Decadent

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The sensations matched those he’d incited before, but felt more intense. Kimber filled with need, as if she’d never come at all. Only this time, the pleasure was stronger. Her body was primed, his mouth determined, and his will iron. She would come for him again. He would not take no for an answer.
And she watched, the visual of him feasting on her aroused her nearly as much as his actual touch. Within moments, the question of whether she’d come again ceased to be, morphing into a question of when. Kimber knew from her tensing body, the thickening pleasure, the way her legs spread wider all on her own, inviting Deke in deeper, that the when would be soon.
“Her taste?” Luc asked his cousin against the underside of her breast before he dragged her nipple into his mouth for a long, sensual suckle.
Kimber’s breathing climbed, hitched.
“Fucking sweet,” Deke muttered, lapping at her again like a treat. “Christ!” Elation soared at his words. He approved. No, he enjoyed. His rough voice and uninhibited devouring told her that. He wasn’t going to stop until he’d wrung every drop of pleasure from her that he could.
Luc rose above her then, his gaze penetrating her. Desire hardened his features.
Dangerous. Predatory. He wasn’t content to just watch. He expected his turn.
Her pleasure climbed, ratcheting up, every lick ramping her euphoria higher than before until it strung her so tight, she felt her clit fill with blood, pulse, moments away from incredible orgasm…
“Look at me when you come,” Luc demanded.
Kimber did, her gaze helplessly fixed on his black stare. Grabbing the sheet, Kimber arched up as the pleasure began to overwhelm her. “Luc…”
“Soon, I’ll lick you. Suck you. Make you come.”
“Yes,” she panted.
Then Deke’s tongue flicked her clit, devastating her control. “Oh, God. Oh… Deke!” Ecstasy ripped the sound from her throat as light, color, sensation, and heat all rushed inside her, detonating through every nerve in her body. She jolted with the force, shook, perspiration making her body damp, her muscles turn as liquid as water.
As she lay back, trying to catch her breath, struggling to recover, Deke looked up from between her legs, his mouth red and wet and set in a determined line. “Once more, kitten.”
Then he licked her again.
She didn’t want to say no. Could she, even? Kimber doubted it. But she was so tired, turned inside out, and spent after two monster orgasms. And Luc still hadn’t had a turn to send her flying into pleasure. And he wanted his chance. The way he stared at her even now told her he was done waiting.
“My turn,” Luc insisted. “Before sweet Kimber passes out. And you have other things to prepare her for.”
Other things? Kimber couldn’t make her exhausted body support her lethargic thoughts so she could ponder what those other things might be.
But Deke apparently agreed—reluctantly—as he slid off the bed and disappeared to the other side of the room. She began to tip her head back and follow him with her gaze, but Luc snagged her attention by caressing a pair of elegant fingertips through her steamy, swollen slit, then slowly, so slowly, sliding them deep inside her.
“Lie back and enjoy,” Luc murmured.
Tingles erupted, shocking her with their insistence, flaming to bright new life.
She’d never believed that she was very sexual. She masturbated, yes, but rarely came more than once. Who knew she had two hard orgasms in a row in her? And the way she felt now, a third wasn’t out of the question.
Kimber’s eyes slid shut, and she let out a shuddering breath of tortured pleasure.
Lie back and enjoy. Luc wasn’t taking no for an answer. And she wasn’t inclined to say it, anyway.
He prodded that sensitive spot inside her that Deke had quickly found as well and plied it—softly, yes, but without mercy. The need spiraled again, faster, hotter.
The walls of her sex tightened, tingled, ached.
“Your vulva swells and turns rosy when you’re aroused. It’s fascinating to watch,” Luc murmured.
His words made her clench with helpless arousal. Then he stimulated her clit with a long, lagging drag of his tongue.
Kimber cried out and clutched the sheets again.
“You smell…” he breathed deeply, taking her in through his nose, “amazing. Spicy and hot and addicting. Which only makes me want to taste you more.”
“Luc…” Kimber didn’t know if she was saying yes or no to the man. She only knew that he and Deke had managed to take her to a place where rational thought ceased, sensation ruled—and drove her completely out of her head.
“Stay where I can taste you,” Luc said. “Take the pleasure I give you.” Kimber braced herself for another crash, for something even bigger, more powerful. The undertow of this one might knock her unconscious, but suddenly she was sure it would be worth it.
Then Deke muttered something low and unintelligible near Luc’s ear. Her lashes fluttered open in time to see Luc nod. Then Deke’s hands disappeared between her legs.
Her gaze connected with his. He burned, broiling her with the demand in his expression. He wanted to see her come again, under Luc’s tongue. It was all there in his harsh stare. And he was going to help push her over the edge.
Not that Luc needed help, she thought, as he sucked her swollen clit into his mouth. Kimber clenched her teeth against the rush of sensations, but one piled on top of the other. The coming orgasm packed power, gnawed into her composure with sharp teeth, and began to unravel her. Then…oh, Luc’s tongue flirted with the ultrasensitive tip of her clit, now peeking out from its protective folds. She screamed at the sensations, nearly climbing out of her skin.
They weren’t done.
Sensing that her climax hovered moments away, Luc released her clit and backed off. “Not yet, sweetheart. Soon. There’s more. And I want to savor you.”
“No,” she panted, so close now that sweat burst across her brow, between her breasts. “No. Now.”
Luc chuckled. “Have a little patience.”
“No,” she repeated, looking between the two men.
“Yes,” Deke insisted.
She focused on him as he leaned closer.
“Do it,” he commanded Luc.
With a slow nod, the dark-haired hedonist reached for her legs, caressing his way up, up. “With pleasure.”
