Four Play by Maya Banks, Shayla Black Page A

claiming it, spreading her.
    He ran his fingers over the opening to her pussy and then his cock stabbed deep. The van slowed abruptly, sending the man behind her painfully forward. She yelped as he lodged deep inside her and then gasped as he continued riding her with fierce, hard pumps.
    Her skin prickled. Felt alive, like a thousand ants were crawling just below the surface. Her blood chugged sluggishly through her veins, and her pulse beat wildly at her temples.
    Never before had she entered such a state of absolute euphoria. It was like being on a drug high. The air was dense around her, and she processed things in slow motion.
    Her senses were shattered. All she could process was the intense pleasure that mingled with the pain of his rough assault. It was a pain she liked—liked very much—and she wasn’t sure what to do about that knowledge.
    He was relentless in his taking of her. The sheer savagery shocked and aroused her in equal measures. She felt restless. Like a wild thing captured and fighting extinction.
    Over and over, he took her, owning her. He pounded against her ass until she lost awareness of everything but the feel of his cock punishing her.
    A dreamy smile took over her lips. She closed her eyes against the soft blindfold and let go of the tension boiling inside her. She went limp, her surrender complete.
    This time her orgasm wasn’t sharp. Wasn’t a painful build-up to a tumultuous explosion. It began soft. A warm glow that slowly spread through her groin. Her pussy clenched around the cock battering her and then she dissolved, no longer able to fight the inevitable.
    She vaguely registered him pulling out of her, heard his harsh rasp of breath, then felt his fist bump against her ass. He jerked at his cock and hot semen splattered across her ass and onto her back. She arched up, wanting more.
    Fresh air spilled into the back of the van. They’d stopped and she hadn’t even realized it.
    “Nice,” Chase drawled. “I wish you could see yourself, baby. All tied up, ass in the air and covered with cum.”
    Then he gripped her ankles and yanked her backward. She slid along the floor until her legs hung over the back of the van.
    “I’ve got to have you again. Right here, right now,” Chase growled.
    She heard the rasp of his zipper, and then he thrust into her. No warning. No workup. There with the doors of the van open, God only knew where, where anyone could see, he fucked her fast and hard.
    The van shook with the force of his thrusts. His hand tangled in her hair, and he pulled her head back as he continued to pin her against the van.
    It was fast and furious. Almost over before it started. He rammed into her and held himself deep, then arched forward until his body was molded tight to hers. He continued to push, straining deeper, rising up and arching over her.
    He trembled as his release pulsed from his cock and into her body. Then he pulled out abruptly in a warm rush. His hand tightened in her hair, and he pulled her sharply up. Her feet hit the ground outside and he forced her to her knees.
    His cock hit her cheek as his other hand went to cup her chin.
    “Open,” he ordered. “I want you to lick every bit of the cum off my dick, Zoe.”
    He wasn’t precise as he shoved into her mouth. He smeared the sticky remnants of both their bodies over her chin and lips before finally sliding over her tongue and deep to her throat.
    Dutifully, she licked and sucked until he seemed satisfied. He cocked her head back as he withdrew, and she could feel the weight of three stares. Did they like what they saw? Was this as huge a turn-on for them as it was for her?
    How indelicate she must look, half dressed, disheveled, semen coating the insides of her thighs and smeared over her lips and face.
    “We’re not finished, baby. Not by a long shot,” Chase told her.
    Excitement fluttered through her stomach. What else did they have planned? And where were they?
    He hoisted her up and into his arms,