The Billionaire Bad Boys Club(82)

“God,” he moaned. His body tensed, leather creaking as his hand tightened on the strap it held. She caught sight of him in the mirror with his head flung back ecstatically. “It feels too good. She’s . . . licking me . . . so . . . good.”

He began ejaculating, and she sucked him more fiercely. Before it occurred to her that this might hurt him, he made a sound so helplessly carnal, she knew she’d accidentally done the perfect thing. The edge of pain triggered him. Anticipating the effect this might have, Zane slapped his hand around the base of Trey’s cock, so he couldn’t slam too far and gag her. Naturally, Zane’s grip excited Trey even more. He cried out and his come flooded her, his whole body arching to get closer. Though Zane didn’t climax, he seemed driven by the same instinct. He shoved his length all the way up inside her, holding tight and shaking.

Rebecca was trapped between them, and she loved it. They were both straining to get deeper, maybe straining toward each other. It might be a strange thing to get off on, but she couldn’t deny she did. The three of them seemed a unit, as if they all took each other.

Trey convulsed with one final shot and sighed, bringing her awareness to him in particular. Beginning to go soft, he eased himself from her clinging lips. Then she did mind being bound. She wanted to touch him as he stepped down onto the floor. She could tell his knees were shaky.

On the bright side, when he tipped her head up, she was able to look directly into his eyes. She licked her lips free of the last taste of him, an action he watched fascinatedly.

“You liked that,” he said.

It wasn’t a question. Rebecca smiled, the sensation that she might love him rising in her again. She wasn’t frightened by it. She couldn’t be in the unusual state she was in. She hadn’t come, but she would. She wasn’t free, but she was. She’d trusted him more than she had anyone in her life, and it was turning out all right. A hint of these thoughts must have shown in her expression. Trey’s dark brows furrowed above his nose. His perplexity amused her.

“The rules of this game entitle me to come now,” she said.

The corners of Trey’s mouth turned up. “They do. Would you like me to help Zane finish you?”

Zane’s cock jerked inside her. An imp prodded Rebecca to share the idea that flashed to her. “Do you think he’d mind if you lick my clit while he thrusts? I realize he’d feel you down there. Perhaps you’d even lick him by mistake.” Her tone was intentionally coy, maybe more so than Zane could appreciate.

“Fuck,” he swore behind her. His body wasn’t objecting. His arms tightened around her, his cock gone steely hard in her.

Trey’s eyes flicked to Zane’s face and back to her, his mouth pursed with the amusement.

“I believe he’d survive the ordeal,” he said.

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Whatever doubts Zane harbored in his mind, his body was on board with Rebecca’s plan.

“I have to unfasten these,” he said, reaching forward to unlock and unbuckle Rebecca’s arms. “She’ll be at the wrong angle otherwise.”

Maybe she would and maybe she wouldn’t. He only knew he wanted her closer. Before she had a chance to rub her wrists, he pulled her up so that her weight rested on her knees and not the waist harness. His prick fucking loved the change in position. The pressure of her body on his underside was stronger.

He gritted his teeth against letting that push him over. If he was going to do this, he was damn well going to enjoy it for more than two seconds.

“Do her if you’re going to,” he said impatiently to Trey.

Trey lifted a brow at him. Submission was something he played at and not his true nature. Zane realized how possessively he was hugging Rebecca, both arms wrapped around her to hold himself deep and snug in her.

Trey kicked a convenient cushion into place under her. “Your wish is my command,” he said.

Rebecca shivered—for Trey, he thought. Though it was childish, he jerked his prick deeper into her. Resentment made him hot, or maybe how hot he was made him resentful. Trey knelt on the cushion and looked up at Rebecca.

The shiver ran through her again, but this time she chafed Zane’s enfolding arms.#p#分页标题#e#

“You’re beautiful,” Trey said. “Both of you. Especially right here.”

He touched them with his fingertips where they joined. A shock of pleasure streaked up Zane’s cock, much too strong for sanity.

Trey must have seen the reaction. He smiled subtly and leaned forward.

He didn’t pretend to be avoiding Zane. His tongue dragged up the strip of shaft that bulged outside Rebecca before continuing up her folds to her clit. Zane made a noise, then she did, and then Trey swiped them both again. The joint tongue job made him crazy. His cock twitched like a mad thing, which Rebecca must have felt. He hated that he couldn’t hide his reaction to Trey licking him, but part of him loved it too.