No Simple Sacrifice (Secrets of Stone Book 5) (15 page)

We gazed down at her. So damn gorgeous. That high knot of hair sprawled across the pillow. Her cheeks were flushed, her lips swollen and strawberry red from our kisses. And her eyes…they gleamed like chocolate diamonds as she looked back and forth at us, alive with so many facets and feelings. I gave up trying to examine them all.

Finally, I uttered the only thing that made complete sense. “I love you, Talia.” I’m in love with you. No matter how I twist the words around, they all come back to that, sweetheart. Only that.” I readily accepted the packet offered by Drake, impatiently ripping it open, sliding the latex over my aching length. “Now, I’m going to make love to you. I can’t stand to be away from you any longer.”

“Yes.” She licked her lips again. If my cock wasn’t spiking a code red for arousal before…“
Yes
.”

Drake stroked strands of hair from her face while I pressed my body on top of hers…sliding her knees open with my own. Heaven was sent to me in this girl, and I longed to climb inside of her and live there. No matter how hot my dick raged, my world found rare peace once I’d buried my shaft in her welcoming cave—and I was more and more sure of how right this was, with her and Drake and me.

We would never leave her.

And tonight, after we showed her how much we loved her, we would tell her that too.

This time, we wouldn’t let up on the message until we were certain she understood it—in full. After replaying our last serious conversation—at least a thousand times—I was positive that had been our prime mistake. We’d left things open for interpretation, and she’d traipsed down all the wrong avenues to work it out. This time, there’d be no mixed signals, zero deviated paths. When we got back on the plane to Chicago, she’d be damn clear about where we stood.

“Open for me,” I growled in her ear, nudging her wider. She squirmed but obeyed, parting her perfect thighs even farther, exposing the stunning flower at her center in all its dewy perfection.
Fuck.
She was so wet. So ready.

My cock pulsed in my hand as I guided it toward her succulent entrance. I lined up, fitting just the head in…letting her cunt sip greedily at me while watching my best friend draw lazy circles around her nipples with an index finger. She gasped and mewled from the attention. Drake’s rough skin was probably adding extra pleasure, abrading her skin in all the best ways. Her eyes were closed, mouth relaxed, breath even and steady. She trusted us. The point was written all over her body, swelling my spirit with satisfaction. We were still taking baby steps, but at least we were moving forward again.

I slid into her tightness, gritting my teeth to keep from moaning out loud and betraying the true state of my self-control. And soon, so very soon, utter lack of it.

“Dammit, girl.” My shoulders clenched. My ass tightened.
Not yet. Not yet.
“Better than last time. Better every single time.”

I pushed in a bit farther, struggling not to let go and pound. I didn’t want to make her so sore Drake couldn’t take his enjoyment. Her head fell back as she spread her legs wider, welcoming me deeper. I surged forward until our bodies were pelvis-to-pelvis. It was good. So fucking good.

I buried my face against her neck. She gasped, arching it higher for me. I breathed in hard, and her mountain flower scent shot straight to my balls. I quivered, fighting the urge to rock my hips then completely explode inside of her. I needed to savor her longer. I needed the moment to last. For all of us.

Drake leaned in to absorb her sexy little moans with his mouth. He pushed her mouth open, kissing her senseless while I worked her body. Her pussy was soaked and tight and fiery. Soon, even my balls were covered in her moisture, making that sexy wet sound each time our bodies smacked together.

Damn.
Damn
. I could fuck her all night. I needed to come ten minutes ago.

I needed to focus on pleasing her, before detonating and ending it all. With a clenched effort, I pulled up enough to get a hand between our bodies. I found her clit, rubbing it as I retreated but then pressing my hand in on the down stroke. Her stare grew wide, unleashing the burnished magic in her eyes, letting me know just how much she liked the new sensation.

Letting me know one undeniable truth. “Oh, my God.” She cried it out, now that Drake had shifted his mouth to her neck. “I’m—ohhhh—Fletcher, please! I’m going to—going to—”

“Going to what, sweetheart?”

“I’m going to come if you keep doing that.”

I chuckled softly. It was a weird relief to know I could. “Isn’t that the point?”

Without waiting for an answer, I picked up my pace. Talia’s long, sweet moan spurred me on even faster. I thrusted in and out, building my release as much as hers. Pressure pounded my balls. My shaft screamed with need. Every beat of my heart swelled it all over again, pummeling every inch with heavy, painful desire.

