She pressed into the solid warmth of the man behind her.
“Keep that up,” Ryan said, “and I’m likely to get carried away back here.” Jace’s tongue pushed into her channel. The slippery tip sent desire swirling around her womb. He flicked and probed, light, yet firm and strong. She moaned.
Ryan cupped a breast with his free hand. “Do you want me to get carried away?” he murmured.
She found herself nodding. Jace took more of her into his mouth and shoved his tongue deeper inside her. Lorna rubbed against Ryan’s shaft.
“There you go.” He rolled her nipple between thumb and forefinger.
Her clit throbbed. Pressure built. No man had ever made her feel this way. She rocked against Jace’s mouth. His fingers dug into her hips. Ryan released her breast, then tore open the small packet Jace had given him.
“Give me a second and I’ll do my part,” Ryan said.
Seconds later, he leaned away from her back and gently spread her buttocks. Jace’s tongue lapped at her juices. Lorna moaned—then startled at feel of the bulbous head of Ryan’s member pressing against the opening to her anus. Still flicking his tongue on her clit, Jace inserted a finger into her channel. Ryan tightened his hold, but didn’t shove his cock inside her as expected.
He pressed a kiss to her shoulder. “You doing okay?”
His deep voice, soft, gentle, reassured her. She nodded.
“Just squeak if you want me to stop.” He chuckled, and she couldn’t help but give a soft laugh in return.
Ryan inched into her opening. The pressure against her anus caused her clit to vibrate. The large head slipped inside. His rod felt huge in the tight opening. She squeezed him and moaned. Jace took her clit into his mouth and sucked—hard. Lorna cried out, and Ryan eased more girth inside. Jace rammed his finger into her channel. She rocked against his mouth. His finger probed deeper, swiping the sensitive spot. A shudder of pleasure weakened her legs. She leaned back, the movement forced Ryan’s rod farther inside.
He groaned. His shaft bumped the back of her womb as Jace sucked. Ryan gripped her waist, holding her steady as he pulled back, then thrust. Jace seemed to sense the rhythm and flicked in tandem with Ryan’s thrust. Pleasure spasmed when finger and cock simultaneously hit her womb from in front and back.
Lorna gulped air. She reached around and grasped Ryan’s buttocks. He tensed beneath her fingers. Jace growled and pulled her hard against her mouth.
“Fuck.” Ryan erupted inside her.
Another orgasm rolled over her and her legs gave way beneath her. Ryan held her upright, thrusting slower this time, milking the last remnants of pleasure from his rod. Jace pressed gentle kisses to her mound. Her head whirled and she vaguely realized that this was the last time she would feel the touch of a mortal man. And the last time these men wou ld feel the touch of a woman.
Chapter Eight
Jace placed a final kiss on Lorna’s glistening curls. Scent of her juices sent blood pounding through his veins. He shifted his gaze to her face. Eyes closed, cheeks flushed she still leaned against Ryan. Masculine satisfaction surged through him. He’d given her pleasure—as much as Ryan had, if he was any judge—and he wasn’t done yet.
His dick throbbed. He needed to be inside a woman…inside her. One night , he reminded himself. No one would get hurt. Not him. Not her. Not Ryan. Jace stood. He scooped the condom off the couch and faced her. Ryan withdrew his cock as Jace palmed her breast. Her eyes glided open. Gaze locked with hers, Jace lowered his mouth to the nipple. She arched into his lips and he flicked the nipple with his tongue. She shifted and he startled at the feel of her fingers on his chest. She kneaded his flesh. God, her touch had him on fire.
He released the nipple, then tore open the condom and rolled the latex over his erection in record time. He couldn’t wait another second. Jace spread her slicked