Page 167 of Trapped Truth

He drops the heap of fabric aside, letting my aching beasts fall free. I push my chest into his awaiting hands. Thumbs rub over my nipples, delivering a painful tease. I’m already stiffening into sharpened peaks.

“Get over here, Ax,” Blaine grumbles.

At the edge of my perception, I’m aware of the rest of our team in the hotel suite. Hyland ducks out to clean himself while Warner assumes a seat on the sofa, taking advantage of a perfect view to observe us.

“The Phantom’s feeling generous.” Axel pads over, his T-shirt already discarded to unveil his ripped, inked skin. “I’m honoured.”

“Ax.” I reach for him, every atom in my body thrumming with arousal.

“I’m here, dimples. I know exactly what you need.”

“Let us love you.” Blaine lowers his head to suck a nipple between his lips.

When hands grasp the globes of my ass, I rock backwards into Axel’s touch, trying to keep still enough for Blaine to continue lavishing my chest. They’re sandwiching me in. It feels somewhat like an attack formation.

Blaine’s teeth lightly bite down on my stiffened peak, causing me to moan. In a simultaneous assault, Axel must peel his ripped jeans down, as soft skin presses into my rear from behind.

“Shift back, Blaine,” Axel orders, cupping my backside. “You can have her mouth.”

His lips tear from my chest, head lifting. “Deal.”

With Warner still observing, Blaine shuffles backward, pulling me with him. He bumps into the nearby sofa then shoves his clothing down before he takes a seat. I gulp at the view of him freeing his long length and fisting it.

“Bend over.” Pushing my back, Axel urges me to tilt. “Show me your cunt, babe.”

I fold myself over, resting my hands on Blaine’s strong, bare thighs. My trembling body forms a perfect ‘V’ between them. Nowhere to hide. Not from their lust and airborne desire to own me unconditionally.

“Open up,” Blaine commands, working his shaft almost aggressively.

I permit my mouth to part and accept the tip of his perfectly formed dick, all veined and ready for the taking. He sluices the head over my lips then glides inside with a faintly hissed curse.

My tongue skates over the side of his length, tasting velvet steel. His skin is so smooth and heated. His tight grip fastens in my hair, granting him leverage to control how I eagerly suck him down. Little does he know, I’ll always be the one in control here.

At the same time, Axel spreads my legs with his knee, allowing cool air to kiss my cunt, still dripping from Hyland’s ministrations. He’s free to roll himself over my clit and core, utilising another man’s come to act as the perfect lubricant.

“Are you ready to take us both, Em?”

All I’m able to do is shake my backside.

“I should’ve known.” Axel laughs. “You’re still so greedy.”

“Fill her up,” Blaine demands.

“I intend to.”

The heat sliding over my puckered entrance plummets inside. I’m roughly spread apart, gloriously filled with them both. The combination makes my skin prickle with adrenaline-fuelled tingles and a thin sheen of sweat.

Axel shifts behind me, allowing me a glimpse of relief before surging back into place. From this position, he’s free to bottom out, making my vision blur at the edges.

“Your mouth is heavenly,” Blaine huffs, rutting up into me.

Axel heaves a breath. “She feels pretty damn good here too.”

There’s a faint shuffle of movement that sounds like the two men slapping their palms together over my bent limbs. Did they just… high five? While fucking me? I can’t quite fathom it.

“You’re both idiots,” Warner snorts from his perch.

Axel smooths a possessive hand over my ass. “Don’t be jealous, team leader.”