“That will be your seat,” Mondo said, gripping her upper arms and stroking the soft skin with his thumb. “Would you like his cock sliding up inside you?”
“Only yours would satisfy me more,” she whispered back.
Mondo gave her cheek a kiss, walked her toward the platform and helped her up the steps, providing her balance when she straddled Craig’s hips because her hands were still restrained.
Mondo’s breathing deepened, a burst of heat, a mixture of jealousy and desire spreading through him at the sight of Craig’s cock riding the center of Sunny’s juicy folds.
But this was about her pleasure, about pushing her past what she thought she could take, about expanding her realm of pleasures. Soon, both of them would be more comfortable with the sharing, but tonight was going to test them both.
Mondo guided her up and gripped Craig’s cock firmly.
“Easy, there,” came Craig’s muffled murmur.
Mondo flicked his balls, smiling when Craig grunted. Then he slid the tip of the other man’s cock to Sunny’s entrance. With a gentle downward push on her shoulder, Mondo forced her down Craig’s straining shaft.
Mondo walked around to the side, pulling Sunny’s wide-eyed gaze. Her body was still, the skin of her belly prickling up in goose bumps. When Mondo slowly faced Jenn, Sunny’s gaze followed. “Jenn, Sunny’s going to need your help.”
He gave no further guidance, which was enough instruction to Jenn to let her know she was free to explore. Jenn smiled at Sunny, braced her weight on one arm and then leaned toward Sunny and licked a breast.
Sunny gasped. Her chest jutted toward the other woman and her thighs quivered. No doubt, Craig’s cock was getting the life squeezed out of it. Again, a shard of jealousy shot through Mondo, but he breathed deeply and walked around the back of the platform.
With a hand pressing between her shoulder blades, he showed Sunny the angle he wanted.
Someone shoved a wet wipe in front of him and Mondo looked to his side. Aiden gave him a nod, letting him know he stood by, ready to help. Gently, Mondo removed the plug and wiped her down, smiling at Sunny’s embarrassed groan.
Mondo cleaned Sunny and donned a condom. He handed nipple clamps to Aiden, who in turn gave them to Jenn to attach to Sunny’s puffy pink nipples.
Once they were in place, Jenn continued to play with tips, toggling the hardened ends and flicking the clamps while she leaned close and took Sunny’s mouth. Sunny’s pussy clenched, something everyone who watched guessed from Craig’s deep groan.
His own desire mounting, he slicked up his cock, willing it not to expand any further. He didn’t want to hurt her, hoped she was so deeply aroused she’d accept his intrusion and forget the people crowding around the platform.
Standing behind her, he removed the restraints around her wrists. She groaned and her arms fell forward, no doubt prickling. He moved closer in. She was at just the right height. He cupped her buttocks and gave them a squeeze. He pressed apart her cheeks, his thumbs on either side of her tiny hole. Then he flexed his hips, placed the tip of his cock against her opening and pushed.
Her ass tightened, resisting him.
Mondo smoothed his hands up her belly to her breasts and pinched one beaded nipple, giving it a twist. “Let me in, mi amor. Relax.”
“You’re too big,” she whispered. “Not gonna work.”
He chuckled next to her ear and reached down to her folds where they stretched around Craig’s cock. “You want to move, don’t you? Want to cram down his cock and back up. But I’m not going to let you do the work. I’ll move you forward and back. His cock will swell inside you, rub you raw while I fill your ass.”
A strained moan leaked through her thinned lips. She shook her head, which waved her hair against his cock, the fringe giving his engorged shaft a light stroke. Mondo chuckled and kissed her shoulder. “Baby, you will like this. Haven’t you liked everything I’ve done?” he asked, his voice deepening to a soft caress. “Want Jenn sucking your tits while I fuck you?”
Again, he twisted a clamped nipple and she shuddered. Her head fell forward, her breaths deepened. Gradually, the tension in her ass released and he pushed the crown inside.
