Into Their Woods (The Eerie, #1)(118)
Very, very cocky.
I lick my lips at the sight of the sheriff. His golden skin and perfect muscles are on display as dusk paints the room and our bodies with light that’s both fading sun and rising moon. It’s magical and promising.
“Come here. I want to tongue fuck that pussy,” Ruger orders.
Oh waiter, table for one!
I move to stand over Ruger, my feet on each side of his head, and leisurely crouch down over him before lowering my knees to the ground.
“Fuck, that’s hot,” Ellery declares, flashing the sight of my ass as I drop down onto Ruger’s face into all of our minds.
Ruger runs his hands up my body, his arms wrapping around my back as I kneel above him. For a second I’m worried about how he’s going to breathe with me on top of him like this, but Ruger must not give a shit because he grabs me and pulls me firmly onto his face.
His humm of approval buzzes up into my clit, and the heat of his mouth shoots through me like a torpedo. He buries his face in my folds like he no longer breathes oxygen, he breathes wet cunt. I moan and then mewl when his clever tongue starts to twist and turn, his lips sucking and kissing, taunting me to the point of madness in only a matter of seconds.
Looks like Ruger is an expert at kissing all kinds of places.
Greedily, I press down on him, grinding my hips as my mind hollows out, filled only with the sensations of his mouth and tongue.
“Don’t let her come so easily,” Ellery calls out as he strides closer.
His cock bobs near my face, and though I glare at him for his words, I don’t protest out loud. If I did, he might step away, and I want him down my throat so badly I groan with need. I’m desperate to choke on him while I rub my scent all over Ruger. I want the smell of sex to waft from both of them so that when they leave this room, anyone who comes near knows exactly what we were doing in here.
I imagine one and then the other trying to make me squirt, trying to make me come so hard I gush all over them. Projecting that thought, I tease, “Up for the challenge, boys?”
They both feed hunger and longing back to me through our connection. The intensity of the emotions swimming through the room threatens to make my vision waver.
I smile wickedly as my possessive gaze travels over the sheriff. Every part of him seems designed to drag me deeper into mindless lust. The sharply defined planes of his pecs, the light dusting of hair that travels down his navel, those abs. I’m even in awe of the shape of his fucking thigh muscles. And between those thighs? His cock is swollen and dripping, skin stretched so tight that the veins bulge on either side of it.
“I need you,” I half order, half plead.
Ruger tilts my hips so he can suck my clit into his mouth, and I throw my head back, lost to the ecstasy of him, until Ellery threads a hand through my hair and demands all of my attention.
“You’re fucking exquisite,” he declares, his blue eyes molten with need. “Ruger, tell me when she’s getting close to coming. Noah’s earned some delayed gratification, don’t you think?”
I glare up at him, because the bastard has already been edging me for what feels like a decade. Defiance gleaming in my eyes, I roll my hips against Ruger’s face and run my hands up my torso, fondling my tits just as I get the perfect amount of friction against his mouth. I tweak my nipples, sending a shower of hot sparks down my spine to meet with the pulsating fire below.
A second later, my wrists are manacled by Ellery’s hands and wrenched away from my breasts. Ellery leans down and captures my angry mouth, delighting in the way I bite him.
“I promise, we’re going to make you explode so hard that you won’t remember your own name,” he whispers, pulling back slightly. “But you’re going to have to be good and wait for it.”
Dammit all. What he’s saying sounds insanely hot and yet so fucked-up at the same time.
Ruger’s tongue doesn’t ease up, only adding to the pleasure that’s tempting me to tip over the edge. His tongue lashes beautiful patterns across my most sensitive skin, and it only takes about thirty seconds before my insides heat and a brilliant vibration shoots up through me.
“She’s close,” Ruger states.
I growl at him. “Snitch.”
“Slow down,” Ellery orders, and Ruger’s tongue gentles and becomes a dreamy remnant of what I want it to be.
Instinctively, my body moves to grind against him, desperate for more.
But Ellery whispers, “Just wait. Trust us. And wait.” Then he captures one of my nipples in his mouth. He sucks hard, the contrast stark against Ruger’s tender lapping. My body blazes, sensation draping itself across my limbs.
“Right there,” I whisper, my words the merest drag of air because I’m panting with the effort of resisting.
The celestial releases my nipple, breaking the momentum and leaving me gasping.
“That’s our girl. You’re being so good,” he murmurs before leaning toward the other peak and latching on, once again sucking and flicking in time with Ruger’s tongue. His praise warms me in a different way, and I’m on the cusp of begging for more.
Ruger intensifies his teasing, his fingers joining his mouth. They don’t dip inside of me but skim along the edge of my cunt as his tongue starts to press against my slit. Then, so damn slowly I want to scream, his tongue goes deeper.
“Oh fuck, I need to come, I’m so close!” I warn, and Ellery’s mouth instantly bites down on my nipple, hard.