Hi guys, hope you're enjoying the book so far!
I know some of you are as excited as I am.
So I thought maybe I should just skip the whole mushy Part but then I was like "Morgan would have my hide if no one hears about her awesome threesome.
So this one is for you guys, it's pretty long but sexy.....
Morgan's P.O.V.
Fire blazes through my core, the feel of two rock-hard bodies pressing into me from either side sends my head reeling and spinning. I gasp as Xaiver mouth crushes to mine, his powerful hands cupping my jaw, his tongue demanding entrance to my lips as I melt into him. I could feel Xavier pressing into me from behind, his hot plusing cock burning through my back. His firm hands gripping my hips possessively, his words still teasing through my ears.
“Now him.”
“You don't need to tell me twice” I say in a sexy tone, as my cheeks flush pink in excitement, I glide my tongue in a seductive manner as I stared at Dorian with red hooded eyes biting my soft bottom lip between my teeth.
“Come here, big boy”I Say in a slutry voice turning slowly in Xavier arms looking up into Dorian brooding face his jaw clenched tight and fire blazing across his hooded thick blue eyes from having just watched me kiss his friend.
A minute before, I’d been tingling with forbidden heat, wondering which of these dangerous, gorgeous, powerful men is going to “win” me and which would claim me as a prize.
Well, now it looks like theirs no need to wonder at all. Because it’s not going to be one of them taking me as the winning prize.
It’s going to be both of them.
And I love it!
The thrill, the chase and the sex is exhilarating.
I moan softly into Dorian lips, panting, my whole world spinning as my mind whirls. This situation is probably seen as insanity in all capacity but is sure as hell fine with insanity itself.
…And here I am, sandwiched between the two men of my desire!
Kissing them.
They’re both huge, towering above my five-foot-four. And dark, and dominant, and so freaking good looking.
That's it’s a problem.
Everything about this situation should feel wrong. I should be screaming and running from the room. But that's not me, I want them and am going to have them. But No attachments, Not just because of who they are. But just because of my attraction to them.
Before I could even think further, I’m gasping as I’m whirled, pulled away from Dorian and spinning back into Xavier's arms. He growls when he kisses me, and this time, I’m willingly opening my mouth for his tongue willingly melting into him and moaning as his powerful hands drag my body tight to his.
Am currently doing this because it's feels so wrong but tastes right!
The longer I kiss Xavier, the longer my body trembles at the feel of Dorian's lips on the nape of my neck.
“Damn his name sounds and tastes like sex itself”As I murmur his name slowly.
They whirl me again, and this time, I’m falling right into Dorian's arms, my palms landing on his hard, muscled chest and my moans drowning in his lips.
“Got you all to ourselves now, little Devil” Xavier growls into my ear, making me tremble as Dorian kisses me hungrily.
“Now what are we going to do with you?”
Dorian pulls away, and I pant, my face burning hot and electricity teasing through my body.
“You could take me now and fuck me brainlessly"?I say smirking, licking my lips deliciously.
Xavier grins wolfishly.
“Hmm, nice plan. But am sure we can do more than that can't we?”He asks, retorically.
His hungry, gorgeous smile sends fire teasing through me. Our eyes lock, and I swallow thickly, trembling as I feel both his hands and Dorian tighten on my waist.
“I couldn't help but purr at his words, biting my lips shivering.
“How about ‘You call me sir.’” Xavier growls into my ear from behind me, making me tremble heatedly.
“Hmm, freaking but that doesn't mean I'll all that submissive cause am actually the opposite of that. So why don't we put all that aside and start fucking”I say, as I feel my core tightening, from all the pent up sexual fustration my pantie already dampened with my slow release.
“Hmm,?” I toss back, my voice breathy, and steady as my nerves with a bit of sass.
Xavier chuckles darkly behind me as he pulls me even closer into me.
“Okay, little devil,” he says darkly.
