Her Three Protectors [The Hot Millionaires #3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Zara Chase

hastily packed, so a lot of it had to have been underwear. Not that it mattered much. One of Adam’s errands was to pick her up a load more, but of their choosing this time.
    “Pull your tits out the top,” he said. “I wanna see those big nipples get hard for me.”
    She did as he asked, expectancy and excitement radiating from her expression.
    “Come here.”
    He sat down and pulled her across his knee. “You wanna be spanked?”
    “I want to do whatever it takes to please you.”
    Beck chuckled. “I know you do, babe.” He brought a hand down fairly hard on her backside, at the same time reaching beneath her, pushing the front of her sodden thong aside and finding her clit. “Can you feel my prick pushing into your gut?” When she nodded, he carried on tormenting her with his hands and his voice. “It’s that big ’cause you make me crazy. I wanna fuck you so much that I’m in physical pain. Will you let me fuck you senseless, sweet Porcha?”
    “Yes, sir.” She panted the words. “I need you to do that, if it’ll please you.”
    “I can’t decide whether to fuck your ass, your cunt, or your mouth.” He tilted his head and ran his gaze along the length of her body, trying to decide. “Which would you prefer?”
    “All three.”
    Beck roared with laughter. “I’ll see what I can do.” He spanked her again, harder this time. “Adam’s getting some surprises for you.”
    “What are they?”
    “Well, if I told you that, they wouldn’t be a surprise, would they now?”
    “No, master.”
    “Kneel on the floor.”
    She did so, and Beck shed his shorts. He wasn’t wearing anything else, and his erection sprang free—proud, angry, and pulsating like crazy—as soon as he lowered his zipper.
    “Suck me off, babe.”
    She slid to the floor and attached her lips to his cock, her hand joining the party as she skilfully massaged his testicles and sucked him deeper into her mouth. Fuck it, Troy’s right to say she’s good at this! He didn’t want to think about the bastard who’d taught her or how he’d made her do it in front of his guests just to humiliate her. All he could think about was the cataclysmic climax building deep inside his core.
    Adam didn’t have much to say about the women they played with as a rule, but he’d droned on endlessly about how special Porcha was, right from the moment they first met. That he’d taken matters into his own hands yesterday, instigated matters in the playroom, and spoken so highly of her afterward sealed the deal. Troy had expressed similar opinions after fucking her in Tampa, indicating that they were, as usual, singing from the same song sheet. What would come of their joint obsession, Beck had no idea. The farther she sucked him into her mouth, playfully running her tongue repeatedly over his slit, the harder it was to think about anything else, so he gave up trying.
    Beck placed his hands behind Porcha’s head and pushed himself deeper into her mouth.
    “That’s it, Porcha. Make me come for you.” He ground himself into the back of her throat. “You’re killing me. I’m gonna shoot it any second.” He knocked her hands away from his balls and grabbed the base of his cock. “Shit, here it comes!”
    He fountained an endless stream of semen into her mouth. She drank it down, licking her lips to ensure she hadn’t missed any. All the time her eyes never left his face, as though seeking his approval.
    Beck collapsed, panting, into a chair and pulled her onto his lap. He captured her lips in a deep, drugging kiss, tasting himself as his tongue foraged her mouth with a hunger that seemed to grow sharper the more he got to know her. Her lips softened beneath his as she leaned her glorious tits against him and kissed him back with interest.
    Beck broke the kiss, already hard again.
    “Your ass this time,” he said. “Get on the floor.”
    As soon as she was in position on a rug, he moved behind her, wondering if he ought to get some lube. One