“Baby?”

“What?
What
?” She punched out the second question in a harsh whisper. The breathiness of her voice drove me to the last possible point of resistance. I couldn’t hold back the fiery flood, now crashing down my cock.

“
Talia.
I can’t wait anymore.”

“Me neither. So close. Fuck me.
Fuck me
!”

“Come with me. Do it
now,
Talia.”

“Harder. Take me harder, Fletcher!”

Her filthy plea finished me off. The wind sucked from my lungs as my balls crawled up into my body, until damn near exploding through my cock. I threw my head back, nearly howling like a damn wolf at the moon. It was the best orgasm of my life. The best fucking
moment
of my life. The moment our innocent girl had let go, begging me to fuck her? Yeah, if I could bottle that magic and sell it…

Now I was just creeping myself out.

I pushed aside the thought while collapsing on top of her, battling to catch my breath. I was certain I glowed. No, literally. When I grinned against her ear, I was certain I saw the reflection. Wait. That would require actually being able to
see
at the moment.

“God
damn,
girl.” I groaned it in her ear before suckling the salty sheen off her neck.

“That was…heaven,” she sighed back.

“Not…arguing.”

She wrapped herself tighter around me.
God, yes
. Her arms around my neck, her legs around my waist, her sweet pussy around my cock…

Yeah. Heaven. Definitely.

Next to us, Drake shifted. As one, Talia and I swiveled our gazes to him. His was blacker than I’d ever seen it. He shifted restlessly, fighting his full, heavy breaths. His lust became another entity in the room with us, but we made quick eye contact, agreeing to go carefully. While two-on-one was a revelation for her, she was a revelation to
us
—and we didn’t want to give her even one bad experience. Could she take a second round so soon, especially after the way I’d just nailed her to the mattress?

I nodded, and he returned the cue with his curt efficiency. We were in agreement. I’d play director now—helping to launch them into the stratosphere.

Together, we looked back at Talia. Our sweet girl lay in a sated heap, a sublime smile on her sensual lips. I moved back, letting Drake kneel up on her opposite side. His cock was ready, primed for her attention.

I grinned. I knew this man better than I knew my own family, meaning I knew how much he loved getting sucked off. Dude was into it as much as fucking. That sure as hell made my next call easier…or so I hoped.

“Tolly?” My voice was deep and rough after our amazing romp.

“Hmmmm?” She smiled but didn’t open her eyes.

I stretched out beside her. “Drake needs you, too.”

Her eyes popped open. Her smile grew to a grin while gazing up to lock gazes with D. “I need you too.”

Drake fisted his erection, milking drops of moisture from the end. “You’re so sexy, girl. It won’t take much after watching Fletch pound your beautiful cunt.” He lifted his chin toward me, swinging her gaze back as well. I leaned over, kissing her softly, but when she opened wider to deepen the contact, I pulled back. “I want to watch you suck Drake’s cock. Take him into that pretty mouth of yours.”

As I’d half-expected, her eyes widened. Her pupils dilated. In panic.

Shit, shit, shit.

“I can’t—I’m not—I don’t know…”

“You just have to love him, sugar. Do what feels good. Natural.”

She bit her lip. Stared back up at Drake.

“And it feels good for you too?”

A groan unfurled from deep in his chest. “Baby, you have no idea.”

I brushed a knuckle down her cheek. “If you’re completely uncomfortable—”

“It’s not that.” Her gaze descended to his dick, now slick and swollen. He’d spread his pre-come along its whole length, and continued to work the shaft with slow, steady pumps. “I—I don’t want to hurt you.”

Drake laughed and stroked her cheek with his free hand. “Pain is the last thing I’ll feel with your mouth on me, Tolly.”

For a long moment, she just continued to stare. Her eyes were saucer-wide, her tongue playing at the seam of her lips. Dammit, even I got new wood off that look alone. Was she playing us with the Small Town Sally bit? No.
Hell
no. The woman had been honest to a fault from the day we’d first met her. She was genuinely nervous; I was sure of it.

That made me even more enraptured as she shifted a little, moving closer to Drake. She was equally captivated by his cock, examining it like it was the most amazing thing she’d ever seen.