“Is that a nickname cause I love it,” I gasp quietly, heat shuddering through me.
“Little devil"Dorian says, as his fingertips traces my arm in a soft and sensual way.
“Yes?.”
I tremble, as sweet shivers run down my spine.
“Less talking more kissing”I murmur.
My eyes dart between them, my breath hanging , my pulse racing
And slowly, the longer I stay right there, the longer the both of them start to smile hungrily at me.
“Impatient little minx” Dorian grunts. “Don't worry we've got all night” The both of them move towards me, and I gasp in delight stepping back until I feel the edge of the dress table against my ass.
“Oh , sweetness,” he purrs. “You’re dying to see if we just fucking snap and start tearing your clothes off, fucking you , having you, however we want, until our hunger is slaked.”
My thighs clamp tight together, and I shiver at the sizzling, forbidden heat that tingles over my skin.
“Oh, I think she might just like that,”Dorian grunts, his jaw clenched tight. “I think you might just like the idea of two big, older men pinning you down and taking what’s theirs to claim. That what you want, sweetness? You want us to show you what happens to bad girls who hang around bad, bad men like us?”
“I moan out in pleasure, dirty talks are part of what makes me so wet!
Yes, yes ,yes"I sigh out
They move right against me, both of them pressing me into the table at my back. I gasp at the feel of both their hard, muscled bodies pressing into me. But when I feel something else, those sweet hard plusing cock teasing through me.
My mind goes down to Oblivion
I could feel them, pressed against me. That the rock-hard, throbbing bugles pulsing against my tummy sends red hot desire through my vein. Then the when two of them grabs me, and when their lips tease over my neck on each side, I could faintly hear them growl into my skin like they couldn't get enough of their meal and they couldn't wait to devour me. I could feel it all. I feel those two hardness pulse against me, and I know they’re very much real.
“Show us,” Dorian growls.
“Show you?”
His eyes blaze.
“Show us how wet your little pussy is, sweetness.”
I feel a blush race through my skin fiercely, knowing they could see the spark of it in my eyes.
“Their words sending a thrill through me as I see the fire and the power blazing in their eyes.
“You want to see how wet I am for you both”I whisper, between their ears. I bite my lip, losing myself in their eyes as I lured them in.
“Well why don’t we find out.”I say....
The both of them press into me, their hands sliding down my sides, down over my hips and trailing down the sides of my legs. And when their fingers find the hem of my slinky dress, I shiver.
I start to lose myself entirely with them.
Dorian and Xavier both pull, tugging the dress up and peeling it back up my thighs. I could feel my breath panting faster and faster, and as the dress gets pulled higher and higher, I realize just how badly I want this how badly I want them.
The dress tugs up, until it’s just under the edge of my soaked panties. My eyes close, my breath catches, the fire throbs its way through my body. And then, there’s a final tug, and even with my eyes closed, I can feel the both of them groan.
…And I know why.
Because I know that my panties are soaked, and I know that the two powerful, dangerous, dangerous men pinning me to the table with their filthy words melting through my ears could see it.
“Bad, bad girl,” Xavier purrs, moving into me and making a tsking sound. I whimper, feeling that thick bulge in his pants pressing into me and feeling his teasing breath on my neck.
“And you know why I think we’ve got ourselves a bad girl?” he growls into my ear.
I whimper and purr, taking a stuttered breath.
“Because good girls don’t get messy wet panties when they get locked in a room with two bad, bad men. A good girl’s pussy wouldn’t get all slick and wet when those two bad men promise to make her theirs, would she?”
“Never said I was a good girl”I say as I widen my legs with my pussy now in full view, as I slip my finger, pleasuring myself.
I whimper, panting, my entire world spinning and blurring. They close in around me, hands sliding down over my bare thighs as they keep my dress pulled up high over my panties. I don’t what it is—maybe it’s their tone, or the accents, or the raw power behind their eyes. Whatever it is though, there’s something about them that takes away any common sense I have.