Do what? They weren’t going to make her come again. Yet. No matter how badly her body ached and needed, arched and yearned and turned to fire.
Luc answered her question when he curled his palms under her knees and lifted her legs, spreading them high and wide until her legs were folded against her body, resting above either hip. Leaving her wide open. For anything.
She breathed harder at the thought.
“Hold yourself here,” Luc said, bringing her hands under her knees.
They both stared at her exposed sex, eyes hot, determined. No doubt, they were up to something. Something new. Wondering what that something was tied her stomach into knots of apprehension and need.
“Luc…”
“Don’t beg him for mercy. He doesn’t have any. I have even less. You wanted to learn about ménage, kitten. You want your virginity intact. That means we’re going to invade that delectable ass.”
Anal penetration. Now. She could see that fact in their eyes as their stares tumbled across her body, lingering on the swollen flesh between her widespread legs. Secretly, she’d wondered after overhearing one of her brothers wax practically poetic about anal sex. Yes, of course Deke and Luc were going to penetrate her there. How else could she take two men at once?
“Will it hurt?”
“Today will be simple,” Luc assured. “Enough to give you the sensations without opening you too much.”
Deke cut to the chase. “We won’t fuck you here. Yet.” But soon, they would.
Kimber felt faint at the very thought of taking them into her body in the most primitive way possible and giving herself completely to them, letting the pleasure—and likely, the pain— drown her.
She sent them a shaky nod. “Okay.”
“I wasn’t waiting for your consent. You gave that to us when you walked through our front door, suitcase in hand.”
Deke, again. And he sounded angry somehow. Or maybe he was just on the edge.
The enormous erection still tenting his slacks had to require attention… And he was still staring at her sex hungrily, savage need lighting his deep blue eyes. A part of her wanted to protest his arrogant speech. The presumption. Kimber bit her lip, logic telling her that he was right. And that his sexual frustration was doing the talking.
“I know.”
Some of the tension left his body, then he looked down at Luc with a nod. “Finish it.”
“She won’t last long,” Luc commented.
“Kimber may not respond to it.” A shrug of Deke’s massive shoulders was meant to give her the impression that he didn’t care. But she sensed that he did care. Very much. They didn’t leave her wondering for long if she would respond. Moments later, she felt something cool and slippery nudging her back entrance. She tensed, having second thoughts.
No, make that third and fourth thoughts. What were they invading her with?
What if she didn’t like it?
“Don’t tense,” Luc urged. “Push down just a bit. It isn’t big…” Biting her lip, Kimber tried to relax and push down on the invading object, clearly coated in lubricant. She was only halfcommitted to it, hedging her actions.
Until the fire in Deke’s eyes skyrocketed. Until he was forced to rip off his pants, take his cock in hand, his stare all the while glued to Luc’s gentle probing.
That she could get to him, force him to stroke his own flesh because she aroused him so much, made Kimber want to give him more of a show. She’d imagined she’d be hesitant and shy around Luc and Deke, but the feminine power of knowing she drove them to undeniable arousal burned away any timidity. She wanted to tease them.
Concentrating on Luc’s instruction, she did as he suggested, and suddenly, something slender slid up, up, up into her ass. A gentle click later, and that something began to vibrate.
Oh my God!
Pleasure wound up again in seconds, tearing through her, soaring, shoving her hard toward ecstasy. Luc slid the vibe in and out of her gently, letting her adjust to the feel of the little wand rapidly destroying her sanity as she watched Deke stroke his own cock in a harsh fist. When Luc bent his head again to take her clit back into his mouth, the blaze between her thighs roared into an inferno, streaming fire into her belly, down her legs.
Her back arched as she panted. This climax was big. Huge.
When it swelled over her, she feared the loss of consciousness they’d forewarned her about would come and suck her under and leave her there for hours. Days.
She’d never imagined pleasure so consuming she couldn’t take a breath, couldn’t stop the black edges from closing in on her vision.
“She responds,” Luc said with a hint of amusement as he slid his fingers into her waiting sex. “You ready to come?”
Kimber couldn’t answer, couldn’t do anything but whimper as the climax began to steamroll her.
“Fuck!” Deke cursed.
Through half-opened eyes, she watched him lean over her. He fused his mouth to hers, plunging his tongue inside, deep, then deeper, as if trying to get closer.
Moments later, he stepped back to gasp in a desperate breath and continued to pump his cock. The sight was unbearably erotic. Totally arousing. Then Deke leaned in and kissed her again like a starving man, with savagery and demand, licking her deeper into the flames. Knowing he couldn’t stand not to stroke himself while he touched her filled her with erotic fascination and a heavy pang of need.
All the while, Luc was driving her mad with the vibe in her ass, his fingers inside her, and his mouth on her clit. Along with that kiss of Deke’s… He possessed her, urging her on, silently begging to give him her cries of passion—all while driving himself toward ruthless orgasm.
And it was so much, too much. She couldn’t stop it, couldn’t fight it, and didn’t want to.
She screamed into his mouth as the world blasted into tiny pieces all around, detonating her body, blowing her mind. The hard slam of contractions clenched the walls of her channel again and again, and she clamped down on Luc’s questing fingers, making her moan into Deke’s mouth all over again.
Suddenly, Deke broke the kiss, panting, frantically fisting his erection with a tight jaw and taut abdomen. Then he threw back his head and roared so loud, the sound bounced off the walls. Then warm jets of semen splashed on her belly, and another wave of sensation slammed her at the thought that she could make him come so powerfully.
“Deke!” she screamed.
Kimber’s cry of pleasure was still ringing in Luc’s ears when she closed her eyes and her body gave way to an exhausted sleep. Grimacing at his painful erection, he gently extracted the vibe and withdrew his fingers from her swollen, rippling sex.