Behind him he was distantly aware of Shayne undressing quickly. Khalid could feel his temperature rising as the air in the room became heated, sultry.
“Damn, she’s pretty, Khalid.” Shayne groaned behind Marty.
Lifting his head, Khalid glanced at where Shayne was kneeling in the bed, waiting, aroused.
Turning his gaze back to Marty he lifted his hand to touch her flushed cheek.
“She’s beautiful,” he whispered, as her tongue licked over her lips before she swallowed nervously. “No fear. There’s no pain, no reason for apprehension, sweet.”
“Of course there isn’t.” Her voice was breathless, filled with wariness and hunger as Khalid eased her to the bed and the man awaiting her.
It was incredibly sensual. There were things as erotic as standing back and watching as a woman begins drowning in her own sensuality. And Marty was drowning.
Her gaze locked with Khalid’s as Shayne cupped her breasts, his head lowering to take a hardened tip into his mouth.
Khalid began undressing, desperate now to join them, to aid in stroking his lover into the pure white-hot flames of arousal. Shedding the clothing, he moved to where she lay against the pillows, kneeling beside her as he caught her wrists in his hand and pulled them above her head.
Her head thrashed against the pillow as Shayne’s lips moved from her breasts, lower. He kissed, nipped, licked his way down her stomach as Khalid watched with a rising need.
Frissons of fiery sensation raced over his flesh as he felt Marty’s fingers curl against his wrist. She arched in Shayne’s caress, her eyes opened to mere slits as she stared up at Khalid.
He needed this. This pleasure, this incredible arousal flowing from his lover. Like a man with a sweet tooth and denied his sweets, he was starved for it.
His gaze moved from her delicate face, lower. Shayne moved between her thighs, his hands spreading them wide, his chin brushing against the wet curls between them.
Her clit was like a little pink jewel between the folds, glistening and heated. Khalid wanted to see it caressed, wanted to watch her body, feel her response.
As Shayne spread apart the plump flesh, Khalid jerked, his gaze racing back to Marty as her tongue swiped over the crest of his cock.
“Brave are you, darling?” He groaned, freeing her hands to allow her to touch as she dared. “Be careful, you may tempt too far.”
He received a broken moan and the feel of her mouth enveloping the head of his dick in response.
As she sucked him in, a cry tore from her throat as her body arched almost violently. Khalid tore his gaze from the sight of his cock fucking her mouth to watch as Shayne’s tongue flayed the damp pearl of her clit.
“Yes, precious,” he said, his voice thick. “Feel how good. Feel the pleasure we can give you, baby.”
Her moan sent electric flames searing into his balls, drawing them tighter. So much pleasure. A hunger he couldn’t deny. His woman finally giving in to her fantasies, her hungers.
Marty was lost. She knew she was lost and wondered distantly if she would find herself again as the sexual pleasure blistered her nerve endings.
She wanted, needed to touch, to pleasure Khalid. Needed to destroy his senses as he was allowing another man to destroy hers.
A scream tore from her throat as she felt Shayne’s hands slide beneath her ass and, a second later, his tongue fucking into her pussy.
Pulsing, destructive sensations shot from her core to her soul. She couldn’t process the alternate pleasures quick enough; her brain was fried in the lash of heat searing her body.
Khalid’s fingers played with her nipples, caressing, rubbing, tugging at the sensitive tips. Shayne’s fingers were sliding inside her pussy as his tongue returned to torture her clit, and pure, undiluted sexual hunger was burning inside her.
Adrenaline coursed through her, racing through her bloodstream like wildfire through a forest. She hadn’t known it could be like this. She wasn’t certain if she could survive it.
“So fucking good,” Khalid moaned above her, as she sucked his cock deeper and fought to hold on to just enough control to torture him in return, in some small way. “Suck my dick, sweetheart. So hot and tight.”
He was fucking her mouth slow and easy as she felt Shayne’s fingers slide along her rear. They were cool, slickened heavily.
A sharp flare of knowledge rushed through her system a second before those fingers rubbed over the entrance to her rear, lubricating it, easing against it, then retreating.
She stared up at Khalid as she fought to breathe. He was watching Shayne’s fingers, and Shayne was making damned certain Khalid could see as they disappeared between her thighs.
Again and again they returned, slicker, sliding more firmly against her anus as she jerked and shuddered against the sensations. She was terrified, exhilarated, and burning with lust.
“Look at me,” Khalid demanded as her lashes fluttered closed. “Feel the pleasure, Marty. See it in my face. Watching your arousal is the sexiest damned thing I’ve ever seen.”
Shayne’s finger slid deep inside her ass as a cry ripped past her lips, and she arched with a sharp, jerking motion that only drove him in deeper.
“Feel him there. Your ass is so hot, Marty. So sweet and tight. The thought of sinking my cock inside it makes me crazy. The thought of fucking you while Shayne works his cock up that tight little ass has me insane with the need.”
Before she could stop him he pulled back from her lips, touching them gently with his thumb before easing along her body.
“Khalid, please.” She clenched her hands in the pillow at her head. “I can’t stand this.”
“Just a bit longer, baby.” His voice was so heavy with lust that Marty felt the sound of it clear to her soul.
Just a little longer? Would she survive a little longer?
She couldn’t.
She screamed as Shayne pressed two fingers inside her sensitive rear, sending scalding arcs of sensation racing, tearing through her.
She was dying. She could feel the pleasure destroying her and had no idea how to stop it. She had to have more. Needed more. Nothing mattered but the incredible ecstasy and the pure hunger in Khalid’s voice.
Flames were racing through her, building, pulsing. Her orgasm was only a breath away when, suddenly, it was gone.
Her eyes flew open to stare down her body as Shayne moved. They pulled her to her side as a whimper left her throat.
This was it.
She stared back at Shayne as his lips moved to her nipples once again, sucking at them, nipping at them as she felt Khalid settle in behind her.
Shayne’s head lifted, his gaze locking with hers as he moved against her, aligning his body with hers. Khalid lifted her leg, laying it over Shayne’s thigh as she felt his cock nudge against the slick folds of her pussy.
“So pretty,” Khalid crooned, as Shayne’s hips began to move. “That sweet, tight pussy is so hot, isn’t it, baby? It’s so sweet, so very snug.”
She was being stretched, burned. She was shaking as she felt Shayne thrusting inside her, easing into the swollen tissue between her thighs.
“So tight.” Khalid’s fingers moved into the cleft of her rear. “His dick has to stretch you. Does it burn, love?”
Her lashes fluttered open to stare up at Shayne as Khalid’s voice washed through her.
“Fuck her easy. Slow and easy,” Khalid told the other man.
Shayne pressed inside her slowly, taking her with slow, stretching strokes, and she felt her rear entrance stretching slowly as Khalid began to slide his fingers inside her. The stretching, burning impalements were too much. Marty felt her nails digging into Shayne’s shoulders as a broken cry rasped in her throat.
“More.” She couldn’t hold it back, she couldn’t fight it. She needed it all, now. “Please, Khalid. More.”