“Now,” Xavier growls into my other ear, his lips brushing my skin as his big, thick fingers push between my legs. “Now you’re in big trouble, little girl, this is supposed to be my job”He murmurs as he plunges his fingers into me.
“You were too slow, like I said less talking more fucking"I say aggressively.
Dorian's P.O.V.
Fuck do I want her. We both do, badly. Like we’ve never wanted any girl ever. It’s like nothing exists but her.
From the moment she begins to tease and taunt my thoughts, my mind and heart hasn't been mine.
I knew from the moment I saw her walk into the club, that I want, and crave her even if it were on her terms. I’ve heard and seen her in action, we both have. We might just be playing into her hand right now but neither Xavier nor I seem to mind, we've never laid eyes on mysterious little minx like her, that is powerful enough to bring two men to their feet with her sexual powess.
Am supposed to be halfway across the world by now, but my feet and heart seems immobile.
Could it be because of her?
She's beautiful, Sassy, intelligent, loyal, and fierce i've seen all that up close when she stood up for her friend Leslie a year ago. She brave, strong and bold we've seen it in the way she ignored the lecherous eyes of the creeps here in the club. She's definitely not just a pretty face. She’s got fire inside. That much is clear.
And I intend to let that fire consume me utterly!
She’s hooked us somehow. Badly. She’s somehow slid under our skin, and we knew in an instant that there was no scenario here where we didn’t want to make her ours.
So that’s exactly what we’re about to do. This might jeopardize everything and makes things complicated, but I know damn well neither of us cares. Or at least, neither of us is going to stop.
My fingers trace the smoothness of her inner thigh, feeling the heat between her legs against my hand. Xavier's hand is tracing up the other leg, and between us, Morgan is barely able to catch her breath as she pants so hard. I could feel her leg tremble, muscles clenching and unclenching as she desperately tries to swallow back a whimper of pleasure.
She’s enjoying this. A lot. And that alone has my cock pulsing hard enough to tear a hole in my goddamn pants. She’s loving being pinned like this by two rough, older, powerful men like us. I could see the flame blazing in those emerald eyes, and the way that fire in her hair seems to dance a little fiercer when we yanked that little dress up high over her panties.
She might look innocent, but deadly. She wants it hard, panting, and rough. It’s written all over her face and in her breathless moans as we roughly push her legs apart and slide our fingers over the lacy edge of her panties. I growl into her ear, making her whimper as my thick finger traces the edge of her panties, running the seam of her inner thigh as she trembles.
Xavier groans, moving back into her. He brushes hair from her neck and leans in, and when his lips brush her skin, she gasps quietly.
“You're one greedy little devil aren't you?” he says gruffly and she whimpers silently.
Her eyes dart back to mine, blazing as she dives in for a kiss, her face flushed.
Fuck if my cock doesn’t just jump in my pants, precum dripping freely from my swollen crown.
“Bend over,” Xavier purrs into her ear. She gasps quietly, her lip catching in her teeth, she turns. She presses her hips against the edge of the table, bending low over it. Her back arches, and that tight, sweet little ass pressed taught against the red fabric of the dress, molding it to her curves.
…Fuck, a man could tear that goddamn thing right off and just plunge right into her, right here and now.
Xavier and I nod at each other, both of us on the fucking edge of our control as we reach for her. We both yank it up high over her ass, growling at the lacy black and white thong splitting that tight little ass in two.
My hand slides down, and when my palm grazes the soft, supple curve of her ass, I growl audibly. Xavier moves his hand over her side, until the both of us were palming her ass.
I pull back and give her a sharp little spank on that very spankable, naughty little ass, and she moans out.
Yess....”she hiss out
…I swear I could come right there.
Somehow, I hold off, panting and gritting my teeth with the effort to hold back my cum. I breathe, eyes narrowing on that sweet little ass as I wind back and give her another sharp spank. Xavier does the same, spanking her other side and making her ass ripple before nodding at me.
