Page 155 of Dukes of Peril

She glances at Nicky over her shoulder, teeth raking over her swollen bottom lip. “Nick,” she says, the name emerging with an edge of desperation that has him springing forward. He curls over her for a barely coordinated kiss, their tongues meeting in the space between their clumsy lips. I’m so hypnotized by it–Nick kisses like he wants to fucking devour her–that I don’t see him dropping a hand between their bodies. I feel it though, his fingers brushing my cock as he gathers her slickness onto his fingertips. From the way his shoulder begins shifting, I’m guessing he’s using it to coat his cock.

His jaw tightens when he pulls away, voice a thick rumble. “Open her for me, Remy. I’m gonna need some space.”

I gather her up close, the feeling of her tits pressing against my chest making my balls tighten. With both hands, I pull her ass apart for him, watching the look on Nick’s face as I expose her hole. His eyebrows crouch low, something frantic crossing his features as he fists his cock.

If I’d thought my having first dibs on her ass might have taken the thrill out of it for him, then I was wrong. Right now, he looks like a man on the edge of getting everything he wants.

He doesn’t need to get it first.

He just needs to have it.

She stiffens at the sudden exposure, but I run my fingers down to her puckered ridge and tease the muscle, whispering, “It’s gonna feel so good with us both in there, baby. Nicky and I are gonna take care of you. You know that, don’t you?”

She melts at my words, opening for us like the petals of a flower. “I know you will.”

Nick’s knee presses on the couch just against my inner thigh, his large frame hovering over us. Sy is still behind me and we’re being pinned by two of the biggest, horniest fuckers in Forsyth. I feel it the instant Nick makes contact, her walls tightening up, a small, surprised sound escaping her throat.

“You need to let me in, LB,” he says, jaw tight. She can’t see him, but he’s straining to control himself, blue eyes fixed to her ass with a laser-like intensity.

I run my hands over her ass, gently massaging. “Relax. Just like we did before.”

“It’s so much pressure.” She exhales, but it doesn’t loosen her muscles. When she reaches out to clutch at Sy’s hand, still strangling the back of the couch, he crouches to meet her eyes, lips brushing over her knuckles.

“Bad pressure?” he asks, shooting Nicky a warning glance.

But she shakes her head, gulping in a hard breath. “No, it’s just… so much.”

Stroking my fingers through her hair, I turn my head to meet his gaze. “Give her your dick, Sy. It’ll help distract her.”

When he springs back up, his cock hard and heavy over the back of the couch, I tip her face toward it. “Take his dick, baby.”

She licks her bottom lip, and he gives her the tip. “Just suck on it,” he says, reaching out to stroke her hair. These two have some kind of mind-meld when it comes to Sy’s cock. All those nights of training him in self control, and now he’s the one coaching her.

I watch her mouth hungrily at the tip, lips stretched gorgeously when she takes him in. “That good?” I ask her.

Her eyes flutter closed. “Mmhmm.”

I feel her relax incrementally, all of her focus narrowed in on licking and suckling on Sy’s cock. He grips the base for her, but he’s good. He doesn’t fuck into her–not yet.

We gotta get Nicky inside first.

And he looks like he’s about to explode.

The tendons in his neck strain as he bows his head over her shoulders, panting. “I’m gonna try to–” I nod at him and he pushes in a little more, threading her slowly on his cock. She’s loosened, distracted by the taste of Sy. When she doesn’t resist, my boy looks me right in the eye, curls his fingers over the cut of her shoulder, and pushes in.

Now it’s my turn to seize up. I can feel every fucking inch of his dick as it fills her, crowding me up inside her pussy. “Holy shit,” I hiss, pushing the words through my clenched teeth. I see the same emotion I’m feeling cross Nick’s face, as if we’re the ones overwhelmed by the force of this. His jaw hardens the deeper he goes, the stony line of his brow collapsing in bliss.

For a blink of eternity, I think about the sky. I think of how when Vinny and I fuck, wefly. It’s always been that way with her, thrilling to the most extreme heights, and cataclysmic when we finally fall. But with Nicky and Sy, it’s different.

We’re not just a star and a moon, we’re a whole goddamn constellation.

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Sy

I lifta prayer in thanks for all those frustrating, humiliating, relentless hours Lavinia and I spent wrangling my cock into submission, because otherwise, I would have shot my load the second I felt her tongue. It’s one thing when she’s sucking me off, taking me in deep, but what she’s doing now…

There’s this thing she does with my swollen tip, licking just under the ridge and swirling the point of her tongue against it.

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