Page 87 of Of Beasts and Power


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“So flexible…” he teased, claiming my lips.

André’s attention shifted to my breasts, playing with my nipples while massaging my ass cheek—their combined attention pulled new moans out of me.

When my eyes opened again, my gaze honed in on Hannes. He was leisurely stroking himself while resting against the door frame, his tight grip twisting around his thick head. He seemed perfectly happy watching us, enjoying the rise of his pleasure as he witnessed mine.

Again, I almost cried.

Why did I want him so badly?

“He’s so perfect… please bend over.”

A smile flitted over his lips, but Hannes didn’t let it flourish. Instead, he stroked his wide shaft and squeezed the length of it from the base to his wide head for me, beautiful beads of desire gathering at his tip.

Dante’s fingers slid out of me, teasing my throbbing center with a slight pinch before his heated head pressed against my center, snapping my attention back to him.

“Yes,” I panted, cradling his face as I kissed him. “I need you.”

The most wonderful rush coursed through me when he slid inside me, thrusting his head slowly a few times. He loved doingthat. Then he slowly became mine, sliding in as if he was feeling every single inch of our bodies together far more than any other time.

A languid moan ripped from me with his careful intention, while André kissed his way up my neck to my ear. “Do you want me in your ass?”

“Holy fuck, yes!”

For a moment I wished Star could speak through me because I couldn’t even answer. I just nodded yes.

My hands gripped Dante’s and André’s shoulders as I prepared for both of them, remembering how delicious it had been. This time, however, I wanted all of him.

“Give me all of you…” I managed to whisper between the moans Dante pulled from me. He felt so good when he incited me with each stroke.

André’s mouth closed over mine, kissing me with more urgency just as his fingertip began to tease and massage the tight spot. The gesture sent a brand new rush of pleasure and need straight to my center.

Dante slipped out of me.

No!

Barely able to reason, I gripped his shaft swiftly, stroking him and keeping him close like I feared he would leave me. Smiling, Dante claimed my lips, and I felt them move in unison, adjusting our bodies slightly before André pushed through my entrance.

Holy mother of sex.

He went all in, so deep that he stroked that hidden spot only he could reach, and my mouth opened in a silent gasp. Pressing against my core, he thrust a few times sending me higher before slipping out, and then his head pressed against my asshole.

A tattered sound ripped from my throat when he slowly pushed into me, and my ass welcomed the wonderful feeling of his throbbing hardness.

Indescribable sounds came out of me, but I didn’t even care, the ecstasy exploding through me when Dante slid into my entrance again, and they both began to take turns thrusting inside me in a perfect rhythm was all I could handle.

For several moments, I got lost in the endless sea of our passion, its waves rocking my entire world. I only came out for air when I remembered Hannes was there, watching us.

Forcing my eyes open as grunts and moans of raw pleasure escaped Dante and André with each thrust, my dazed eyes found Hannes.

I realized the guys had shifted our bodies to give him the perfect view.

His penis was hard and stunningly flushed from his firm stroking while his other hand massaged his balls, and I wanted nothing more than to be the one pleasing Hannes right now.

Amidst this dance of desire, I wished I could take a picture of him like this. Not his body, but of his face. Capture the look of satisfaction, adoration, and utter longing all mixed into one while he watched us.

The corded muscles of his jaw flexed with each stroke of his hand, veins straining along his neck, wide shoulders, and chest, making me want to lick them all the way to his abs… and lower. His length jerked in his hand, snapping my attention to his perfect hardness just as the world seemed to disappear for me.

Heart thundering, I felt myself fly higher and higher until everything halted, and I was pushed off the edge of that glorious abyss again. This time, the entire world seemed to crumble with me, and I gripped Dante and Andrée impossibly closer, feeling their bodies tense, beginning to shake with mine.