Page 116 of First Offense

Oh!

He did.

Oh gods, hedidintend for Novak to take me like this, on top of Auric, entering me from behind and driving a scream from my throat. So deep and hard and fierce.

Novak was wider than Auric, his girth providing a different sort of sensation, making me feel even fuller, and a little bit pained. But it was exactly what I needed, my body accepting him with several internal clenches, desiring more… more…more.

I went to my hands and knees, only for my arms to buckle as Novak pushed me back down. “Kiss him,” he demanded, his fingers in my hair guiding my mouth to the male below.

Auric’s grip on my hips tightened as he held me for Novak’s assault, his tongue doing wicked things to mine that had me panting between them. The experience was so profoundly intimate that I couldn’t concentrate on anything other than the sensations.

Hot.

Sweaty.

Passionate.

Fucking.

A world of insanity with me as the star.

My body hummed with need, my core clenching, begging Novak to break me. To take me. To shatter me into a million pieces and glue me back together again.

Tears leaked from my eyes.

Cries escaped my mouth.

And still it wasn’t enough.

Auric’s mouth grew insistent against mine, his palms brands against my skin, his grip bruising and steady and so very right.

Novak’s lips met the back of my neck, his teeth skimming my nape to the top of my spine. He reached around to squeeze my breasts and tease my nipples. Then one hand ventured lower to where our bodies joined. “Is this what you need, Layla?” he asked, taking my clit between his finger and thumb and pinching just enough to make me jolt.

Auric grinned against my mouth. “Are you going to come again?” he asked. “Are you going to scream?”

I whimpered, my body strung tight like a bow, the tension freezing me in place.

I no longer owned myself. They possessed me now. My mind, body, and spirit. I was theirs. A female claimed, my soul linking to theirs in a perpetual bond that only death could break.

And oh, I felt as though a part of me was dying.

Because Ineededto breathe. Needed to pant. Needed toexplode.

Auric’s lips left mine, his mouth going to the wound Novak had left on my neck and biting down with a fierce growl that vibrated every inch of my being.

Novak twisted my clit at the same time, shooting me into the stars and blinding me entirely.

I shook.

I screamed.

I died.

Only to be brought back to life with a series of vibrations that heated every fiber of my being, paralyzing me in a state of perpetual bliss as Novak found his release inside me.

I trembled, the spasms unending, his fingers ruthless against my over-sensitized nub, drawing out my pleasure and forcing me to experience every last second of agonized bliss.

His name left my mouth on a plea. Or maybe it was a tone of gratitude. Auric’s soon followed, my voice hoarse, my body used, my soul exhausted.