Page 59 of Beautiful Revenge

“Our good little slut,” Devon growls, pulling back enough to let me breathe for a second before sliding his shaft down my throat again.

I’m seconds away from cumming, and Dylan knows that because he pulls out, making me whimper at the loss of him.

“Patience, babe. I want to taste your climax before I fuck another one out of you,” he says sweetly, before kneeling behind me.

The second his mouth touches me, I moan around Devon. “Shit. Fuck,” he hisses. “I’m going to fuck this throat now, Briar. If you don’t want that, say something when I pull back,” he demands before withdrawing from me.

“Do it. Use me,” I rasp, and he groans, stroking his hand up and down his cock.

“I fucking love you, babe. You know that, right?” he bends down to look me in the eye.

“I love you too, Devon. I love you both.” I smile at him and see his shoulders relax.

“I just don’t want you to feel like you’re running from your own thoughts in some way, Brie,” he whispers, and I nod, my eyes filling with tears.

“I know. I know, and I love you both so much,” I say, moaning when Dylan nips my clit with his teeth.

“I love everything about you, Briar.” He kisses my clit before flattening his tongue against it. “Cum for me, baby. We’ve got you,” he says before moving up and pushing his tongue into my entrance.

“Ohhh,” I moan, moving my hips back against him and reaching for Devon. “I’m not going to break, Dev. I know you love me. Now stop being a goddamn pussy, and use me,” I growl, making Dylan chuckle.

“Your wish is my command, babe.” Devon grips both sides of my hair, guiding me back to his cock before thrusting home in my throat.

“Ah!” I scream around him, gagging as he starts using my throat for his own pleasure, completely holding my head still.

“Fuck. Fuck, get her there, brother. I’m about to cum,” he hisses, pumping his hips against my chin as I take him as deep as I can before he pushes deeper.

He’s coming down my throat as he presses my face against his abdomen, cutting off my air supply completely just as Dylan sucks on my clit. I explode, screaming around Devon as he pulls back. My breath slams into my lungs, sending my climax to new heights.

“God, that’s beautiful,” Devon praises, completely out of breath. I barely register what he’s said before Dylan pushes back inside of me from behind, triggering another wave of pleasure until I’m pulling his release from him.

“Yes, baby. Hell, yes,” he groans, leaning to kiss my shoulder as he stills, filling me up.

I’m barely coherent, still flying high from the pleasure. Even after my body starts to come down and I collapse on the bed, I’m in a state of pure bliss mentally.

“Hey, sleepyhead,” Dylan whispers, adjusting my body so I’m lying on his chest. I feel something warm on my thighs and pussy, but it feels so good.

“Just cleaning you up, babe,” I hear Devon say.

I’m not sure how long he’s gone for before he climbs into the bed with us, but I know I’m happy and content to just lie here between them.

“Sleep, Brie,” Dylan whispers.

“Yeah. Because tomorrow, we’re going to plan another kill,” Devon adds, his voice filled with glee.

I huff out a laugh and fall asleep to the sound of Dylan’s beating heart, forgetting the stress of the world.