It was his turn to moan as she clenched around him.
Giving Jenn a glare over Sunny’s shoulder, he waited until Jenn removed a clamp and sucked Sunny’s breast. Then he began to move, forward and back, shallow pumps that drove him deeper and deeper into Sunny’s ass.
His cock was surrounded by heat, and he felt Craig’s cock straining against the thin wall separating them.
A slap sounded—Jenn slapping Sunny’s breasts. “Good,” he murmured, aware of Sunny lowering of her torso closer to Craig’s but holding her weight on her hands as Jenn continued to smack and pull her tits.
Mondo stroked deeper, careful to gauge her acceptance before repeating a deeper stroke. He moved faster, reading her urgency in the way she tilted her butt, coming up a fraction so that each of Mondo’s forward thrusts moved her more fully on Craig’s cock as well.
Forward and back. Forward and back. He was fucking them both, and Sunny was a trembling, squirming mess, her voice reduced to grunts and mewls, and then soft shattered sobs the more excited she grew.
“Jenn, come for me,” Mondo ground out, stroking deeply into Sunny.
Craig strained beneath Jenn and lush sucking sounds increased. A moment later, Jenn’s shout was muffled against Sunny’s mouth as she came.
Mondo slid his hand around Sunny’s hip, slipping it between her and Craig and ringing Craig’s cock, reminding the other man of his duty and showing Sunny without words there wasn’t any boundary he wouldn’t cross to ensure her pleasure. When he withdrew, he found her clit with his thumb and pressed. He turned his head, nuzzled into her hair beside her ear. “Come, baby. Do it for me now.”
Her back arched, her scream loud and shrill as she bounced on Craig’s cock in opposition to Mondo’s fierce strokes. They ground together, Mondo nearly losing it until her orgasm cinched her asshole around his cock, arresting his own explosion.
She shook and quivered, her breaths sliced apart by wave after wave of movement. When he slowed, so did she, and he pulled her up, gently extricating his cock and assisting her as she stepped off the platform.
Aiden moved in, pushing up Craig’s legs, forcing them against his chest as he shoved his cloaked cock into Craig’s ass and began to stroke, his hand rubbing off the condom on Craig’s and then gripping his shaft, pumping Craig with his fist as he fucked.
Jenn leaned toward Aiden and their mouths fused. But Mondo didn’t want to stay to watch the threesome find their pleasure. He lifted Sunny into his arms and carried her through the parting crowd down the hallway to his private room.
Sunny came back to awareness slowly. Mondo was inside her, having laid her sideways on the bed. Her thighs were hooked in the crooks of his arms as he pounded her pussy.
She was still juiced up, her sex swollen and hot from friction. She’d likely not be able to sit for a day or so without feeling the puffiness between her thighs, but she could have cared less. The look of him, his teeth bared as he asserted his dominance, renewing his claim, left her breathless.
Her mind flitted to the scene they’d just enacted on the stage with their friends, in front of strangers, and the memory only served to heighten the excitement causing her skin to burn. She cupped her breasts, pinching the tender peaks, letting him watch as she played.
His strokes were deep, sharpening, hooking at the end. They rubbed the spongy spot of bundled nerves inside her, and unbelievably, desire curled again inside her womb.
Clever Mondo seemed to know the moment she was fully engaged. Without breaking their connection, he shoved her deeper onto the bed, crawling onto the mattress and lowering his body so that just his hips pinned her. His torso held on his elbows, he glanced down at her.
Sunny gave him a smile and combed her fingers through the thick fall of hair framing his face. “Do you know how beautiful you are to me?”
Mondo snorted.
“I look at you and I can hardly believe you’re mine.”
Mondo continued to hold silent as he studied her face. But she recognized that his stillness was his silent plea for her to tell him more. Sunny’s eyelids dipped, hiding that little bit of fear still living inside her, that one day he’d grow bored with her. That he’d find someone prettier, someone as strong and worldly as he was, who could match his courage and passion without resorting to the tears Sunny’s deeper emotions seemed to require.
