creature of pleasure now. She worked her mouth on the hard cock head, worked her tongue around it, teased him as he had teased her.
Behind her, Khalid's fingers were piercing her rear, and she didn't care. She spread her legs for him, filled her mouth with Chase and heard his strangled groan as her name tore past his lips.
She thrust her hips back against Khalid, felt his fingers moving inside her.
"Now." She lifted her lips from Chase's cock, licked the head, and stared up at him. "Take me now, Chase. Please."
"She's ready." Khalid kissed the cheek of her rear, raked his tongue over it, and pressed his fingers into her. "She can take us both now."
Chase stared down at her. "Both of us, Kia."
He wasn't going to let her misunderstand. He wasn't going to let her feel betrayed later.
"Yes. Both of you." There was no hesitation in her voice, or in her dazed, sensual eyes.
Chase took the condom Khalid handed him, rolled it quickly over his cock, and pulled Kia to him. He brought her lips to his, kissing her, devouring the taste of her as he turned her until he could lie back on the wide leather seat, dragging her over him, pulling her into place until she straddled him.
He didn't have to guide his cock to her—she did it for him. Silken fingers wrapped around the shaft and her hips lowered, the slick folds parted and she stilled.
Chase pressed upward as Khalid moved behind her, his teeth nip-ping at her shoulder as she shuddered and more of her juices spilled over the sheathed length of his cock.
Chase had to fight to hold on to his control. Kia's pussy was nearly as tight as her ass. The muscles clenched around him as he eased inside her. Hell, he might as well not be wearing a condom to begin with. She was so sweet, so hot and tight he could feel every ripple of the contractions around him as he worked inside her.
Kia felt the stretching burn, the impalement, even as she felt Khalid behind her, his lips moving down her spine, tongue licking, his hands clenching on her rear, rocking her on Chase's cock.
She was burning.
"So perfect," Chase groaned beneath her.
"A treasure," Khalid agreed as he pressed her to Chase's chest.
Muscular arms came around her, light green eyes darkened to near moss stared back at her as she fought to focus.
He was buried fully inside her now. She was stretched tight, and Khalid was easing his fingers from her, shifting behind her.
"Don't hurt me," she whispered, shaking, touching Chase's face. "Please don't hurt me."
He paused beneath her, and behind her, she felt Khalid pause as well.
"Would I hurt you, Kia?" he asked as his hands stroked her gently.
Chase stayed still inside her, stretching her, ignoring the tight little movements she made, the need to have him thrusting inside her.
She was trying to breathe. Pleasure and fear and the unknown tore through her.
Behind her, Khalid stroked her with his fingers again, down the cleft, eased against the opening.
She gasped, relaxed involuntarily.
"Ah, so sweet. She knows there is only pleasure here," Khalid crooned.
"Would I hurt you, Kia?" Chase asked again, his lips at her ear as she sobbed with the pleasure now. "Would I ever hurt you?"
She shook her head, eased farther, felt herself relaxing, felt the broad, thick head of Khalid's cock beginning to ease inside her.
And it wasn't pain. It wasn't pleasure. It was an agonizing sense of rapturous ecstasy that began to blaze through her, inside her.
Chase remained still. Hard hands gripped her hips, holding her in place, Chase buried his cock inside her to the hilt as Khalid began to work his cock inside her rear.
"Chase," she moaned, her nails digging into his shoulders.
"I have you," he whispered at her ear. "I've always had you, Kia. Remember, baby? I take care of you."
He took care of her. She could trust him. She let the pleasure surround her, let it fill her, felt her muscles ease as Khalid slipped deep inside her.
"That's it, sweetheart." He kissed her neck, licked at