Page 73 of A Knight’s Revenge: The Complete Series
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
JOLIE
Z ach didn’t have to be told twice. He dove back between my legs and buried his face in my pussy, shoving his tongue inside me with a guttural moan.
“Look how happy he is down there, sweetheart,” Noah said as Zach ran his tongue through my center with great enthusiasm. “He loves going down on you. I do, too, but I’ll have to be content kissing these sweet lips instead. And maybe copping a little feel of these amazing tits.”
He jerked my head toward him with the force of a man who knew what he wanted, and he swallowed my moan in a deep kiss as Zach finally sucked my clit into his mouth. Noah dipped his other hand into the front of my dress, and his nimble fingers found my tight nipple.
“Oh shit,” I moaned as Zach slipped a finger inside me, continuing his assault on my clit with his tongue.
“We’re going to show Bennett how gorgeous you are when you come,” Noah announced. “Oh, wait. He already knows that, doesn’t he? That lucky bastard.”
My eyes slammed into Bennett’s where he remained, rigid and unmoving, next to the dining room table on the other side of the living room. He’d clenched his fists so tight they were trembling at his sides, and he soaked up everything his brothers were doing to me like he needed it to breathe .
“I said this to Princess the first time I was fortunate enough to have my face between her legs,” Zach said in between laves of my sensitive flesh.
“But Bennett should’ve taken some more time with this perfect pussy back when he had the chance.
” He tossed a cocky grin in Bennett’s direction.
“You’d have realized then she was actually a natural blonde. ”
Bennett’s nostrils flared, but he still didn’t speak. He watched with his usual intense focus as Zach wrapped his lips around my clit once more and sucked hard as he drove two thick fingers into me, fucking me with them until I felt my muscles tighten around him.
“Oh fuck, Zach,” I whined. “Oh my God.”
“Mmm, there it is,” Noah purred, his long fingers wrapped around my throat as he continued to tweak my nipple with his other hand. “Come for us, sweetheart. For all three of us. Let’s hear it.”
One more pass of Zach’s tongue and I fell over the edge. I screamed, the waves of pleasure shooting through my body. My back arched, my hands fisted in Noah’s pants, and my eyes once again landed on Bennett.
He was now bent over, bracing himself with his palms flat on the table like he was in pain as he watched my orgasm take me—a deep, desperate hunger in those mossy eyes.
It just made me come harder.
“Oh shit,” I moaned when I finally regained the power of speech. “Fuck.”
Zach placed one last kiss to my pussy before he popped up, kneeling between my legs again as he held his glistening fingers up to examine them in the light.
Bennett sucked in a harsh breath as Zach offered those fingers to Noah. My mouth fell open as I turned my head to watch Noah wrap his lips around Zach’s fingers with a pleased little moan, tasting me .
And he was staring right over my shoulder at Bennett as he did it.
Is it possible to be so turned on it actually kills you?
“You’re delicious, sweetheart,” Noah said after he’d had a nice long taste.
That finally did it. Bennett shoved away from the table and stalked angrily away, disappearing down the hall before we heard the loud slam of his bedroom door.
I sagged in Noah’s arms. “Did we push him too far?”
“No. He needed it,” Noah replied .
Zach was also unbothered. “Don’t worry, Princess.” I perked up again as he started unzipping his pants. “He just went to jack off in the shower. No one wants to blow a load in their pants in front of their lady.”
“Mmm, whatever you say,” I said, still feeling dazed.
Zach shoved his pants just far enough below his ass to pull his thick dick out. “Can I, baby girl? I’m so fucking turned on, it’s painful.”
I nodded. “Hold on.”
With great effort, I rolled in Noah’s arms, landing on my hands and knees, now looking him right in the face. “Hi, Noah,” I said with a dreamy smile.
He beamed at me, reaching up to sweep a tendril of my hair behind my ear. “Hi, Jojo.”
“Can I suck you off while Zach fucks me?”
Zach groaned behind me. “Fucking shit, Princess.”
Noah bit his lip, closing his eyes for a second like he was in pain before he opened them again, his pupils blown wide behind those sexy glasses. “Of course you can, sweet girl.”
I fumbled with his zipper while I waved my ass at Zach, who got the hint, and he began to run his hard dick through my folds with a pleased growl.
When I had Noah’s dick free from his pants, I gave him a few experimental tugs. “I’m not going to promise I can suck cock better than the girls at the Club,” I said with a wry smile. “But I’m going to give it my best shot.”
They both chuckled. “It’ll be perfect, Jolie,” Noah said, caressing my cheek. “Because it’s you .”