“I love you, Mondo.” She bit her bottom lip, wanting to hold back the last confession, but instead she took a deep breath and blurted, “But I want this to last. I want forever with you.”
He held so still for so long she was afraid she’d blown it. Her breaths shortened and those damnable tears welled in her eyes.
A second later, she was on top of him, his arms hugged her against his chest. She pushed up, a flare of anger giving her courage as she glared down at him. “Well?”
Mondo laughed, his white teeth flashing, that boyish expression lightening and softening his sharp, sexy features. “We will marry.”
She slapped his shoulder. “Mondo!”
His eyelids dipped and he stared into her eyes. “I have told you a dozen times that I love you. Why don’t you believe me?”
“Loving me now doesn’t mean you can love me forever. I have to know, because the deeper I fall for you, the harder it will be to watch you walk away.”
“I will never let you go. You must not be very smart,” he said, his voice deepening. “My friends have watched me fall like a sack of rocks. They’ve been laughing at me for weeks because I’ve been a wreck. I’ve been waiting for you, mi amor, to know this is real. That my love is solid. Lasting. The forever kind.” He framed her face with his palms, a tender gesture made more poignant by the dark promise gleaming in his eyes.
Sunny sighed. “You really want to get married?”
“Yes. Now,” he said, gaze steady and true. “This very second.”
She curved her fingers, digging them into his shoulders. “I won’t let you change your mind.”
“I am yours as you belong to me. That will never change.”
On a sigh, she lowered her head and met his fierce kiss with all the passion she’d hoarded inside her. She’d be his wife, his partner. But in their private moments together, she’d belong to him, her submissive heart having at last found its Master.
About the Author
Until recently, award-winning erotica and romance author Delilah Devlin lived in South Texas at the intersection of two dry creeks, surrounded by sexy cowboys in Wranglers. These days, she’s missing the wide-open skies and starry nights but loving her dark forest in Central Arkansas, with its eccentric characters and isolation—the better to feed her hungry muse! For Delilah, the greatest sin is driving between the lines, because it’s comfortable and safe. Her personal journey has taken her through one war and many countries, cultures, jobs and relationships to bring her to the place where she is now—writing sexy adventures that hold more than a kernel of autobiography and often share a common thread of self-discovery and transformation.
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Look for these titles by Delilah Devlin
Now Available:
Saddled
Stone’s Embrace
Undeniable
Lone Star Lovers
Unbridled
Unforgiven
Four Sworn
Breaking Leather
A Four-Gone Conclusion
Reined In
Delta Heat
Five Ways ’Til Sunday
Fournicopia
A Perfect Trifecta
Twice the Bang
The TripleHorn Brand
Laying Down the Law
In Too Deep
A Long, Hot Summer
Coming Soon:
Beaux Rêve Coven
Once in a Blue Moon
Who says it’s better to share your toys?
Twice the Bang
© 2013 Delilah Devlin
Delta Heat, Book 4
Beau McIntyre has had his eye on Pansy Patton for a while. But after their friends’ coming out party—where Pansy wears nothing but a sexy smile—Beau isn’t the only one jockeying for the best view of her pretty backside. Realizing it was a mistake to opt for a drawn-out seduction, Beau plans on staking his claim.
Billy Sorenson knows he’s out of his league with a submissive like Pansy, but it was lust at first sight. Now he’ll do whatever it takes to have her, even if he has to be penciled into her schedule for equal time.
A smoking-hot firefighter with ice-blue eyes, or a mysterious cop…what’s a girl to do? Pansy has the answer: refuse to choose and savor the consequences of both men pursuing her.
Doe she expect her lovers to play fair? Oh, no. She’s hoping they’ll play dirty. Real dirty…
Warning: Contains m/f/m and f/f/m scenes, paintball and other sexy ball games, flogging, and one wild orgy of pleasure.
