Their Virgin Hostage (Masters of Ménage #5)(71)

Law loomed above her, his stare fierce. "He's right, Kinley."

Pushing back apprehension, she reached for him. "I'm not hesitating. I want you, Law. And I want Dominic."

"Good." He held himself above her, body tense, as he carefully began probing his way inside her, a prod, a nudge, a shallow stroke. It all added up. Pressure climbed one slow inch at a time and threatened to overwhelm her.

When panic began to encroach, Dominic soothed her with a whisper. "You're beautiful, pet. We want you so much. Do you have any idea how happy we are that you waited for us?"

She gripped Law's shoulders and let Dominic's voice sink into her as Law began to penetrate. His hips held her legs wide so his flesh could stretch her own. He moved in and out of her slick folds, gaining ground with each thrust. Over and over, he entered and retreated, inch by inch probing her deeper until she felt him stop.

The pressure and the anxiety overwhelmed her. Law exercised all his restraint. It was obvious he wanted to shove himself inside her in one agonizing thrust. Instead, he shook and cursed under his breath, clearly holding back. Dominic kept soothing her, whispering that she was so sexy and lovely, he couldn't stand it. He played with her breasts, brushing and pinching her nipples.

With a shove of his hips, Law breached her barrier and groaned. Kinley felt something tear inside her. She gasped and froze, impaled and in pain for a moment. In the next, he held himself still, his cock buried completely inside her. Then he waited, giving her time to adjust to the feel of him. The pain evaporated.

Heaving a ragged sigh, Law touched his forehead to hers. "You're ours now, baby."

Kinley sank into the moment and gave herself over to them. Nothing had ever felt so right. They had treated her with more affection and kindness than anyone else. Besides being crazy about them, she was making love with them for the right reasons.

Law kissed her for the longest time, tangling their tongues together until she was utterly limp. "Are you ready for more?"

She wrapped her arms around him tightly as her legs encircled his waist. She was willing to give them everything. Yes, when he'd first pressed inside her, she'd felt a momentary flaring pain, but it paled next to the breathtaking intimacy of the connection they all shared with Dominic behind her and Law on top.

She belonged to them now. Maybe not for always, but for these moments, she was completely and utterly theirs. And they were hers.

Law began to thrust, gently at first, then gaining power and speed as she rocked with him. Dominic held her too, his big body acting as her pillow, though nothing about him was soft. He made her feel utterly safe, grounding her even as Law sent her flying. She could go as high as she wanted because Dominic was right behind her, hugging her tight.

"You feel so fucking good." Law's face was a mask of tension, every muscle tight as he used his whole body to push inside her before he pulled back again. Over and over, his big cock slid across a sensitive place high inside her passage. With each thrust, every bit of friction, she moaned and thrashed. Pleasure was right there. That ecstasy she'd felt before shimmered just out of reach.

Determined to have it, she tightened and arched up to meet Law's next stroke, then sank her nails into his back. Law thrust harder, his pelvis crashing against her clitoris. He growled and ground down, then thrust up hard until she couldn't take another second.

Orgasm flowed over her. Kinley cried out, screaming his name as she came.

Law's big body shuddered. He growled out in pleasure, holding himself tight against her. His arms shook as he pumped out his release. His excitement sent her into another frenzy, and she shook with him.



       
         
       
        

"I'm crazy about you," he managed to say through long breaths a moment later.

She nuzzled his cheek, caressing his hair as her body came down from the high. Sweet peace flowed through her.



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Dominic was so hard he could barely breathe, but he watched as Law nestled his face in Kinley's neck. She caressed his head, keeping him close, coveting him. The moment seemed almost sacred, as though they had both been washed clean of their past pain by their emotional joining.

God, this was far more than sex or a mere exchange of pleasure. Kinley was truly giving herself. Once she'd made the decision to surrender, she'd done it perfectly, without hesitation. She wasn't someone he would be able to forget once he hopped out of bed and had a shower. If he slid deep inside her body and claimed her, he would have a responsibility to her for the rest of his life.

Was Riley the smarter one here? Dominic wasn't sure he was ready to be this woman's Master. Her husband. That was the direction this was heading. Was embracing someone with such close ties to his sister's killer a betrayal of Carrie's memory?