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the juices spilling from her cunt while one diabolical finger began to breech
    the entrance to her ass.
    Lucian gripped her leg, just behind her knee, lifting it, bracing it against his hip as
    Dev’s lips and tongue began to torture the bare flesh of her cunt. His tongue slid inside
    her vagina, pumping in hard, tight strokes as she shuddered in Lucian’s arms.
    It was unbearable. If they stopped she would die.
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    Dev’s finger screwed slowly, deep inside her anus, using the juices that slid from
    her cunt to ease his way. As her muscles adjusted to that small penetration, he added
    another, keeping the fiery tension alive, that small spark of pleasure/pain nearly
    sufficient to throw her over the edge.
    “You’re so hot, you’ll burn us both alive,” Lucian groaned at her breast as he held
    her still for Dev’s explorations. “Does it feel good, baby? Do you like his tongue fucking
    you, his fingers preparing you?”
    Tally shuddered, dazed with pleasure. This was too good. It was more than she had
    ever dreamed it would be.
    “I could lift you now, Tally, push my cock up your tight pussy while Dev takes
    your hot little ass. All you have to do is ask me for it. Tell me you want it, Tally.” His
    voice was strained, hoarse from arousal as he raised his head to stare down at her in the
    dim light. “Now, Tally.”
    She opened her mouth, the words trembling on her lips.
    “Tally, are you out here?” They froze as Terrie’s voice called out imperatively. “I
    have an emergency in the house. I need your help.”
    Like a splash of cold water her friend’s voice filled her senses. Dev cursed as he
    quickly moved back, smoothing the material of her dress over her buttocks as Lucian
    raised his head and stared down at her with a hunger that speared straight to her soul.
    “Tally. I need you now.” Terrie’s voice brooked no refusal. “I know you’re out
    here.”
    “Go home with us, Tally,” Lucian whispered, his fingers straightening her dress as
    she fought for her sanity. “I promise, you won’t regret it.”
    “Tally,” Terrie called again, closer now.
    “Tally?” Lucian’s voice was soft yet filled with demand. A demand that shook her
    to her core.
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    As much as she needed, as much as she knew she would regret it a second later, she
    also knew the price would be much too high.
    “I can’t.” She stepped back from him quickly, watching his eyes narrow as
    determination stamped his features.
    “Just a minute, Terrie.” She knew her voice was husky, not quite even, but couldn’t
    help it. “I’ll be right there.”
    Silence filled the area for long seconds. “I’ll wait here,” Terrie called back, her voice
    determined now. Tally stared back at Lucian, furious with herself and with him.
    “This can’t happen,” she told them both desperately, but knowing it was too late to
    ever go back. “It will not happen again. Fantasy time is over, boys. This has to stop.”
    “You know it will happen again,” he warned her, his voice pulsing with arousal as
    Dev cursed again, his voice irate, husky with his own lust. “The next time there won’t
    be any interruptions, though. Think about that one, Ms. Jaded Tally.”
    Her eyes widened as his words sank in, knowledge exploding through her head as
    she stared up at him. There were few people who knew her online persona as Jaded. So
    few that she could count them on one hand. Lucian should not have been one of them.
    “Didn’t I tell you once that your little side life would rear up and bite you in the ass
    one day? Consider yourself bitten, baby.”
    Wicked. Fury rushed through her bloodstream, white-hot and intense. He was
    Wicked, the online womanizing bastard! The cyber man of her dreams with a fetish for
    every fantasy that had ever entered her depraved imagination.
    “You bastard,” she hissed. “You lied to me. All that time.”
    “Like hell.” He was in her face, nearly nose to nose as he snarled

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