Chapter 55
fifty-five
Pushing myself up on shaky arms, I turn over and scoot back to the middle of the bed.
Every nerve ending in my body is firing, aftershocks still rippling through me as I shift onto my back. Letting out a shaky breath, I watch Logan as he approaches the bed.
His eyes are dark, predatory, burning with hunger. He’s still stroking, cock long and thick gripped in his fist, pre-cum glistening at the tip.
“Spread your legs,” he growls.
My thighs fall open, exposing me to his hungry gaze. I’ve never felt so exposed, so completely at someone’s mercy, and the power of it makes my pussy clench.
“Fuck.” Logan’s gaze drops, tongue sweeping lazily over his bottom lip. “Look at you. All used up with Brex’s cum leaking out of your perfect pussy.”
Rising from the chair, Brex moves to the other side of the bed, stretching out beside me. His fingers trail lazily up my stomach to my breasts, pinching a nipple.
“Cunt got room for more, Pretty?”
As Brex leans in to kiss me, I can feel the mattress shift as Logan climbs onto the bed to settle between my thighs. His cock nudges my entrance, making me moan into Brex’s mouth.
“Ready for me to fuck you, Angel?”
Brex breaks away, trailing kisses down my chest. Replacing his finger, he sucks my tit into his mouth with a low hum.
“Yes,” I moan, wriggling my hips. “I need—”
He shoves inside me to the hilt.
“Unngghh!” I cry, bowing off the bed. He’s so deep. Filling and stretching me in ways I didn’t think were possible after the way Brex just pulverized me into the mattress.
“Fucking hell, Angel,” Logan grunts. Tucking his hands under my ass for leverage, he gets up on his knees. Slow and deep, he drags the head of his dick against my G-spot, over and over.
Brex slides his hand between my legs, finger circling my clit as Logan grips my hips, thrusting me onto his dick.
“Mmm. You like that, don’t you, pretty girl?” Brex croons, mouth brushing along the ridge of my ear. “Both of us taking care of you? Making you come?”
I gasp out a “Yes” as Logan picks up his pace, driving into me even harder.
Logan’s rhythm intensifies, grunts coming faster, matching his pace. I can feel the tension building in his body, the way his fingers dig into my hips, the slight tremor in his thighs as he pounds into me.
“Hear that?” Brex murmurs against my ear, finger rubbing my clit faster, circles tightening. “Logan is about to come. You gonna come for us again?”
All I can do is gasp, moaning in response. My body is wound so tight I feel like I might snap.
“Now!” Logan growls.
Brex latches his mouth to my breast and bites my nipple, pinching my clit between his fingers.
A scream tears from my throat, inner walls clenching around Logan’s cock.
“Fuu-uck!” His voice breaks as he pounds into me a few more times before he comes.
Hot ropes of cum fill me up. The combination of both of their spends is too much for my pussy to hold, and I can literally feel it pouring out of me when Logan pulls out.
“Jesus Christ,” he mutters, chest heaving as he rolls onto his back to lie beside me.
Lapping gently, soothing the sting of his bite, Brex props himself up as he cups my sex. Curling his fingers, he swipes them through my folds and brings them up to my mouth.
“Open.”
I part my lips, pussy pulsing as he slides his cum-slicked fingers into my mouth, swirling my tongue around each digit.
“Damn,” he hisses. “You look so fucking hot sucking our cum from your fingers, Pretty.”
Logan’s hand finds my thigh and squeezes. “You okay, Angel?”
Body humming, I turn my head.
Green eyes lock with blue as I rest my hand over his. “Amazing.”
“Good. Because we’ve barely scratched the surface of what we’re going to do to you.”
My body responds instantly, a fresh wave of arousal pooling in my core. “Five minutes to recover?”
His mouth curves into a rare, devastating smile, and my heart skips. “Two. Then I want you riding my face…”
“While that pretty mouth of yours is wrapped around my cock,” Brex finishes, the deep timbre of his voice making my toes curl into the sheets.