Page 73 of Beautiful Sinners

With teeth bared, he pounds into me, my pussy convulsing around his shaft, my orgasm never-ending because he won’t allow it. It feels like I’m dying and being reborn at the same time.

“Look at me.”

His warm hand grips my throat, and my eyes fly open as I struggle to breathe. Hendrix’s face fills my spotty vision, but I don’t fight him. Seeing my acquiescence, he kisses me almost reverently until my mind and body start to float higher and higher toward another orgasm that feels bigger than the others.

“Good girl.”

The pressure around my neck eases, and I freefall back to earth on a whimper as I’m taken to the precipice of release, only to have it denied me.

I clutch at his chest, fingernails digging in. “Please,” I beg. My need to come is almost unbearable.

Hendrix rubs along my neck, soothing the burn his hand created. “You beg so prettily.”

His piercing drags along my tender walls when he pulls out, and I full-body shudder when he pushes back in. He sinks into me with his entire body, and I give my hands free rein to explore any part of him I can touch. Hard muscle, smooth, sweat-slicked skin, and a furnace of heat that burns my fingers as they roam.

I emit an embarrassing, high-pitched squeak when Hendrix suddenly rolls and flips our positions. His fingers bruise my hips when he grabs me and slams me down onto his cock. My head rocks back on my neck on a shout of “Yes!” when his piercing hits some unknown erogenous zone that has me seeing literal stars.

Following the instinctive demands of my body, I brace my hands on his firm chest and rock my hips.

“That’s it, firefly. Take your pleasure. Fucking own me with your pussy.”

That shouldn’t sound as hot as it does, but damn if I don’t love his dirty words.

Hendrix lets go of my waist to play with my breasts. My nipples are so sensitive, I jerk when he pinches them. He does it again, harder this time, watching me closely for my reaction. My body turns into a conduit where any stimulus travels directly to my clit and has me gasping.

“You feel that? The way your perfect cunt squeezes me.”

Oh, yeah. I absolutely feel it. It’s like being dipped in gunpowder, and he just lit the match.

“You going to come on my cock, dirty girl?”

My thighs burn with exertion as I ride him, hurdling toward blissful release. “Yes.”

“Not yet.”

What? No! Goddammit!

Before I can call him every crass name I can think of for denying me once again, arms band around me and lift me up.

“On your hands and knees, Red.”

I’m drunk on the giddiness that consumes me at Tristan’s voice. My only thought isfinally. The sexual tension between Tristan and me was instant from the moment I crashed into him in the back hall at the Bierkeller. Every time he’s touched me, every argument we’ve had and every time our stubbornness butted heads, has been foreplay leading up to this. I know how his mouth and hands feels on my body, but I won’t be complete until I know what it feels like to be fucked by him.

Hendrix stays where he lies, and I get a perfect view of his gorgeous, smirking face when I hover over him, trembling arms outstretched on either side of his head, knees straddling his midsection. I suck in a harsh breath when Tristan molds his wide palms over my ass, digging his thumbs into the crease, so close to that forbidden area.

Hendrix smiles up at me and blows me a kiss, but I’m too tense to smile back, all my attention focused on what Tristan is doing. I want them to claim me in every way a man can claim a woman, but I’m also a little terrified. This is all new to me. I’m not experienced like they are. I don’t know the rules or the expectations. I feel like I’m trying to run when I haven’t even learned how to crawl yet.

Hendrix raises up and kisses the apprehension from my face with feathery brushes of his lips.

“Breathe, baby.”

I release the torrent of air clogging my throat. “I’m scared,” I admit.

The hairs on Tristan’s legs and chest tickle my backside as his body conforms over mine, a blanket of warm, sexy man. He peppers the softest kisses down my spine, pausing every few inches to nip the skin.

“It’s going to feel so good when we’re both inside you, me taking your ass while Hen ravages your pussy. But tonight we just want to love you.”

I’m completely inundated with emotions that feel bigger than anything I’ve experienced.

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