“Please, Xander.” She wanted him to know how much needed him.
“You can do better than that, Kitten. Beg him.”
Xander took his cock in his hand, touching it ever so slightly to her pussy.
Ach! It made her crazy. “Please Sir, fuck me with your cock” Xander closed his eyes, his pushing her thigh open. He pushed his cockshead against her pussy lips, and Harper cried out as his thick cock entered her.
He slid it in and out, slowly dragging it along every nerve ending she had, lighting her up with firey desire, making her need too big to ignore.
“Beautiful. Look how your hips come to meet his thrusts,” Logan whispered in her ear, his fingers taking her nipple between them.
“God!” Harper moaned, unable to hold it in.
“Does that feel good, Kitten? Do you need his cock?”
“Yes!” Her body folded forward, she grabbed the sheets as Logan devoured her lips. Xander hammered her. His power, his innate masculinity, blanketed her. Harper cried. Too intense. The relief loomed just out of reach, and she arched, frustrated. “No, not even,” Logan said, his hands under her head.
“Angel, you feel so good.”
Harper closed her eyes, her hips arching to meet his pounding thrust when he suddenly pulled out. Harper cried, twisting away at the absence.
“Please, Logan. Please, Xander,” she said.
“Please what?” Logan moved down the bed, positioning himself at her entrance “Please sirs, may I have an orgasm?”
Harper gasped. Logan’s cock glided in her… long strokes that she felt right by the entrance of her womb. And then Xander’s mouth covered her, his hand on her breast, his leg over hers. God, it was everything. Everything she had wanted and longed for and dreamed about.
She wanted to crawl out of her skin, the wicked sensations making her gasp. Then it was Xander’s cock, quickly pumping in and out. Logan’s hands on her nipples, pulling them, twisting them, made her scream. Xander withdrew. He slapped her breasts so hard the sound echoed in the room. “God, yes!”
Logan lifted her hips and plunged into her.
She felt so stretched, so aching. Her pussy walls clamped around his cock, sending her higher and higher. Logan drilled into her, her whole body aflame, in pleasure or torture, she couldn’t tell. Her head spun.
“Look how red your breasts are Angel. Look how you are nothing more than pure need. Need for us to take.” His hands came under her breasts and he pulled her sensitive nipples. “Come for us, now.” A burst of pleasure rolled over her, tears running down her face, her vision blurred.
“Harper!” Logan yelled her name as his orgasm claimed him. He leaned forward, keeping his weight off her, and kissed her, searing their joining.
She collapsed against Xander’s chest and reached for his cock with her fingers.
“I want you too,” she said.
“Being greedy, are we?” Xander said.
“Asking for what I need,” Harper said.
He gave her a small smile and shook his head. “What are we going to do with her, Logan?”
“Give her so many orgasms she can’t think.”
Again, as if they had always shared her, they switched places, Logan stroking her hair, as Xander settled himself on his biceps.
“You are so gorgeous, Angel. You mean the world to us.” Xander eased in his cock, right to his balls and stayed there for a moment.
Harper grabbed at thick, strong arms. Xander’s. Logan’s. Both.
“He’s a very patient man, Kitten,” Logan said, trailing his fingers along her jaw. “You’re going to take it.”
Xander closed his eyes. “She’s gushing, swamping with juice.”
