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readers – not to speak of being able to translate
body language to perfection. Once her fingers released their death grip on
either wrist, Ryan and Jason wasted no time in continued perusal of her
trembling frame.
    Bea threw her head back with a shuddering sigh of capitulation as
Jason’s fingers probed past the edge of her panties to the swollen petals
beneath. His mouth, welded to her shoulder, sucked hungrily into her skin as
his fingertips sunk into her melting slit. Ryan bit into her neck, his teeth
grazing the warm flesh as he pinched the tight nub of her nipple through her
lace cup. Both men groaned, and Bea could do nothing to stop them as they
finally took total control of the quivering body set in their midst.
    She virtually sobbed when Jason raked through her with two fingers,
sawing in and out of her clenching walls. Ryan wasted no time in shoving aside
the bit of covering over her breast before laying his head against the swelling
flesh and snatching the whole aureole, nipple and all, into his mouth.
    “Oh!” Bea moaned, as Jason’s fingers went impossibly deep, just at the
same moment that Ryan teeth pulled hard on her sensitive teat. Ryan’s free hand
cupped the other breast, kneading into the full mound with ravenous desire. “Oh
my God,” came out of her lips before she could stop herself, and she shuddered
with embarrassment at the way she couldn’t keep silent from all the sensations
racking through her tortured body. She clamped a hand over her mouth, but Jason
only laughed and drew the hand down.
    “No, sweet one, we want to hear every whimper…every moan. Don’t take
that gift from us. Let us know how much we thrill you.”
    So much , she would have said, but then Ryan was trolling his tongue over her
nipple, causing her to gasp in desperate lust. No. Way. No way could anything
feel that good. He sucked and licked on her nub till she was a shuddering mass.
So much so that she could actually hear the sounds of the jelly that her pussy
had become, as Jason stroked faster in and out of her quivering sheathe. “Oh
please, oh no…”
    “Oh no?” Ryan said in a teasing, questioning tone, as he lifted his head
to look into her half-slit eyes.
    “I mean .. I mean…,” she
panted, staring into his dancing blue eyes. He looked deep into hers as Jason’s
fingertips slipped out to coat over her clitoris. Her lips parted in a
soundless scream as he stroked and teased the greedy little button till she
felt it throb and thicken.
    “Say it, Bea,” Ryan told her softly. “You need to let us know this is
what you want. Because from here on, there’s no going back.”
    To buttress his words, Jason flicked his thumb over her clit, and then rubbed
hard with just his middle finger.   If he was trying to coax the required speech from her, then he was doing
it the wrong way, thought the dazed Bea. His touch was doing everything to
render her tongue incapable of functioning except to word incoherent sounds of
ecstasy. At last, just when she felt ready to sink into her dark, swirling
orgasm, he paused, and kissed her jaw with hard, hot lips. “You have to say the
words, baby. Say, fuck me. And mean it.”
    Her eyes widened, blurred, and then cleared as she blinked. She looked to
Jason, and then to Ryan. The lust burning in their eyes was scalding enough to
be felt on her very skin. Her eyes squeezed tight as the sharpest blade of
arousal cut through her so deep she was trembling with it. “Fuck. Me. Please ,” she whispered, her throat
constricting with the guilty pleasure of being able to at last, present the
truth.
    And the second she said the words, words she’d never said to anyone
before, not even in her head…she felt liberated. Bea opened her eyes and finally
met their smoldering gaze with perfect submission to their mating claim.

 
 
    Chapter Seven
    The outside world was forgotten. The very premise of what had brought
her to this very point in time, the very reason she’d met who were