Page 86 of Ramshackle
That asshole knew I was never making it out of here.
“Woah there,” a baritone voice drawls just before I crash into something. Arms wrap around me, steadying me, as I’m surrounded by the smell of musk.
“Kellan? What are you doing here?” Wait. I don’t have time for that. I can ask him later. Right now, he’s just slowing me down. I push back from him, but his arms tighten, locking me against him. “Let me go! I’m running out of time!”
I struggle in his arms, trying to wriggle my way free. If I can find the sensitive spot on his elbow…
His beard tickles my shoulder. It’s the only warning before he bites down.
“Ahhh! What the—nngh! Kell!”
Kellan’s tongue and lips melt the pain away as his hand wanders to grip my ass. His other hand slides into my sports bra, scooping a breast free that he immediately proceeds to tease with his mouth.
My thighs grow damp as he continues, my struggle only adding to the pleasure when I’m trying to break free. “Kell, please, ahh!”
“You got her?” another voice, dripping in darkness and danger, calls out coolly from where I came.
Kellan’s teeth pull harder on my nipple when I jerk with surprise at Jackson’s voice. My cunt pulses and I moan before I can stop it. He chuckles. “She ran right into my arms, just like you thought she would.”
Wait. What? My lust-addled mind fumbles through this information, but he’s making it damn difficult as his tongue circles my nipple before drawing it back into his mouth.
Kellan. Here. Waiting. Jackson planned this?
Jackson comes up behind me, his hands finding my hips, and then he whispers, “Caught you.” His lips trail down my neck. “Do you want us both?”
Oh, fuck. I must be dreaming.
Who am I to ruin the dream?
I nod vigorously.
“Say it,” Kellan growls. His tongue flicks my stiff, elongated nipple that’s feeding on his attention like a fucking weed as he fists the other breast. I writhe from his touch, my ass inadvertently grinding against Jackson and finding his stiff cock.Fuck. Yes.A thrill of desire shudders through me, pooling at my center. I’m pinned between them, unable to escape the pleasure he’s arousing.
“Tell us what you want us to do to you, beautiful.”
I lick my dry, thirsty lips. “I want…both of you. Together.”
My leggings are dragged down with my underwear. My shoes are tugged off, and then the rest of my clothes are removed and tossed to the darkness.
“Keep going,” Kellan rumbles, his thumb and forefinger pinching and rolling the nipple not in his mouth and drawing another moan past my lips when a shot of pure pleasure strikes my core.
“Fuck. Jackson inside me, and your dick in my mouth.” Fuck, why does saying it aloud make me feel like some newbie at sex? I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve had sex, but never like this. I’ve never been made to ask for it, either.
“Good girl,” Kellan praises. Then he and Jack are gone. I’m alone in the pitch black, no clothes left on me, while these two can do anything they please with me.
My heart races like it’s on steroids, and energy sings through my veins with the anticipation.
Hands push me down by my shoulders. My knees land on a pillow of air, and I could cry with relief that my knee won’t be interfering with this.
Heat radiates in front of my face, and I can hear a faint rubbing of skin on skin. My tongue flicks out to wet my lips, and strikes something warm and soft.
“Open up, beautiful. Show me that sharp tongue of yours.”
I do as he says, spreading my mouth wide and laying my tongue out like a red carpet. My hot breath acts as a guide in the dark, and his cock finds my tongue without any trouble, weighing heavily as Kellan releases it.
My lips suction around his crown, and my cheeks hollow as I suck more of him inside.
“Oh,fuckyeah!” Kellan groans, his voice a guttural, cavernous sound. “You’re a goddamn queen, beautiful. Sucking my dick down like that.”
