Marissa watched his big cock bob up and down as he stepped closer, longing to feel it drive inside her.
“Stand up, Raven.”
Raven did as he said.
“You did such a good job, I want to reward you.” He put his hands on her shoulders and guided her to face the bed, then his gaze locked on Marissa. “I’m going to fuck Raven now. I’m going to drive my hard cock into her and fuck her until she screams her release.”
The words should have made her jealous, but instead, they excited her. She watched as Killer pressed Raven forward. She opened her legs in obvious welcome and he grasped his big cock and pressed it to her slit.
Marissa sent a quick glance to Rip, who watched, his hand stroking his own erection.
“You are fucking wet,” Killer said, then drove forward, impaling Raven in one stroke.
“Oh, God, that feels so good,” Raven cried.
Rip walked to the other side of the bed and lay down beside Marissa. He cupped her breast and stroked as Killer drew back and drove deep into Raven again. Raven’s mouth opened as she moaned in pleasure, her pouty lips so sexy.
Rip’s hand glided down Marissa’s side and then dipped between her legs as they both watched Killer thrust into Raven again and again. The two of them moaned as he drove into her faster and faster. He cupped one of her naked breasts. He squeezed, then found her nipple and tweaked it. Raven sucked in a breath and, shifting her gaze to Rip, began to moan. Killer pounded against her, then groaned as he released inside her, both of them climaxing together.
Finally, Raven’s upper body collapsed on the bed, Killer dropping on top of her. They sucked in air for a few seconds, then Killer stood and backed away. His big cock dropped from her body and he helped her stand. He drew her back against him, cradling her against his body, his hand on her breast. He kissed her neck.
“Thank you, Raven.”
“Oh, definitely my pleasure.”
The two of them walked to the chairs and sat down. Now everyone was staring at Marissa and Rip.
Suddenly, Marissa felt very self-conscious. She was stretched out in bed, totally naked, Rip naked behind her. His hand was resting on her mound, his fingers pushed inside her.
She lay there, uncertain what to do.
“Marissa, you’re going to roll on you back now and open your legs so Rip can fuck you.”
Usually, when Killer ordered her to do something, she responded without even thinking. This time, however, she felt frozen to the spot. Uncertain.
Killer’s lips compressed and she was afraid she’d made him angry. He stood up and walked toward her, then sat down on the bed beside her, his gaze steely.
“Is there a problem?” he asked.
“N-no, sir.” She’d never called him sir, but it just came out.
He leaned toward and spoke, his lips close to her ear.
“Marissa, this is your choice. You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do. You know that, right?”
She gazed up at him and nodded at his reassurance.
“If you don’t like something’s that’s happening, or want it to stop for any reason, just say so.”
She nodded again.
Of course she knew that. He’d never forced her to do anything. But this was all new and different. Strange and… wildly exciting.
He drew back and gazed at her a little longer, his authoritative expression still in place. He stared at her expectantly as Rip slid away from her. She rolled onto her back and opened her legs as he had instructed earlier. Then Killer stood up and returned to the chair.
“You two, go lay beside her. Help her out.”
Shock and Wild Card walked to the bed and settled beside her, one on each side. Wild card stroked her breast, and Shock leaned down and licked her nipple. The intense sensations of both breasts receiving such keen attention jolted through her. As Shock’s mouth moved on her, she felt the other man’s mouth close over her other nipple. Her fingers forked through the newcomer’s dark, wavy hair and she drew him tight to her chest. The sensation of two mouths on her, moving on her sensitive nipples, was exquisite.
She felt someone settle between her legs, coarse hair brushing against her inner thighs. She opened her eyes to see Rip kneeling there, his cock full and heavy looking, pointing toward her.
“I’ve wanted to do this for a long time, Marissa. To slide inside you. To drive into you until you scream in pleasure.”
As if on cue, the other two men rolled away from her. Rip prowled over her and kissed her, his lips coaxing hers to respond. Passion flared between them.
She’d always been attracted to this man. Had longed to be with him like this. Well, maybe not exactly like this, with spectators around them.
In a moment, her dreams would become a reality. Rip was about to make love to her.