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cup her breasts. He lifted and weighed the slight swells in his hands and then he brushed his thumbs

over her nipples, causing them to go instantly and achingly erect.

She sucked in her breath when Jace’s pants hit the floor and he stood in front of her in only a pair

of black boxer briefs. They were tight, encasing muscular thighs and very clearly outlining the rigid

length of his erection.

The man was beautiful in a scary, oh-my-God way she’d never experienced. Light and dark. Ash

and Jace. Two completely different personalities.

Jace was intensely brooding, his gaze devouring her as he reached for the waistband of his briefs.

She forgot to breathe. Forgot Ash’s sensual assault on her breasts. Jace’s cock surged from his

underwear and strained upward, thick and pulsing.

Jace stepped forward, leaned down and roughly hauled her from Ash’s grasp and into his arms.

She landed against him, his skin a shock against hers. Her knees barely brushed the mattress as he

held her for his kiss. His arms wrapped securely around her, one hand splayed possessively over her

ass and the other between her shoulder blades.

Her breasts were crushed against the hard wall of his chest, and she promptly forgot all about

Ash’s hands, which had so gently caressed and teased her nipples. Her entire body was on fire. This

was . . . insane. It transcended simple lust or need. She knew nothing about this man and yet she knew

she needed him like she’d never needed anything in the past.

“Her pussy is mine.”

Bethany blinked as she heard the low growl tear from Jace’s throat. His words were bald in the

silence and then Ash’s chuckle skittered through her ears.

“Not like you to be so selfish, man,” Ash said, amusement still evident in his voice. “But I can

deal. Her mouth is sweet and I bet her ass is even sweeter.”

Jace shifted and power coiled tautly through his arms. She almost expected him to toss her down

and fuck her brains out, but his touch was exquisitely gentle as he lowered her to the bed. There was a

reverence in his hold that mystified her.

Her back met the mattress and then his hands slid over her body, caressing and touching as if he

couldn’t help himself. His palms glided over her breasts and then to her belly and finally to her hips.

He positioned her so her ass was right at the edge of the bed and her legs dangled over.

To her utter shock, he knelt on the carpeted floor between her thighs. Her breath hiccupped and tore

violently from her throat as he lowered his mouth.

Oh God.

“Going to taste that sweet pussy,” he breathed out.

When his tongue touched her clit, her entire body spasmed. Using his fingers to spread her farther,

he licked her again and she shuddered as pleasure rolled through her body.

Ash feathered a hand over her jaw, turning her toward him. Her lips met the tip of his cock, and she

hesitated.

“Open up, sweetheart,” Ash said.

Though it was prettily rendered, it was not a request. There was nothing remotely cajoling in his

voice. It was a command and one she didn’t think to refuse. Her lips parted and he fit his cock to her

mouth, easing inward as he put one hand to her head to hold her in place.

“That’s it. Suck it,” Ash said as he pushed farther in.

His quiet groan hovered and his fingers tightened against her scalp. She closed her eyes, allowing

Ash to dictate the pace. It was fine because she lacked the concentration to be in control. Jace was

destroying her with his mouth. His wicked, beautiful mouth and tongue.

Jace wasn’t at all tentative. He stroked his tongue over her clit and then down to her entrance and

pushed inward, sucking and licking like she was a delicious treat. Ash leaned up and over her,

angling himself into a more dominant position, so she had no choice but to take his cock as deep as he

wanted her to take it.

And then Jace’s mouth left her for the briefest moment. “Don’t hurt her, Ash.”

Ash immediately stilled. Tension she could feel rolled off his body. He stiffened and withdrew and

she could see him turn in Jace’s direction, his expression one of fury.

“When have I ever hurt a woman, Jace?”

There was a lot in his voice. Pissed off, surly alpha male rising to the surface. Gone was his

playful, flirty demeanor and in its place was something altogether different.

“Jesus, what the fuck, man? Really? You’d say that kind of shit? What the hell are you thinking?”

Bethany tried to sit up, suddenly wanting to not be between these two men. But Jace put a gentle but

firm hand on her belly and held her down. He didn’t even look at her, but kept his hand there, a silent

order for her to stay put.

“It was just a warning,” Jace said in a quiet voice. “I don’t want to overwhelm her.”

Ash was silent as the two men stared hard at each other. Ash’s lips curled and then he seemed to

read something in Jace’s gaze that made him back down. Ash’s eyes went blank and then he lowered

his mouth to Bethany’s, kissing her in a manner clearly meant to comfort and reassure.

“I won’t hurt you,” he whispered against her mouth.

“I know,” she whispered back. And she did. Because Jace wouldn’t let him.

“Hands and knees,” Jace said, interrupting the brief tenderness between her and Ash.

She glanced down to see the intensity in Jace’s gaze and she shivered all over again.

Even as she went to turn, Jace was there, his hands against her skin as he helped her to her hands

and knees. As soon as she was in position, Jace pressed a kiss to the small of her back.

“Have to get a condom, baby.”

And then he left her and cool air brushed over her skin, eliciting a wake of chill bumps.

Ash delved his fingers into her hair, brushing the strands back in repeated, gentle motions as he

positioned himself in front of her. Up on his knees, he angled his cock to slide it back into her mouth.

He kept one hand in her hair and with the other, he caressed her cheek and jaw, petting and coaxing

her as he inched his way past her lips.

His scent filled her nostrils as his taste filled her mouth.

And then Jace was back, his hands covering and caressing her ass. He kissed the small of her back

again and then let his tongue slide up her spine. She shivered to her toes and closed her eyes as Ash

thrust deeper into her mouth.

She wanted Jace inside her. Needed it. Wanted him filling her over and over, pushing away the

darkness, warming her from the inside out.

