Page 71 of Ravaged Soul

“How’s that?” My growl is thick with lust.

“Perfect.” He licks his lips. “Look at that pretty pink pussy, all laid out for me.”

Lowering his head full of amethyst hair, Axel buries his face between Ember’s splayed legs. She shivers against me, her legjerking in my hand at the feel of his mouth on her cunt. I feel her suck in a stuttered breath and smile.

“Tell me how it feels, red.”

“Hy…”

“Do it now.”

Axel’s head shifts, allowing him a breath before he dives back in. Ember shudders again, gasping lightly. My hips rock forward to push my hard rod into her backside again, showing her how affected I am.

“It feels… good. Fuck! Yes, Ax. P-Please.”

“Beg him, Em. Beg for his tongue to make you come.”

One hand flicks back to fist my trouser leg. “Touch me too.”

“So greedy.” I tut under my breath.

Manoeuvring her leg to hook over Axel’s shoulder, I bring my hand up to Ember’s mouth. She seems to understand without asking, parting her lips to accept two fingers. I swirl them on her tongue, gathering saliva, then lower them to her clit.

“Yes,” she whispers.

“Be quiet. I don’t want anyone walking in.”

With Axel slicking his tongue around Ember’s entrance and making a meal from her heat, I take charge of strumming the throbbing bead that makes her squirm. Light shivers are wracking over her.

She’s lit up like a live wire, undulating against me with each flick. Seeing how wild and free she is while stripped bare is second only to watching her come back to herself. With our hands on her, Ember’s responsive again.Alive.

“Do you like that, babe?” Axel peers up with moisture scored across his lips. “When we both play with you like the dirty girl you are?”

“Yes,” she mewls.

“You’re close, aren’t you?”

I feel the moment that he pumps a finger inside her below where I’m rubbing small circles over her clit. Ember bleats in surprise, her head bouncing on my shoulder and legs trembling. My thumb bears down on her clit, making her squeak.

“You’re going to come for us,” I breathe into her ear. “I want you to soak Axel’s hand then watch him clean your mess up so no one knows what we’ve been doing.”

“Yes…” She shudders against me. “Please don’t stop.”

“Then show me how well you fall apart.”

Axel eases my hand from her clit so he can suck the bud into his mouth while finger-fucking her. I return my hand to Ember’s breast, tweaking and rolling her stiff nipple. I want her to feel us everywhere.

To think I wasted so much time worrying about some pointless professional boundaries. Like this little vixen didn’t barge into my head the minute I laid eyes on her in that crop field, terrified but alert, ready to fight for her life.

I don’t deserve another chance at happiness. Not after what happened to my family. But fuck if I don’t want one, even if that means sharing Ember’s soul with the men I call my brothers. I’ll take whatever portion of her heart she wants to give me.

“That’s it,” Axel praises. “Let go.”

Ember’s muscular frame tenses as her orgasm hits. The hand fisting my trouser leg flies back to Axel’s head to grip his hair. She drags in a breath, rasping our names in blissful agony. I kiss behind her ear, murmuring encouragement as her release races through her.

Axel’s head draws back, lifting to watch each iteration of her climax play out. We’re both enraptured. Fascinated by the sight of Ember unravelling, allowing her shields to slip and reveal a state of purely physical instinct.

Damn, is it a sight to behold.