Page 51

CHAPTER FIFTY

ELENA

The moment we’re inside, Conor grips his shirt and tears it over his head. He drops it to the floor as he reaches for my wrist. Wrapping his fingers around it, he pulls me into him. The three of us stumble toward the bedroom, unable to pull ourselves away from each other.

His lips dust along the length of my neck, and his fingers gathertheloose fabric of my oversized shirt as he teases, “You’re wearing far too many clothes for what I want to do with you, cailínleanbh .”

He gathers the cotton and slowly drags it up my body. Victoria’s hands snake around my waist as the shirt clears my head, her fingers working deftly to undo the button of my pants. “Definitely too many clothes.” She shimmies my pants down, and the luxurious fabric ripples off my legs, leaving me in nothing but a pair of white lacy panties.

“Always so fucking eager,” Conor snarls at Vic, tearing the straps of her dress from her shoulders. It tickles down the backs of my bare legs as it flutterstothe floor behind me. “Keep the enthusiasm, cailín dáigh , because I want you that greedy when I finally take your ass tonight.”

His words cause Vic to nip at my shoulder, and pain shoots like electricity straighttomy pussy. It flutters, and goosebumps ripple up my spine as I whimper with need. “It appears both my girls are impatient tonight,” Conor taunts, rubbing his fingers firmly over the lace between my thighs. He licks up the length of my neck as Victoria rids me of my panties. “Ask nicely and I’ll give you what you want.”

I rub my palm over the massive bulge beneath the rough denim of his jeans as we reach the bedroom, my gaze not breaking from his. “Please,Sir. Can I have your cock?”My plea is breathless and needy.

A pleased smile pulls at one side of his mouth as he quickly rids himself of his clothes. He falls onto the mattress, bringing us both down with him. “Always, cailínleanbh. ”

I climb over his thighs and straddle him. His cock twitches when I reach for it . Wrapping my fingers around it, I align him with my entrance and slowly slide myself down his thick length. Vic licks at my nipple and sucks it into her mouth as I take Conor’s final inches, causing my mouth to gape and my head to fall back as I groan in pleasure.

Slowly swirling my hips, I take a minute to adjust to Conor’s size before riding him. He’s so thick and long that he rubs against every inch of me, stretching me nearly tothe brink.

“Mmmm… You feel so good,Sir,” I moan, working myself over his length. “He’s going to feel so fucking good in your ass, Madame.”

“I’m going to enjoy your wet fucking cunt first,” Conor grits, thrusting into me from below. Grabbing Victoria’s leg, he drags her off my nipple with a pop, pulling her up his body and situating her over his face. “I’m going to enjoy both my cunts while I get this tight ass ready…” His words are muffled—vibrating against the soft skin of her inner thighs—as he drags her onto his face.

She rides his face and watching her enjoy him only adds to the pleasure swelling in my core. I swirl my hips, needily sliding over his length. “I love watching you ride his thick fucking cock, sweet girl,” Vic mewls her praise as she presses her lips toward mine. We both ride Conor—me on his cock and her on his face—whimpering into each other’s mouths.

“My sweet girl is so close.” Vic’s breathy words vibrate over my chin and down my neck as she kisses her way to my breasts and presses her slick fingers against my clit. She rubs lightly, applying just enough pressure to bring me to the edge.

“Come for me,” Conor demands, pulling his face from Victoria’s pussy. He thrusts into me hard, quickly workingup toa brutal pace. I pant and grunt through each of his demanding drives. “Don’t make me tell you twice,” he threatens as he buries himself in me, and it does me in.

My release fires throughme,and I quiver around his cock and claw at Victoria’s back. The cries of my release fill the bedroom. Not giving me a moment of reprieve, Conor instructs, “Lean back, cailín leanbh.” Doing as he instructed, I plant my hands on his muscular thighs for support and keep riding him as Victoria kisses down my stomach.

Conor’s hand slides up her back, andhe pushes her face between my thighs. His words muffled in her thighs as Vic hovers above his face, he commands, “Eat your sweet girl’s pussy, cailíndáigh . I want her fucking screaming and quivering around my cock when you come all over my face.”

She licks up my pussy, the tip of her tongue flicking over my clit. Fuck! He buries his face in her again, and she moans intome. The vibrations tingling over my clit as she sucks it into her mouth. It’s too much. “I can’t,” I call out, but my cry falls on deaf ears. Vic licks and sucks at me as her hands pull at my hips to drag me over the languid thrusts of Conor’s cock.

My arms shake, and my thighs tremble as the two of them make quick work of bringing me right back to the edge. Conor presses a finger into Victoria’s ass as he relentlessly licks at her pussy, and she comes hard, screaming into mypussy, dragging me over the edge with her.

“Sir! Ma… Madame!” I scream, my nails digging into Conor’s thighs, trying to find some reprieve from the agonizing rush of pleasure firing through my body.

Fuck… I’ll never get enough of being worshipped like this.