Page 83 of Wicked Rush

“No, no, no…don’t take them out,” she panted as he removed his fingers.

“I’m not going anywhere. Now I want you to look at Seth, sweetheart. He’s sliding in and out of you so nice. I can see him. Just breathe.”

The idea of Lars watching another man’s cock inside her excited her. While reason told her it was wrong, the sheer sexual excitement of the situation urged her to go further. Her mind swirled with erotic thoughts, but her focus was brought straight back to Lars as he pressed his crown to her back hole. She moaned through the sting as he penetrated her tight ring of muscle.

“Hmm…too big…fuck…I…I…” She gave short jagged breaths, stilling as Lars continued to press into her. His firm hand caressed her cheek, warming her skin.

“Easy now, sweetheart. Just push back onto me. That’s it. Ah…God…I’m almost…yes…” Lars grunted.

“Lars…Lars…” So full with Seth in her pussy and Lars in her bottom, the pain and pleasure twisted, arousal streaming through her entire being.

“I’m all the way in. Are you okay?” he asked, his voice gentle.

“I…yes. I need…I need…fuck me now…I can’t…please just…fuck me.”

Unable to wait, Braelynn slammed down onto Seth’s cock, causing him to give a loud grunt. Filled completely and overwhelmed with the dark invasion, she leaned onto Seth’s chest, allowing him to embrace her. He cradled her head, brushing a lock of hair from her eyes. Her lips pressed to his nipple and she bit down as Lars thrust deep into her. Moving in tandem, her lovers merged with her body as one. As they increased their rhythm, she rocked her hips upon Seth’s, seeking friction. He tilted his pelvis, brushing the root of him onto her clitoris. She cried Lars’ name with each stroke to her swollen bead.

“I’m going to…yeah…fuck me…fuck…” she demanded, her thoughts incoherent as her body shuddered around Seth’s cock. “Lars…please.”

“Ah God, yes…you feel so good.”

“Harder…fuck me harder. Now.” Braelynn sensed Lars held back, afraid he’d hurt her, but her body accommodated him. He pounded into her and she braced herself on Seth. “Yes, yes, that’s it…oh yes.”

“Fuck, yeah.” Lars gave a final jarring thrust, grunting in satisfaction.

Braelynn’s orgasm roared through her, leaving her trembling. As Seth drove up inside her, his hips wildly pumped as he rode out his hard climax.

Shivering from the last tendrils of her release, Braelynn sighed as Lars withdrew from her. She fell limp onto Seth, her arms resting on his shoulders.

“Lars,” she managed, as she felt a warm cloth on her bottom.

“You’re amazing.” Lars’ comforting voice surrounded her.

“That was unbelievable, darlin’.” Seth’s lips brushed her forehead as he carefully removed himself from her.

Within seconds, Lars’ strong arms wrapped around her waist and he cradled her into his embrace. Barely cognizant of her surroundings, Braelynn nuzzled her face against his chest, reveling in his scent. Never in her life had she submitted her body to the domination of two men, fulfilling sexual fantasies she’d never been safe to indulge. Yet, trusting within Lars’ command, she’d maintained control of the situation. Her body spent, her mind wandered back to the raw emotion that lingered in her heart.

By the time he’d taken her upstairs and settled them into his bed, the sensual haze of their encounter had morphed into exhaustion. Lars embraced her and pillowed her head on his chest. Braelynn’s love for him danced in her heart as she snuggled into his warmth.

I love you, she whispered, falling into a deep slumber and dreaming of a lifetime with Lars.