Gemini
us to fuck her. I was the first to say I would.” He looked from Quinn to Gemini. “Are you saying no, now?”
    Gemini didn’t look at Quinn then. She wanted to remember her mission. She didn’t want to think too much about what had just happened between her and Quinn. “No, I’m not saying no.”
    Quinn’s reluctance was obvious as he stepped back. She felt every bit of it as his arm loosened around her and his fingers trailed along her skin. She made a point of not meeting his glance, though she could feel his gaze on her.
    Jace stepped in front of her, severing that connection with Quinn. He’d been in shirtsleeves even as Gemini had come into the bar—she’d seen his suit coat and tie hanging over a hook alongside the door. Now, watching her, just as Quinn had done, he unfastened his belt and opened his fly.
    She got only a glimpse of another huge, swollen cock before he lifted her against him. He was the tallest of the three men, probably 6’2”, and she felt the bulk of hard muscle as he held her. She was suspended, toes well above the floor, breasts to his chest.
    Her arms circled over his shoulders, around his neck and back. She was slightly above him, his heated blue eyes gazing up into hers.
    “Wrap your legs around my waist.”
    She did as he bade and saw the flare of his eyes. She was open against him, her pussy bare and rubbing into the tip of his erection. One of his arms slid lower on her back, making the most of that contact.
    “Give me your mouth.”
    Wondering what universe of eroticism she’d fallen into, Gemini obeyed his command. It was exactly what she wanted to do in any case. She didn’t spend another moment thinking of what had taken place between her and Quinn. She didn’t give a single thought to where Clay was, what he might be thinking as he watched. Sinking her fingers into the soft blond curls at Jace’s neck, she touched her lips to his.
    For just a moment, it was a soft, sweet kiss. As though she wasn’t already naked, pussy pressed to hard cock, he seduced her with his mouth. His lips were soft and warm, gently toying with hers. Then he slid his tongue lightly along her lower lip. A shudder rippled through him and he lifted his head to look at her.
    In that moment their lovemaking flashed from seduction to wild taking. His mouth captured hers in flagrant possession, his tongue swooping in to lay claim. His lower hand moved to her ass to secure her and he flexed once, bringing his cock from between them to nestle at her wet opening.
    She moaned, abruptly needy again, suddenly aching to be filled once more.
    Jace lifted his head. Watching her, his breath as rough as hers, he lowered her.
    “Ahh.”
    Like Quinn’s, his cock stretched her nearly to the point of pain. He filled her achingly slowly, watching on her face the devastation he caused.
    She shook with it, just that single act of penetration that was so engulfing. She felt every inch of it as his cock made its way into her body.
    “Jace. Jason.”
    “Take it, baby. You’re, by God, going to take it.”
    “Oh!”
    She was already so sensitized. Every part of her felt already so used, so overstimulated.
    But he was right. She took it. He slid her onto him until she felt as full as she could be. But then he worked his hips and found his way even deeper into her, making her moan yet again.
    He turned with her, one hand still gripping her ass. The other was behind her back, and he propped her there against the bar, his forearm as a cushion. He leaned back a little, watching as he pulled his cock out of her cunt and then thrust back in.
    He seemed to like the look of it. Still watching, he plunged in and out a few more times. Then his gaze came to hers and she saw the primitive pride of ownership there. Heat flared in his eyes as he fucked her.
    Gemini was nothing but powerless to it. She was captured by his eyes, by his body as he plundered her. He drove her up and her moans of pleasure became constant, rising in pitch
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