Page 56 of Beautiful Revenge

Fuck,I need this.

I love the way Dylan has this ability to be soft and hard at the same time. It’s the perfect distraction. And Devon watching? So fucking hot.

I quickly strip down, moaning softly as my clit throbs, before bending over the end of the bed with my hands planted on the mattress.

“God, such a perfect sight to walk into,” Devon growls as they enter our bedroom.

“You like what you see, Dev?” I sass, looking over my shoulder at him.

He walks over to me and grips my hair, pulling me to stand and crashing his mouth to mine. I don’t even wait for his tongue to touch my lips before I open up for him, letting him devour me with every stroke.

I can hear Dylan stripping behind us, but I’m too caught up in the feel of Devon’s mouth on mine. His hand moves to the back of my neck and squeezes tightly while his thumb runs along my throat.

“I’ll never get tired of how fucking sexy you are, princess,” he says against my mouth before kissing me deeper until I’m a quivering mess.

“She is perfect. Isn’t she, brother?” Dylan says, moving behind my back and cupping my breasts in his hands.

“God,” I whimper, pulling away from Devon’s mouth as Dylan plays with my nipples, gently stroking them with the pads of his thumb.

“You’re going to let Dylan have fun with you while I watch. Aren’t you, baby?” Devon says with a smirk, and I nod.

“Yes. Fuck, yes.”

They both chuckle before Dev pulls away to sit in the reading chair by the bed, taking off his clothes and sitting down to stroke his cock.

I lick my lips, wanting to taste him so goddamn bad but knowing he won’t let me. Not right now, because right now is about me and Dylan.

“Eyes on me, Brie,” Dylan says gently, gripping my chin to turn me around so my front is to him before kissing me as he lowers me to the bed.

“Hi,” I whisper, smiling up at him. My heart melts as his smile burns into my soul. He’s so fucking beautiful it hurts sometimes, but only in the most loving ways.

“Hey, baby.” He leans down to kiss me gently, resting his body on top of me to run his fingers through my hair.

As he kisses me, he starts massaging my scalp, relaxing my mind until I’m moaning in contentment.

“Dyl, please?” I whisper against his mouth.

“What do you need? Tell me,” he whispers back, pulling away to kiss down my neck.

“Everything,” I moan when he drags his teeth over my collarbone.

“Hmm, that’s not very specific, Briar.” He licks back up my neck before taking my bottom lip between his teeth.

“Fuck,” I hiss, loving the slight throbbing pain when he releases me. “Taste me,” I pant. “Taste my pussy.”

He smiles as Devon chuckles darkly behind us.

“You heard our woman, brother. Taste her sweet pussy,” Devon orders, and Dylan rolls his eyes, making me giggle.

“Like I wasn’t going to do just as you asked,” he smarts off quietly before moving his hands from my hair.

He moves down my body, swiping his tongue over my nipple while his hand tweaks the other one before resting between my legs.

“Goddamn. So wet for me,” he groans, easing two fingers into me with no trouble.

“Yes!” I cry out as his tongue starts toying with my clit.

“Fuck!” Devon hisses, and my eyes snap over to him.

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