat. “That was amazing,” I whisper, closing my eyes while they each kiss my neck, slowly removing their fingers.

“That was just the beginning, Briar. It’s almost time for the real fun to begin,” Devon says, his voice washing over me.

I open my eyes to see the darkness inside of him raging to the surface as he looks back at my house. He needs to be a part of this just as much as I do.

“You really want to do this with others?” Dylan asks quietly.

I swallow my emotions, turning my head to look at him. I’m always worried he’s going to hate this part of me, but he’s just watching me curiously. “Yes. I really do,” I whisper, and he nods.

A smirk comes over his face, and I watch as he pulls the fingers that were inside me a moment ago into his mouth.

Holy fuck, I can’t even. Nope.

Devon cackles beside me before holding his fingers to my mouth. I know what he wants, so without saying a word, I open my mouth to suck on his fingers, keeping my eyes on Dylan’s until he’s panting and groaning.

He pulls his fingers out of his mouth at the same time Dylan removes his from mine, then leans forward to kiss me. “I’m all in for you destroying monsters, Brie. I just don’t want you to destroy yourself in the process. We do this carefully, okay?” he asks, and I smile.

“I think that sounds perfect,” I agree with him.

“Alright, princess. You ready for this?” Devon chirps up from the other side of me.

I nod, moving to do my jeans back up with a smile on my face. “I’ve never been more ready. Let’s do this.”

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