I nodded, feeling the sincerity of his words, and then I went for it.
I ran my tongue from his base to his tip before sucking him into my mouth, and I moaned around him as Zach sank into me from behind.
He wrapped his big hands around my hips and began to pound away, his thrusts relentless and brutal from the start.
“This mouth is perfect, sweetheart,” Noah said, his voice strained. “Zach’s fucking you so good, isn’t he?”
I whimpered around him, feeling a second climax building at a mind-numbing pace.
I opened my throat to take him deeper, allowing Zach’s hard thrusts to move me up and down on Noah’s dick.
He tasted a little like soap, and a little like sweat, and I savored the power I felt at his every rasp and groan.
“Fuck,” Noah bit out, burying his hands in my hair.
“This is the hottest fucking shit I’ve ever seen,” Zach panted, upping his pace to punishing. “Fuck, I’m gonna come.”
“Sweetheart, are you close?” Noah was hanging on by a thread.
I popped off him, taking a moment to brace myself against his hip as Zach’s ruthless thrusts pushed me higher. “So close. Fuck. Zach .”
“I got you, Princess.” He maneuvered a hand between my legs, and with a few rough circles on my clit, I was gone.
I managed to get Noah back into my mouth as I came, screaming around his dick as he gripped my hair so tight it skirted the edge of pain.
“Fuck yes , baby girl. She’s choking the life out of my cock, man.”
“Mine too. Sweetheart, decide where you want me.”
Zach’s muffled cry sounded behind me, his thrusts slowing as he reached his own climax, and suddenly the she-beast reared her head.
I moved lightning fast, like I was grappling in the cage. I released Noah as I slid my hips away from Zach, then I grabbed Noah by his tie and jerked him forward as I fell backward into a surprised Zach’s lap.
Just as I slid the top of my dress down to expose my breasts, I looked at Noah. “On me,” I demanded.
Noah’s eyes widened as Zach wrapped an arm around my shoulders, pinning me in place. “Holy fuck , Princess.”
Noah straddled me, and with a few quick tugs on his dick, he spilled himself on my chest. “Goddamn, sweetheart. I fucking love this. Look at you.”
I lay there, panting and sated, the sticky warmth of Noah’s release decorating my tits as they both stared down at me with something like awe. “I, uh… honestly do not know where that came from. I just really wanted to see you come, Noah. And I guess I wanted to… show Zach what I did?”
Noah bent down to give me a blistering kiss. “No explanation necessary. I will come on you whenever and wherever you want, sweet girl. Zach’s always invited to watch.”
He clambered off of me, retreating to the bathroom as he zipped his pants while Zach cradled me in his arms. He pressed a few sweet kisses to my neck. “Never letting you go, baby girl. ”
“Same, Zach. You guys are mine.”
Noah returned with a damp washcloth and cleaned me up like a gentleman.
Deciding we’d tortured Bennett enough, we righted our clothes and decamped to my room.
I fell asleep pressed tight between them, my Noah and my Zach, and Bennett’s hot, desperate stare was the last thing I saw before I slipped off into the darkness.
I woke up on Monday morning, feeling like it was a great day to ruin Andrea’s life.
A lot had happened over the weekend during which my team had worked hard to make sure not even a ripple reached the eyes or ears of Andrea’s inner circle. Now, it was my turn to bring us over the finish line.
And I was going to have to sit down and look my mother’s murderer right in her evil fucking face to do it.
I met Dom and Max at the Academy gates after my morning classes, and they escorted me to the train.
We rode the short distance to the Serpentis Casino in the heart of the City, and with the room key Max had procured somehow—using his wiles, no doubt—we entered without fanfare through a locked entrance restricted to hotel guests.
We scanned the same key in the guest elevator and headed for the five-star restaurant on the casino roof.
I gave a little finger wave to the camera in the elevator, knowing that by the time security clocked that it was me standing in this elevator, flanked by two large men dressed in black and strapped with guns, it would be too late to stop me from reaching my destination.
The doors opened with a soft ding, and I strode into the restaurant, passing the hostess’s stand without even a glance.
“Excuse me! Miss! Do you have a reservation?”
I ignored her, my heels clicking across the sandy-colored marble of the restaurant floor as we marched through the dining room.
Max veered off and disappeared down a hallway, and I wrinkled my nose as I took in the restaurant’s gaudy ruby-red walls and the gold embellishments— what was it with these people and the color gold?
“You got this, honey,” Dom said gently as we reached the patio doors. “Show her no emotion. In and out, then onto the next thing. ”