Page 81 of Wicked Rush

Braelynn could only see Lars, whose penetrating gaze held her frozen. She gasped as Seth lifted her hips and widened her legs, readying her from behind.

“Let me in, darlin’,” he told her, sliding on his back underneath her.

Still focused on Lars, she inhaled sharply as he spread her thighs open, the cool air brushing her wetness. The warmth of his breath on her belly sent her reeling in anticipation, her juices dripping onto her inner thigh.

“I’m going to let Seth taste how sweet you are. And I want to see the excitement in your eyes as he licks you senseless.”

“Ah…” With Lars’ approval, Seth suckled her throbbing nub, his hands firmly clasped to her ass. “Oh my God. Oh my…ahh.”

“That’s right, sweetheart. Now open up those beautiful lips.” He guided her down between his legs, and she braced herself on her forearms.

Braelynn breathed in his clean scent and tasted his salty essence as he teased his head over her lips. He tapped his thick crown onto her tongue, and she opened to him.

Her breath went ragged as Seth plunged a finger deep inside her, breaking her concentration. “Oh my…”

Lars guided her onto his shaft, muffling her words. Craving his cock, she swallowed him down her throat. Lars controlled her movement, never allowing her to release him.

“Fucking unbelievable,” Lars grunted as she gave a hard suck. “Seth is going to lick your pussy so hard. Are you ready for this? 'Cause I’m not going to let you go now.”

Lars groaned as she continued lapping her tongue over his shaft, never giving him quarter. Although she couldn’t see Seth’s face, she shuddered as he drug his tongue through her labia, flattening it against her clit. Relentless, he lapped at her, and she writhed her mound onto his face. Her climax roared, and she heard him gasp for breath. He speared another finger inside her, his lips surrounding her clitoris.

“Ah Jesus…no, no, no. I’m coming inside you, sweetheart.” She heard Lars cry. He grasped her by the hair. Lifting her head, he forced her to release his straining shaft.

“Come on, baby. Give me that pussy,” she heard Seth urge. Her hips rocked uncontrollably, her pelvis grinding into his lips. Relentless, he lapped at her swollen bead, and Braelynn splintered apart, shaking and panting Lars’ name.

“Come here, Brae,” Lars demanded, crooking his finger at her.

With heat in her eyes, she crawled up him, until her chest hovered above his.

“I love to watch you come,” he said as he crushed his mouth onto hers and rolled her onto her side.

Consumed with passion, Braelynn kissed him back as if it was her last night on Earth. Hungry for Lars, she tasted her lover, his intoxicating essence racing through her. Although he’d shared her with another, he claimed her with his touch and direction, and she reveled in his embrace. Whatever Lars had planned for her, she trusted he’d lavish her with limitless pleasure.

Seth’s lips brushed her shoulder, and she shivered in anticipation. His hands drifted to her waist, and she arched her back, delighting as his hard shaft brushed her bottom.

Braelynn moaned into Lars’ kiss, his strong fingers slipping through her wet slit, flicking over her swollen bead. Seth’s palm gripped her bottom, his pinky grazing down her cleft. She gasped as his finger circled her puckered flesh. Surrounded by masculine strength, she quivered, Lars teasing over her clit.

“Lars,” she breathed.

“Look at me, sweetheart,” he whispered, his lips against hers. His hand guided her chin, drawing her attention. “We’re going to do this. Right here. Right now. Are you ready?”

Her eyes blinked open, catching his heated gaze. The thought of them inside her, commanding her body spiked her arousal. “I…” Afraid to say the words, she stuttered but as he drove two fingers inside her pussy, she found her voice. “Yes. Yes…ah, please.”

“Seth.” Lars’ eyes darted to him, and he smiled. “Let’s take care of my girl.”

“We’re going to make you feel so good, darlin’.” Braelynn sucked a breath, as the pad of Seth’s finger circled her back hole.

“I don’t know if I can…”

“It’s okay, Brae. Just feel us….” Lars tore his mouth from hers, dipping his head and capturing a nipple.

Braelynn flooded in arousal as Lars grazed his fingers through her slippery folds, stroking in and out of her pussy. She gasped as Seth’s pinky slipped inside her anus. She let the back of her head rest onto his sculpted chest, panting as the dark sensation rolled through her. Every inch of her body lit up in excitement, and she begged for release.

“Please, oh God, please…I need to…So close…”

Lars released her taut peak, eliciting an audible breath from Braelynn. As they both withdrew their fingers, she moaned. Confusion swept over her at the loss of their touch. Lars raked his fingers into her hair and brought his lips to hers.

“Always remember that I’m doing this for you. One time, little fox, because you are mine,” he promised, his strong lips crashing onto hers.