Decadent by Shayla Black Page B

come at all. Only this time, the pleasure was stronger. Her body was primed, his mouth determined, and his will iron. She would come for him again. He would not take no for an answer.
    And she watched, the visual of him feasting on her aroused her nearly as much as his actual touch. Within moments, the question of whether she’d come again Shayla Black Decadent ceased to be, morphing into a question of when. Kimber knew from her tensing body, the thickening pleasure, the way her legs spread wider all on her own, inviting Deke in deeper, that the when would be soon.
    “Her taste?” Luc asked his cousin against the underside of her breast before he dragged her nipple into his mouth for a long, sensual suckle.
    Kimber’s breathing climbed, hitched.
    “Fucking sweet,” Deke muttered, lapping at her again like a treat. “Christ!” Elation soared at his words. He approved. No, he enjoyed. His rough voice and uninhibited devouring told her that. He wasn’t going to stop until he’d wrung every drop of pleasure from her that he could.
    Luc rose above her then, his gaze penetrating her. Desire hardened his features.
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    Dangerous. Predatory. He wasn’t content to just watch. He expected his turn.
    Her pleasure climbed, ratcheting up, every lick ramping her euphoria higher than before until it strung her so tight, she felt her clit fill with blood, pulse, moments away from incredible orgasm…
    “Look at me when you come,” Luc demanded.
    Kimber did, her gaze helplessly fixed on his black stare. Grabbing the sheet, Kimber arched up as the pleasure began to overwhelm her. “Luc…”
    “Soon, I’ll lick you. Suck you. Make you come.”
    “Yes,” she panted.
    Then Deke’s tongue flicked her clit, devastating her control. “Oh, God. Oh… Deke !” Shayla Black Decadent Ecstasy ripped the sound from her throat as light, color, sensation, and heat all rushed inside her, detonating through every nerve in her body. She jolted with the force, shook, perspiration making her body damp, her muscles turn as liquid as water.
    As she lay back, trying to catch her breath, struggling to recover, Deke looked up from between her legs, his mouth red and wet and set in a determined line. “Once more, kitten.”
    Then he licked her again.
    She didn’t want to say no. Could she, even? Kimber doubted it. But she was so tired, turned inside out, and spent after two monster orgasms. And Luc still hadn’t had a turn to send her flying into pleasure. And he wanted his chance. The way he stared at her even now told her he was done waiting.
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    “My turn,” Luc insisted. “Before sweet Kimber passes out. And you have other things to prepare her for.”
    Other things? Kimber couldn’t make her exhausted body support her lethargic thoughts so she could ponder what those other things might be.
    But Deke apparently agreed—reluctantly—as he slid off the bed and disappeared to the other side of the room. She began to tip her head back and follow him with her gaze, but Luc snagged her attention by caressing a pair of elegant fingertips through her steamy, swollen slit, then slowly, so slowly, sliding them deep inside her.
    “Lie back and enjoy,” Luc murmured.
    Tingles erupted, shocking her with their insistence, flaming to bright new life.
    She’d never believed that she was very sexual. She masturbated, yes, but rarely Shayla Black Decadent came more than once. Who knew she had two hard orgasms in a row in her? And the way she felt now, a third wasn’t out of the question.
    Kimber’s eyes slid shut, and she let out a shuddering breath of tortured pleasure.
    Lie back and enjoy. Luc wasn’t taking no for an answer. And she wasn’t inclined to say it, anyway.
    He prodded that sensitive spot inside her that Deke had quickly found as well and plied it—softly, yes, but without mercy. The need spiraled again, faster, hotter.
    The walls of her sex tightened, tingled, ached.
    “Your vulva swells and turns rosy when you’re aroused.