letting us do this for you.”
“I love it.” She could barely speak. Cristian’s smacks weren’t quite as forceful as Blade’s had been, but they excited her just as much. Blade’s mouth on her skin was hot, and her ass cheeks burned. Her clit throbbed, and if she didn’t come soon she was going to go out of her mind with need.
When Cristian finally stopped, she thought he was going to help her stand up the way Blade had done and wondered if her shaking legs would support her weight. But he didn’t ask her to stand. He asked her to lie prone on the sofa, and she did, moaning with anticipation. She wanted to ask what they were going to do, but her voice was gone. All she could do was pant and give into the arousal that swept through her like flames through dry brush. It consumed her. She was putty in their hands and wouldn’t refuse them anything.
Cristian placed sofa cushions under her hips so that her ass was up in the air, then he stroked the insides of her legs, opening them. He rubbed her pussy while Blade reached under her chest to play with her breasts. She heard another condom wrapper, and then Cristian plunged into her pussy from behind. He filled her completely and the sensation was unlike anything she’d ever felt while being fucked on her back.
With each hard thrust, her clit rubbed against the sofa cushions, and when she came, it was an explosion that rocked her body to the core. She screamed and clung to the edge of the sofa with one hand. Blade’s mouth found hers, and she ravaged him with her tongue.
Cristian gave her sore ass cheeks a couple of hard smacks with his hand, then pulled out. “Your turn, Blade.”
Joelle’s legs felt rubbery, and her pussy was swollen and sore, but she didn’t care. Blade fucked her hard and deep, lightly smacking her ass cheeks every few seconds. The sting competed with the waves of her impending orgasm, until Joelle couldn’t even process all the sensations. All she could do was whimper and give in to them.
These two strong, sexy men were more incredible than all her erotic fantasies combined. Peggy would never believe her. Joelle hardly believed what her own senses told her was true. They took turns, fucking her from behind, until both men came on her ass. The hot cum stung the wounds the paddle had made, but Joelle didn’t mind. She’d let them cover her in cum if that’s what they wanted to do.
Blade helped her sit up then pulled her into his arms and stroked her hair. Joelle didn’t have the strength to wrap her arms around him. He stood and lifted her then carried her into the bedroom and laid her gently on her bed.
“Stay with me,” she said, her eyelids fluttering.
“Try and make us leave,” said Blade, his voice full of humor and warmth. He crawled next to her and drew her into his arms. Behind her, Cristian wrapped his body around hers. Joelle drifted off to sleep, smiling.
Chapter Five
Cristian crept out of Joelle’s bed and walked into the sitting room. The drapes were still open and moonlight flooded the room. He walked closer and smiled as he watched fat snowflakes swirl in the air. The newscasters had been right for a change. He opened the window, glancing toward the hallway as he did. The frigid air wouldn’t bother him, but he didn’t want Joelle to wake up and catch him standing in front of an open window, stark naked, watching it snow. She would have too many questions he wasn’t ready to answer.
He breathed in the clean, frosty air and closed his eyes. If they lived in this climate all year long, he’d be perfectly happy. Hot weather made him uncomfortable and reminded him too much of the glimpse of Hell Lilith had once given him. Even now, the memory caused an involuntary shudder. That they were forced to pass the demon off as their cousin and had named this resort after her made him sick to his stomach. She was the millstone around their necks, and Cristian wished they’d never become involved with her.
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