Page 137 of Cruel Pleasures

A cocky expression tugs at the corners of Archer’s mouth. “That’s exactly what I mean, minx. The grand finale. The last hurrah. The big O. What do you say, Ry?”

“Well…” he answers in his usual monotone. “She has two holes.”

Archer laughs. “Technically, three.”

“Oh no,” I interject immediately, shaking my head side to side. “We’re not bringing a third deranged psycho into… whatever this is. My limit is two.”

“Relax, minxy,” Archer says, stepping toward me. He grips my chin and drops a kiss on my lips. “The two of us will keep you plenty… full on our own.”

“This is insane,” I say with a delirious laugh. “We can’t do this.”

“Why not? We’ve come this far.”

The question comes from Ryu of all people. Both Archer and I practically flinch in surprise. He stares back at us, expressionless and neutral in how the topic is discussed. I wouldn’t expect anything less from him.

Ryu is the quiet storm. The dark shadow that’s hidden ’til he’s not.

Then he’s a raging storm. He’s the shadow that swallows you up into a deep abyss.

Probably what I’ve come to appreciate most about him.

“You take her pussy then,” Archer says. He’s begun stroking himself, his dick already hardening. “We’ll need more lube.”

“No, we can’t!” I blurt out. I escape from between them to give myself space. “Do you realize what you’re… do you think it’ll be easy to…”

“We’ll take it easy. Ryu will go first. Right, Ry?”

Ryu walks over to where I’ve escaped to and places a soothing hand to my naked hip. “Hurst is right. We’ll be patient. If we try it and you still want to stop, then say the word.”

I let a small smile form on my lips. “Midnight.”

“Yes,” he says, rubbing my hip. “Midnight is the word. But you won’t need to use it. Because we’re about to make you feel things you’ve never felt.”

I’m lost on how to respond ’til Ryu claims my mouth. His hands canvas my body. Smooth and warm, they travel my curves and draw a shudder out of me. He fondles my large breasts, then plucks my nipples and rubs my stomach. My ass is squeezed and palmed as his tongue flicks against mine.

The kisses are so deep and passionate that any remaining protest fades away.

I’m happy to settle into this new reality. This new adventure we’re about to go on. Ryu’s willing to ease me into it. We go from trading kisses to him walking me back toward the bed. I let him take the lead in how he lowers me down and places me against the mountain of pillows. His mouth returns to mine and he nudges apart my thighs.

He’s not even inside me yet and I can feel his heat.

The burning masculinity that rolls off him at any given second but also the heat from his erection. He’s grown long and thick again. Gripping himself, he runs his tip along the slick seam of my pussy.

Up and down several times.

I moan and writhe under him, so sensitive and swollen that even the slightest touch has me losing it. Then he dips himself inside and stops only at the head. He does this in another effort to tease me. The strategy works—the tiny nerve endings at my entrance erupt in tingling pulses.

The breath sticks in my lungs before he’s sliding his head back out.

What a cruel tease.

I reach between us to guide him the rest of the way inside me. His deft fingers snap shut around my wrist and stop me.

“Patience,” he warns. He slots himself in and out some more as I lay against the pillows and practically pant in anticipation.

Just when I’m questioning if he’ll ever do it, Ryu sinks into me. Every inch slips inside ’til he’s balls deep and I’m crying out in surprised pleasure. My pussy aches as my inner muscles clench around him.

I’m so spent and yet I couldn’t want this more. I couldn’t need this moment between the three of us more.