Page 84 of Wrapped in Their Arms

“Y-yes!”she sobbed, her fingers twisting in the sheets.

Encouraged,Burndove back in, his control shattering.Thestarving male inside him was unleashed and he let himself go, tasting her with abandon.

He feasted on her soft pussy, his mouth sealing over her entire sex, his tongue delving, lapping, exploring every bit of her.Hefocused on her clit, flicking it rapidly with the tip of his tongue, then sucking it gently into his mouth, applying a steady, pulsing pressure that made her legs tremble violently.Hedrank her down, swallowing her juices and groaning deep in his chest as the perfect, salty-sweet flavor of her invaded his senses.

“Dios,Burn!”she moaned, her back arching, her head falling back againstBright’sshoulder.“Oh, please!”

“He’s good, isn’t he?”Brightpurred into her ear, his own breath coming faster as he watchedBurntasting their woman.“Lookat him,Noelle.Lookhow he devours you.Hecan’t get enough.Tellhim how good he’s making you feel.”

“So good!”she gasped, her words fracturing into incoherent moans.“Don’tstop… please, don’t stop!”

Burn had no intention of stopping.Hewas lost in her—consumed by her.Heslid one hand down from her knee, his fingers finding her tight, clutching entrance.Hepushed one thick finger inside her, slowly, feeling her inner muscles clamp down around him like a velvet glove.Shecried out—a raw, ragged sound of pure pleasure, her body bowing off the bed.

“Fuck, you’re tight,Baby” he growled, looking up briefly.Headded a second finger, stretching her, crooking them to find that special spot deep inside her.Whenhe rubbed against it, her entire world seemed to shatter.

“There!Oh, please, rightthere!”she begged, her hips meeting the thrust of his fingers, riding his hand while his tongue continued its relentless assault on her clit.

The combination was too much.Thecoil of pleasure in her belly, wound so impossibly tight by their dual attention, finally seemed to snap andBurnsensed the orgasm ripping through her with the force of a tidal wave.

A long, wordless moan was torn from her throat as her body convulsed, her cunt milking his fingers in frantic, rhythmic pulses, her juices flooding his mouth and coating his chin.

Burn took it all eagerly, relentlessly sucking and licking her through the violent, shuddering aftershocks until she was a boneless, sobbing mess inBright’sarms, whimpering from the overwhelming sensitivity.

Slowly, carefully,Burnwithdrew his fingers and pulled back, his face shiny with her juices, his chest heaving.Hecouldn’t help feeling proud when he saw how utterly relaxed, and completely satisfied she looked.

For a moment, there was only the sound of their ragged breathing.

Then,Bright’svoice, thick with his own unsated need, cut through the silence.

“My turn.”

Burn looked up at his friend, seeing the same raw hunger he’d felt himself mirrored inBright’shazel eyes.Therewas no jealousy—only a shared, possessive need.

He gave a single, sharp nod.

“Yeah,” he agreed, his voice a gravelly rasp.“Yourturn.”

He shifted, moving out from between her thighs.Ashe did, he leaned forward and capturedNoelle’slips in a deep, searing kiss, letting her taste herself on his tongue.Shemoaned weakly into his mouth, her response weak but eager.

Then, he traded places withBright.

Now it wasBurnwho sat behind her, pulling her limp, sated body back against his chest, wrapping his arms around her to hold her securely in place.Henuzzled into her hair, inhaling the sweet scent of her desire asBrightsettled between her wide-spread legs.

“Ready for me, sweetheart?”theLightTwinasked softly, his gaze locked on hers.

Noelle, dazed and floating, could only manage a weak nod, her eyes fluttering closed.

And asBrightlowered his head to taste the honeyBurnhad so generously left for him,Burnheld her close, whispering filthy, encouraging praises in her ear, watching his best friend worship the woman they both loved with his mouth, and knowing, with a certainty that shook him to his core, that this was exactly where he was meant to be.

47

BRIGHT

Bright’s heart hammered against his ribs—a frantic, eager rhythm that echoed the pulse he could see beating inNoelle’sneck.Ashe watchedBurnshift and her limp, sated body melting back into the solid wall of theDarkTwin’schest,Bright’sentire world narrowed to the glistening flesh presented to him.

Burn had feasted like a starved man, and the evidence of his hunger was glistening on his chin and clearly visible onNoelle’sswollen inner pussy.Yet, miraculously, she was still producing honey—a fresh trickle of it evident in her tight little entrance.

The sight madeBright’smouth water, his cock throbbing in painful sympathy with her need.