Collared: Ashton [Collared Lovers] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Angela Wray Page B

his tongue up one side of the folds and down the other side, careful not to touch her wet little button. Curling his tongue into her slit, he sucked some of her moisture out.
    When Ty looked up again, Nate saw his whole lower face was covered in Ashton’s juices. He wanted a taste for himself so badly. Running his thumb through the trail, Nate brought it to his mouth and sucked her juices off.
    Leaving Ashton moaning in need in Nate’s arms, Ty leaned in to share Ashton’s passion with Nate, who felt Ty’s tongue around his mouth and chin, and then they took each other’s mouth in an aggressive kiss. Feeling a tentative tongue lick against their sealed mouths, they opened the kiss to include her. The three tangled tongues, and Ashton continued to whimper and rub against them.
    Nate’s gaze was snagged at the sight of Ty pulling his dick out of the tight confines of his jeans. Nate wanted to groan at the sight of Ty’s dick being swallowed by Ashton’s pussy, and watching him grab a fistful of her hair and cover her mouth with his own was nearly too much. Ty’s eyes nearly rolled back in his head. Nate thought her cunt must have a death grip on his length.
    Remembering the feeling of her tight little muscles clench and flutter on his cock made Nate’s balls draw up. It was no wonder the pace was fast and hard, each crying out in climax in less than a few minutes, thankfully. The feel of her sweat-slicked body sliding against his own was nearly torturous, and the smell of Ty was extremely arousing. Nate loved the weight of Ty’s head as it rested against his chest. Feeling his nipples pucker at the sensation of Ty’s breath and the rasp as he flicked his tongue against the disc made him moan.
    Nate felt like he was going to shoot his load all over her lower back, which was halfway pressed against his groin. Trying to give both his lovers the chance to ease themselves down from the high, he waited till they both could calm.
    When Ty lifted himself off of them both, Nate immediately transferred them to the floor and pushed her facedown. The grip Nate’s hands had on her easily angled her ass up into the air. He then yanked his jeans open and shoved them down to free his erection. Nate reached down, cupping his balls, tugging the sack a little he grasped the stalk of his cock. Using a sawing motion Nate worked his width into her tight little pussy. Reaching under Ashton, he stroked the little protruding clit that was literally dripping with thick moisture. Nate worked it in time with his thrusts, and when he felt her spasm, he rammed as far as her cunt would allow and released a torrent of sperm into her womb. Feeling his balls draw up and tighten, he felt like he was pouring his soul into her.
    Wanting to simply lie there and enjoy how wonderfully spent his body felt, he was content to just enjoy the view Ashton provided. She kept her cheek resting against the designer carpet that covered the beautiful wood floor.
    Breathing heavily, he was drawn to touch her, and his own callused hands met Ty’s to caress and soothe her softness, running the length of the back, over her rosy bottom, and down her thighs. He could even see the thick releases running down the inside of her thigh despite his cock locking the majority inside of her. His member even soft-filled her to overflowing, making him desire another round.
    Pulling her flush with his body, Nate sat back, and her head rolled back to rest in the curve of his neck. She felt fantastic in his arms. Still buried inside her, he cupped her heavy breasts lovingly. Holding her and Ty lying next to them, he felt relaxed, enjoying the quiet moment.
    When Ashton’s stomach growled, they chuckled at how she sheepishly blushed, and Ty announced it was time to go home and enjoy a nice breakfast.
    Nate dressed her back in her robe, and Ty collected their things. All through the ride in the elevator down to the private garage they touched her in little reassuring ways. Nate was so