Enjoy the following excerpt for Twice the Bang:
As they drove to the Italian restaurant where Billy had made reservations, Pansy watched the handsome firefighter from the corner of her eye. He was all wrong for her. A vanilla guy who didn’t understand the first thing about what a girl like her needed.
And yet she couldn’t do the right thing. Couldn’t tell him take her home and forget about seeing her again. There was something about him she really liked.
Didn’t hurt he was easy to look at. Tall and thickly muscled everywhere, he looked like a Viking come to life. Only with short, bristly blond hair. And with pale, penetrating eyes that were completely swoon worthy.
The first time she’d felt that arctic-blue gaze settle on her naked body at the party, she’d felt an electric spark sizzle across her skin. She’d been so excited her nipples had tightened as though pinched by naughty fingers.
Or maybe it was the added bonus that Beau’s whole body had stiffened beside hers as Billy had approached. She’d been trying to get Beau’s attention for the longest while, every time he entered the club. At last, that night, he’d given a hint of jealous possessiveness regarding her.
Billy’s expression had been open for anyone to read. Predatory, stark, his gaze raking her nude body and snagging for long moments on her breasts and bare mound. His chest beneath his orange University of Tennessee T-shirt had expanded. His arms had tensed, both displaying impressive bulges, but not a show he’d purposely given. He’d just been in a rush to reach her. A heat-seeking missile homing in on a hot target like the ones she’d watched on the news.
She’d never gotten that reaction from a man before. She’d been nude in many settings—at the club, at private meet ’n’ greets, at BDSM conventions—but she was used to polite interest, not the hungry intensity she’d felt all the way to her bare toes.
She’d creamed on the spot and then wondered how to hide the evidence, clamping together her thighs.
Beau hadn’t missed much. His quiet, watchful gaze had studied her and then looked at Billy. If she hadn’t noted the tension lending a sharper edge to his already taut jaw, she wouldn’t have known he was jealous.
That was something unexpected, because Beau McIntyre was a bit of a mystery. The other female subs at the club wondered about him, talked about him in the female locker room. They knew he was Mondo’s friend, and that increased his cred exponentially, because every girl wanted a go with Mondo and paid
close attention to his attractive crew of friends.
She’d played with Mondo, been his demo girl a time or two, but only that many because he liked a sub who could take a more intensive S&M session than she could endure. And truth be told, he scared her.
But Beau had always fascinated her. From his tall, buff frame, his bald head, and stark features, he was handsome enough to give her butterflies just looking at him. His heritage was a mixture of African American, Asian, and by his last name, Celt, but his expression was all inscrutable Asian. What he thought or felt was something he didn’t divulge. He posed a challenge.
For the longest time, she’d wanted to get him alone, get him naked and see whether he could manage to hide what he thought without giving a telltale twitch
Seeking sanctuary could be the hottest mistake she ever made.
Laying Down the Law
© 2012 Delilah Devlin
The TripleHorn Brand, Book 1
A lifetime ago, Zuri Prescott kicked the dirt off her boots and ditched her small-time small town for the glam city life—and lived to regret it. When she’s framed for a bank job, she lights out for home, seeking refuge with her old high school sweetheart while she figures out her next steps. Only she discovers that the boy she left behind is the last man she should trust.
Sheriff Colt Triplehorn knows trouble when he sees it, especially when it comes in the form of a familiar trespasser, caught naked between an angry bull and her underwear. Sure she’s up to her usual no good, he grants her sanctuary at his ranch—the better to keep an eye on her, and purge her from his system once and for all.
Reconnection is sweet and hot, but the heat can’t hide the truth. When Colt inevitably finds out the truth, it’s too late to put the fire out, and he’s got a career-compromising choice on his hands. Follow the letter of the law, or follow his heart.
Warning: When a sheriff captures the girl who got away, expect revenge so hot it leaves brands on two lonely hearts...
Enjoy the following excerpt for Laying Down the Law:
Once Is Never Enough: Delta Heat, Book 5 Page 10
