Page 60 of The Heiress Bride
She sinks her fingers in my hair again, tugging me tighter to her clit. Little prickles of pain shower me, driving me toward my own orgasm. I can’t help but thrust against the soft linens. She’s that fucking good.
“Don’t let her come,” Alex says.
I lift my head, heart pounding triple time in my chest at the reminder. He coasts a hand over my shoulder, drawing my attention. We want her soaked, supple, and ready to take both of us together. Orgasms will only make her pussy tighter and more sensitive.
Fuck, I love knowing that about her.
Katherine whines in protest, but King’s right there, taking over for me as I move over to Alex. He rolls onto his back, hand clasping the back of my neck as our lips meet. He groans as I tease my tongue past his lips. My face is messy with Katherine’s juices, and I know he likes it. The man could dine between her thighs for hours.
Our cocks are trapped between us, hard, hot, ready. So fucking ready. I’m leaking precum like it’s my job, and I’m pretty sure I might pass out from how turned on I am.
Like, I legit might need to take a lap and get some oxygen into my lungs.
But the thought fizzles as he thrusts against me.
“Please—” I murmur against his lips.
He knows exactly what I want.
My lips all over him, those abs quivering beneath me, his cum filling my mouth.
“I don’t get to come, either,” he declares, voice thick.
I smirk as I make my way down his gorgeous body. Every inch I kiss rings bells in my head. It’s not even conscious thought so much as endless admiration. I lick a path straight to his naval and then kiss my way down his cock.
He spreads his thighs, making room for me and puts one hand behind his head so he can watch. The sight of that massive bicep curled next to his handsome face nearly sends me over the edge.
Fuck, the man’s muscles have muscles.
I squeeze my eyes shut. I’ve got a job to do: Tease him until he throws me off.
17
KATHERINE
This vibrator is going to be the death of me.
I’m so sensitive, desperate for relief. This bedroom is a cocoon made to seduce the senses, and I am thoroughly, completely enraptured. My guys surround me with heat and raw animal magnetism. Touching and teasing.
“King—” I whine his name, desperate for release.
Between him and the unicorn horn teasing my pussy, I’m so ready. Coiled tight.
And watching Gabe give his best friend head is doing the weirdest, most wonderful things to my clit.
“Not yet, babe. You heard Alex.”
I’m never sure which one of them is going to be orchestrating things. Alex is a natural leader, watchful, bossy in the most delicious ways.
But King? When he gets all dominant and hisvoice takes on that special tone, let’s just say I have to clench my thighs. My golden boy loves turning me on with dirty talk and directing the show.
The best times are when they team up. It’s like they have the whole thing choreographed or use telepathy or something.
I rock my hips against the vibe, about ready to take matters into my own hands.
But they seem to know exactly what I’m thinking.
With a groan, Alex pulls Gabe off his dick. “Come here, Beauty.”