She reached out to where his hand covered his flesh. Gently wrapped her hand over his. Drake hissed softly but said nothing. I joined him in watching her, as if she were a bomb set to detonate. Carefully. Cautiously. Respectfully. My cock stirred a little more—fucking amazing, considering what she’d just done to it.

Talia leaned closer to Drake. First, she kissed his hip. As she made her way to his shaft, his abs convulsed. He grunted, sliding one hand along the top of her head. His fingers shook, likely fighting the need to burrow into her shiny, messy strands.

Her lungs filled as she inhaled his scent. She moistened her lips one more time before starting up his cock. Innocent or not, she was riveting. Drake’s gaze said exactly that. He stared down at her with such awe, it made my fucking heart expand. He adored her to the point of wonderment, exactly as I did. She really had brought a miracle to our lives, something we’d never thought would happen. We were both in love with the same woman, as she was with us. At least I hoped.

And prayed.

Her fingers flexed around Drake’s as he gripped himself tighter, likely staving off his orgasm. I blended my groan to his as she dipped her head, running her tongue along the thick vein on the underside of his dick, before continuing around the rim at the tip. Drake’s cock visibly throbbed. A moment later, so did mine. Just watching the action shot an echo of sensation through me, potent and thick and incredible. Instantly, I added a blow job from her to the top of my To-Do list—as well as getting to fuck her while she did that to him. Not tonight. It was too soon. Besides, I had a front row seat to the best show in town tonight. She was a goddamn natural.

“Tell me that feels as good as it looks, man.”

Drake smirked. “You shouldn’t always be first after all, hmm?”

“Not complaining.” I reached down, rolling my hand around the twitching flesh between my legs. “It just looks so fucking hot from here.”

While we traded remarks, she covered his hard crown with her mouth, then started to suck in earnest. That sure as hell silenced our one-liners. Drake dropped his head forward, nostrils flaring, control visibly fraying.

“Fuck, girl. That feels so good. Take more, baby. Take whatever you want from me.”

His encouragement made her bolder. She pushed up in order to get more of him down her throat. Her little head bobbed up and down a few times, now making me glad she’d bunched her hair up into that mess on top of her head. I could see everything—and had to let my hand fall because of it, fighting back the urge to fully jack while watching them.

Talia moaned, mouth full of Drake’s cock. He surged his hips forward, nearly gagging her. I shot him a look, reminding him to go easy on her. Tolly wasn’t anything like the other girls we normally fucked. She needed to be treated like the treasure she was.

D closed his eyes and yanked in a violent breath, clearly trying to regain control. Looked like it was a lost cause. His chest heaved in and out. His jaw clenched brutally hard.

“Tolly.
Baby.
Goddammit,
yes.
That feels so good.” His forearm flexed, battling the urge to twist her hair and control the pace. D loved head in all its glorious forms, but he was a card-carrying member of the pile driver club. “Go a little faster baby. Please, just—Yes.
Yes,
just like that.”

I decided to focus on her. Took that thought to action, running a hand down her spine again. I slipped fingers into the crack of her perfect ass, until encountering the moisture between her legs. Correction: the full puddle there. She dripped with new arousal, obviously as into this as we were.

I groaned loudly while fingering her wetness again, hoping she’d get the cue and spread her legs in invitation. Dammit. I really was a junkie. I needed to be inside her in any way I could manage.

When she moved her top leg forward, I couldn’t hold back my praise. “Good girl. Let me in, sweetheart.”

She did just that. Incredibly, she never broke rhythm on Drake either. He was lost to his pleasure now, fixated on the sight of his rigid flesh violating her soft, sweet mouth. He had no concept I was about to give him a huge gift. If Tolly came while sucking him off, it would change the whole experience in her mind. She would crave doing it as much as we wanted her to.

Two fingers in. I slid easily, all the way to the last knuckle. She was wet, warm, and blissfully tight, already tempting me to replace my fingers with my cock. Instead I added a third finger, intensifying the fit, making her moan around Drake’s shaft. His eyes opened, curious about what I’d done to elicit her reaction—and once he saw, lifted a look that both cursed me and thanked me. The vision before him was so hot, with my fingers fucking her in brutal thrusts, he’d surely finish off in the next twenty seconds. The sheen on her skin told me how close she hovered too, so I deepened the plunges.