Behind her, Daniel continued to move, each stroke breaking her control further. She was full, yet she was empty. She needed more, needed that something that would push her over the edge and send her screaming into climax.
“Fuck me,” she demanded roughly, driving back on Daniel’s c**k as his hold slackened.
Instantly, a light, reproving smack was delivered to the curve of her buttock.
Sax chuckled as she jerked, snarled and drove back again. Another smack sounded on the opposite cheek. It was making her crazy. How the hell was she supposed to survive this, to hold on to any part of her heart if he kept forcing her to relinquish so much to him?
“Sax, f**k me.” She tossed her head, jerking from his hold, tossing her head in demand. “Damn you, f**k me now.”
Chapter Eleven
“Easy, sweetheart. We’re going to do this slow and easy…”
Together, Daniel and Sax had eased her up, keeping her impaled on the c**k penetrating her ass as Sax stretched out on the couch beneath them. Her legs spread, knees bent as together they began to lower her.
How they kept her suspended in such a way, she didn’t know and she didn’t care. All she knew was finally, finally, Sax’s c**k was tucking against the folds of her pu**y, pressing against the weeping entrance as she was lowered by slow degrees.
Daniel’s erection throbbed in her ass, filling her so full that she feared Sax would never be able to work his inside her convulsing pu**y. But slowly, by smooth, thick degrees, he began to fill her, working in and out as Daniel had done, forcing her muscles to stretch, her cream to flow faster and slicken his way until he slid into the very depths of her.
Her head lay against his chest, her arms around his neck, and she swore she wasn’t crying as she listened to his crooning words.
“So good, baby…hot and sweet…so f**king tight… That’s it, love, take all of me now. All of me, Marey…”
He had all of her.
“Sax.” She was dazed, weak, despite the fires erupting from nerve ending to nerve ending and the pleasure-pain consuming her.
“That’s okay, love,” he whispered. “Just lay there. We’ll do the rest.”
They began moving then. Perfect, practiced moves that drove Sax’s c**k deep in her pu**y as Daniel retreated from her rear, only to then have Sax retreat as Daniel pumped inside her ass. At first, their movements were slow and easy, allowing her to accustom herself to the fullness, the hunger. Allowing the inferno building from the dual penetration to destroy her mind.
She couldn’t just lay against him, she fought the arms that held her close, her hips writhing, struggling to increase the strength of the thrusts as the sensations began to grow, to build, to tear through her body until every inch of her flesh was sensitized, pulsing, waiting…
When it came, she screamed. The words that escaped didn’t matter, the tears ran down her cheeks unheeded, all that mattered was the release exploding through her, deep, brutal detonations that convulsed her quaking pu**y and sent her cream spilling past the c**k shuttling hard and deep inside her. She was consumed by it, destroyed by it, barely able to understand that the men filling her were finding their own release as well, pumping her body full of hot se**n, sending another series of contractions ripping through her.
Finally, she collapsed wearily on Sax’s chest, her body still shuddering almost violently as she felt Daniel ease slowly from her rear, his hand sliding over the curves gently as Sax whispered soothing nonsense at her ear.
“I’m going to shower, buddy,” she heard Daniel breathe out roughly. “Should I stay or go after I’m done?”
“Hang around,” Sax grunted. “We need to talk.”
The words drifted around her as she lay against Sax, feeling him ease from her, holding her close as he lifted himself from the couch then swung her in his arms.
She was only distantly aware of the trip upstairs, or of how he washed her tenderly before tucking her into his bed. She curled beneath the blankets, into his pillow and let sleep overtake her.
“Did that a little fast didn’t you, Sax?” Daniel walked into the kitchen later, dressed, toweling his hair dry as he watched Sax quietly.
Sax glanced up from the sandwiches he was making, grimacing at his friend’s comment.
“I have to keep her off balance,” he admitted with a sigh. “She runs scared as hell when she has time to consider things. Until Vince is in custody, I’m walking a fine line.”
Daniel snorted. “She’s crazy about you. We’ve known it for years. She runs if she just thinks you’ll be in the vicinity. Her face flushes if your name is mentioned, and according to Tally, toys can be a girl’s best friend and all hers are named Sax.”
Sax grunted rudely. “So I was told.”
Ella had been a font of information lately where Marey was concerned. That bit of information he could have done without though.
“Vince has disappeared, Sax,” Daniel said wearily as he took his seat at the small breakfast table, accepting the saucer that held his sandwich and the bottle of beer Sax handed him. “I have several men on his trail, but nothing has come up yet. The sheriff is scratching his head too. We’re tracking whoever hacked the security company’s computers. It was a good job, but they messed at a pivotal point. Sheriff found Vince’s prints all over your car though. He definitely did the tampering on the brakes. We’ll find him, but I don’t know how soon.”
Sax breathed out roughly. “She’s scared of him,” he growled. “Marey’s not scared of much. She has a backbone of steel, but Vince scares her.”
Daniel shifted uncomfortably. “You read the report you hired me to put together three years ago, man. He’s not sane. He played a good game to get her. A lonely rich woman. She spent her life taking care of her ill parents, putting her own on hold. They die, she’s ripe for the picking. Vince picked. You’re lucky she was smart enough to get rid of him before he killed her.”
“I want him found.” Sax took his seat, keeping his voice calm despite the fury rising inside him. “He damned near killed her at that motel and the next time, she might not be so lucky. Find him, Daniel, I don’t care how many men it takes or how much it costs. I want him gone.”
Daniel stared back at him broodingly.
“Gone how?” he asked carefully.