I pull back and spank her again, and when she cries out in this sweet, honeyed moan, once again, it’s almost my undoing. Those whimpers fuck.
“Harder”She screams..
Our naughty little girl likes it when she gets punished. My eyes trace down the tiny strip of fabric barely covering her ass and her pussy lips, and when I see it, I groan. Xavier spots it right after me and does the same thing, the front of his pants bulging as obscenely as mine.
A wet spot. A dark, wet, sticky little spot right in the middle of the of her little panties, pulled tight across her pussy. I give her another spank, and when she moans, I swear to God I see that wet spot grow a little bigger.
Fuck yes....”She moans out...
I don’t think, I just do. My zipper yanks down before I could even catch up with my own thoughts, and before I know it, I’m pulling my thick cock free of my pants. I growl, stroking my throbbing shaft slowly up and down as I wind back and spank that tight little ass again. Xavier grunts, ripping his belt off and undoing his own pants to tug his cock out as well. He groans, spanking her ass as he starts to jerk his big dick, both of us hungrily watching that wet spot grow even bigger and darker.
Precum drips down my shaft, and from Xavier's, leaking all over our hands and making both of our hard pulsing cocks glisten in the room. Part of me wants to plunge into her right here and right fucking now to just pull those panties to the side and fuck her tight little cunt like it deserved.
But, patience. I’m working on patience these days, but she’s making that pretty fucking hard right now.
My hand lingers on her ass, stroking the pink of her skin where I’ve spanked her, before I slide it lower. I groan, jerking my fat cock as I palm her ass and slide my hand down the soft curve of it. I push my hand down between her thighs, and when my fingers brush over her wet panties, she gasps loudly and moans so sweetly.
God yes...”She sighs out in pleasure.
I grunt, my fingers teasing over her soft wet lips through the soaked panties, making her whimper and moan as her legs shake.
“Oh, I think our naughty little prize likes getting her bratty ass spanked,” I growl, dragging a thick finger up and down her slit through her thong.
“That true, sweetness? You like getting spanked like a bad girl? I think your pretty little pussy likes it.”Xavier says
She cries out, trembling under my touch and panting. My fingers push against her opening, spreading her lips and pushing my big finger into her, still covered by her panties. It’s teasing, and I can’t actually slide into her with the damn fabric in the way, but it has the effect I want on her. She moans wildly, and when I feel even more sticky wetness soak into her panties, I groan as I start to pump my cock faster.
Xavier's palm comes down on her ass again, spanking her and making her yelp in pleasure. Wetness absolute floods into her panties, and I grunt as I rub them into her pussy. I could feel her hard little clit through the soaked, ruined thong, and I roll it under my fingertips as Morgan gasps for more, bent over and writhing across the poker table.
“Fuck, what a wet little pussy,” I groan. “You’ve made a fucking mess of your panties, baby girl, soaking them through with your cum. I think we’d better take these off.”
My fingers push under the edge of her panties, brushing against her soft, silken pussy before hooking into the soaked panties. I yank them down, making her gasp as I half rip them off in my zeal, letting them drop to tangle at her knees. She whimpers, panting as she stays just like that bent over, ass up, and legs spread for the both of us with her messy panties caught at her knees.
The need to take her is real. It’s an all-consuming force, and as I stroke my cock inches away from that glistening pink, tempting little pussy, it’s all I can think about. All I want to do is grip her ass, push my thick head against her slippery little cunt, and push inside, not stopping until every damn inch I have is buried inside that hot little pussy.
But first, I’m going to have her begging for it. We’re going to have her begging for it.
My hand slides back between her legs, and when I ease two fingers inside of her, she whimpers in pleasure. I curl them, stroking in and out and rubbing my fingertips against that sweet spot just inside. She cries out, shaking as fresh cum drips down my fingers.