her stomach. He used his other hand to part her labia, where he teased the entrance. “So fucking sweet,” he repeated before he plunged a finger inside. He slowly pulled it out, teasing her, tormenting her. When he pushed it back in, he added another finger. “So tight and hot.”
Kiana thrashed her head from side to side. She was dying from the pleasure he was giving her. He knew just how to touch her. What she liked. Sometimes even before she knew what she needed, he was already giving it to her.
He worked his fingers inside her as he sucked her clit ruthlessly.
“More, Mateo. Please, I need more,” she cried out, mindless with the consuming fire in her blood. Both hers and his; she could feel the ache building through the shared link. He was bent on domination. Wanted to make sure she knew who she belonged to.
When she’d touched Tiaki that first night, an angry jolt had gone through their link at her reaction. When Mateo had walked in on the soul-shattering kiss Tiaki had given her that afternoon, fury and something more had burned her senses.
Tiaki… She didn’t know what the hell was happening to her. She’d never encountered anything like what had sparked between them.
A flash of a picture of Tiaki between her thighs, giving her pleasure, savoring her taste on his tongue as Mateo kissed her, flitted through her mind, sending new tendrils of fire and something else surging through her blood. She bucked against Mateo, needing something more. Something she couldn’t name.
She wasn’t surprised when the image was ripped away and replaced with one of Mateo pulling Tiaki off her.
He grasped her hands again, binding them like a steel vise to her sides. “MINE!”
That one word couldn’t have made it more clear how he felt. Yet even as the word seeped into her mind, she also felt a hesitation shimmer through their link. In her mind’s eye, she saw Mateo turn his gaze on the man he’d just pushed away. A brief sense of longing flashed through the link before it was extinguished. It was gone so quickly she was left wondering if she had imagined it.
Gathering her strength, she pulled Mateo from her and forced him onto his back. She kissed him hard. She licked her lips, tasting herself there, then proceeded to kiss her way down his neck. She bit his chest, then soothed the hurt with her tongue. She loved the salty tang of his skin. She continued lower, raking her teeth against the taut skin of his abs, nipping the sleek muscles as they contracted beneath her touch.
She heard his sharp intake of breath when she nuzzled the length of his cock. She sat up on her knees and unbuttoned his pants, freeing his hardened shaft. She gazed up at him and held his gaze as she flicked her tongue over the head. A shudder rocked him deep inside and throbbed across their link, sending heat spiraling through her anew.
Kiana opened her mouth and slowly sucked the length of him inside. The skin was velvety soft and hot against her tongue. He fisted her hair in his hands and thrust his hips, fucking her mouth. She loved making him crazy for her.
But it wasn’t enough. There was something missing. A piece she needed to feel complete in the moment. An image of Tiaki and Mateo touching each other, stroking each other’s cocks, flashed in her mind. She moaned around Mateo’s cock at the thought of watching them together.
She could feel Mateo’s urgency to be sheathed inside her skitter through their link, tinged with denial at the vision she’d sent to him, though she hadn’t meant to do so.
Giving his hard cock one last, lingering lick, she moved up and straddled his hips and lowered herself onto him. She cried out as he filled her, stretching her pussy. He pulsed hot and hard inside her.
Mateo grasped her hips, helping her find the rhythm they both needed right now. She bucked against him, trying to fill the emptiness she still sensed inside. What the hell is going on? No. There wasn’t anything wrong. Nothing
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