Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 73947 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 370(@200wpm)___ 296(@250wpm)___ 246(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73947 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 370(@200wpm)___ 296(@250wpm)___ 246(@300wpm)
“Did you all get inked at the same time?” The images are all rendered in the same finely detailed style.
Rhett nods. “They’re our call signs. Mouth—” He points at Boone, then Cade. “Smoke. Prime.” Lastly, he points to himself.
Interesting. I file it away for questioning some other time, because right now, my brain is flooded with lust.
“Pants off,” I say, channeling some of Rhett’s bossiness.
The three of them comply like good soldiers, opening belts, tugging down zippers, and stepping out of their pants as a unit to reveal thick, muscled thighs and snug boxer briefs that struggle to contain straining erections. Very large erections.
I haven’t been nervous at any point … until now. One man built like this would be intimidating. Three have me clenching inner muscles and squeezing my legs together.
“You all right?” There’s a hint of a smirk on Boone’s face.
I bite my bottom lip. “Any chance you all have a couple of pairs of winter socks stuffed in your underwear?”
Boone laughs, and Cade’s features soften. “We’ll go easy,” he says.
“Like hell,” Rhett says. “We won’t go easy, but we’ll make damn sure you feel good.”
My eyes widen as my thighs press tighter, only now they’re slick with excitement.
Then these three massive men step out of their underwear, and three big, thick, long cocks spring out, already at attention, pointing toward me like they intend to wreck me.
Intimidated as I am, I’ve never wanted anything more.
Rhett arches a brow, gives me a dark look, then tilts his head toward the bed.
I scramble up into the center, assisted with a hand on my ass from one of them, and hungry growls from at least two of them at the sight of my bare bottom.
They don’t descend immediately, though. Instead, they stand at the foot of the bed looking at me like they’re making filthy plans.
I’m sitting with my legs straight out, but as they watch me, I bend my knees and shift them to the side, effectively covering the part of me that wants them the most.
Rhett scowls immediately. “Don’t hide from us.”
With my eyes on his, I straighten my legs again, then I spread them. With three sets of dark eyes making me feel powerful and desired, I arch, opening myself to them, letting them see what they’ve been doing to my body. Showing them how much I want them. Offering them what’s theirs to take.
Boone seems at a loss for words for the first time since I’ve known him. He swallows air as he strokes his cock, which I swear is growing longer by the second.
Cade’s eyes are all over me. “Wren.” He says it like an oath.
“That’s our girl.” Rhett’s voice is thick and smoky and makes me want to do whatever I can to earn more of his praise. “Such a pretty pussy. It’s gonna be a shame to ruin it.”
He watches my reaction closely, making sure I like his dirty talk, and I do. So much so, I can’t help but tease him.
“You just going to stand there looking?”
One corner of Rhett’s mouth curls up as the muscles in his chest pull tight. He growls as he crawls over me, one hand cupping my pussy as his mouth clamps onto my breast and sucks hard.
When he lifts his head, he nips at the skin above my chest, then moves close to my mouth. “You need to be careful what you wish for.”
CHAPTER 22
WREN
I slide my fingers into his beard and look into his beautiful eyes. “I told you I’m done being careful.”
As he kisses me, he strokes his fingers through my slick folds, then to my clit, brushing it over and over with the blunt tip of his finger until my hips are arching into him and I’m panting into his mouth.
Hands grasp my ankles and spread my legs wider, then rough hands slide up my thighs. Rhett pulls his hand away, and my body jolts as a wet tongue swipes over my center.
Boone’s head is between my legs, but Cade’s is right there, too, and oh my god, they start taking turns between my legs, licking, kissing, and sucking, until I’m writhing on the bed, grabbing the quilt in one hand and Rhett in the other.
Pleasure races through me like lightning as the two men tease my pussy like they’ve been trained in exactly how to make me come. And in no time flat, I do.
“Oh god, oh god, oh god!”
Rhett drags his teeth over one of my nipples, as a thick finger presses inside me and a tongue strokes over my clit at a frantic pace.
“Oh god, I’m going to come!”
The three of them keep at it as my body seizes, then throbs, blissful sensations radiating out from somewhere deep.
Cade or Boone presses a second finger inside me, or with the way they have me stretched, maybe they’re both in there. Whatever they’re doing, it feels amazing, and all I can do is surrender to it as my world turns dark with shooting stars.