Finally, Jace cupped one hand over her ass and, with his other hand, guided his cock to her

entrance. He rubbed the condom-covered tip from the mouth of her pussy down over her clit and then

up again to glide through her wetness. He was testing, ensuring she was ready. She fidgeted and then

gasped out a
please
around Ash’s cock.

Jace went still. So still that for a moment she thought she’d done wrong. And then he pushed

inward. His hand tightened on her ass and she realized what his restraint was costing him. He seemed

so afraid of hurting her. Did she seem so fragile to him? What had he seen in her eyes that would

make him all but insult his best friend and make him treat her so reverently?

“Beautiful,” Ash murmured as he stroked inside her mouth again.

“Beautiful,” Jace echoed.

Jace pushed in to maximum depth, his balls straining against her mound. Then he held himself there,

his hands sliding over her back, eliciting strong shivers from her very core. She closed her eyes,

loving the sensation of being filled, so full she stretched around his erection. Each movement through

hypersensitive tissues made her twitch and quiver.

He withdrew and then rocked forward again, slow and sensual, utterly controlled. She didn’t want

control. She wanted him to lose it. To bury himself hard and fierce. She wanted to get lost, immerse

herself so deeply in the experience that she thought of nothing else but the breathtaking pleasure she

knew they would give her.

She pushed back against Jace, her mouth sliding over Ash’s rigid penis, his taste rough, masculine

on her tongue.

Jace smacked his hand over her ass, startling her, but the sensation wrenched a groan from her

mouth, vibrating over Ash’s cock.

“Patience, baby,” Jace murmured. “Want to make this good. You’re so fucking sweet. Don’t want it

to be over too quickly.”

“Fucking hell,” Ash moaned when her tongue swirled around the mushroom head of his cock. “Not

going to last this way. Her mouth is like silk.”

She smiled, suddenly confident in her ability to make them as crazy as they were making her.

“Sweetheart, you keep working that mouth around my dick the way you are, I’m going to come all

over that tongue, and like Jace said, definitely don’t want this over with too quickly. Want to fuck that

mouth for as long as possible.”

Jace’s hands tightened on her ass. His entire body went tense but she knew it wasn’t from

impending release. He seemed . . . agitated. Every time Ash spoke, Jace went rigid. Almost like he

wanted to forget the other man was present. How weird was that? It was obvious from the way Ash

had spoken that this was not an unusual practice for them. She briefly wondered if they swung both

ways, but they’d kept a careful distance from each other. There’d been nothing to hint that they were

remotely attracted to each other. Now her? They were definitely attracted—at least physically—to

her.

Jace resumed his careful thrusts, his cock growing larger with every push. He seemed near to

exploding and she wondered if she would even be able to accommodate him if he got any bigger. But

the sensation of so much cock stuffed into her pussy was amazing.

He withdrew, dragging the head of his cock to the mouth of her pussy then pulled out even more

until the tip barely rimmed her opening. Then he shoved in, quick, hard, hot.

She gasped and her entire body spasmed. She shook uncontrollably, her hands suddenly weak and

unable to support her. Her arms folded and Ash caught her, going down to a sitting position so her

mouth was still solidly around his erection. He caressed her hair, one hand on her chin, the other

stroking through her tresses. It was . . . nice. They seemed so caring, which was stupid of her to even

think. They didn’t give a shit about her. She was just pussy to them. A piece of ass.

“Didn’t say you couldn’t come, sweetheart,” Ash said gruffly. “Just that Jace and I want to last a

little longer. You’ll come again. I guarantee that. Don’t hold back. I want that mouth working around

my dick while you come and Jace wants that pussy to grip him like a fist.”

“Ash . . . Shut up,” Jace growled.

Ash went silent, but her body coiled, seemingly released by Ash’s husky words. Her orgasm rose,

like flame to dry wood, crackling and blazing out of control. She couldn’t stay still. Ash’s hand

tightened at her chin when she threatened to let his cock fall from her mouth. He pushed in deeper,

seeking depth as she pushed back frantically against Jace.

“Please,” she gasped out around Ash’s cock. “Harder, Jace. I need it harder.
Please.
”

“Fucking hell, Jace. Give it to her,” Ash said in a strained voice.

Jace’s big hands spread out over her back, stroking reverently before sliding down to cup her ass

in a deliciously possessive grip. He began to thrust hard. Rapid. Stroking deep, the friction so utterly

delicious that the room began to spin around her.

She closed her eyes and sucked Ash deeper, her mouth tightening. Her entire body shook with the

force of Jace’s possession. The pressure was exquisitely unbearable. The rush began low in her

belly, coming from the very heart of her, tightening viciously, coiling, snapping like a whip, spreading

like wildfire.

“Goddamn!” Ash groaned. “Fuck it all, I’m going to come.”

Just as her own orgasm flashed, a spark that quickly became a full-on explosion, the first jet of hot

semen hit the back of her throat. She cried out but the sound was quickly muffled when Ash thrust

upward, her lips brushing against the wiry hairs at his groin.

She writhed uncontrollably and she heard Jace’s muttered curse. His hands tightened on her ass

until she knew she’d wear marks from his fingers. Faster, wetter, the slick sounds of his cock diving

through her pussy loud in the silence.

She swallowed the hot liquid spurting from Ash’s cock and some spilled over her lips. Then he

carefully lifted her head and eased himself from her mouth. He gently laid her head down so her

cheek rested against the mattress and he continued to stroke her hair, his fingers soft and caressing

against her head, while Jace continued his relentless assault on her senses.

Jace powered into her, picking up speed, his hips slamming against her ass. She closed her eyes

and lay there, limp, utterly sated, delighting in the aftershocks of her orgasm as Jace continued to

thrust.

And then he went rigid against her ass, burying himself deep and holding himself while his body