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

finger in her anus was enough to tell him it would be unnecessary.
    “You’re desperate, aren’t you?” he said, kissing her cute butt as he worked another finger into her, making absolutely sure she was ready for him. “You’re the greediest little sub we’ve ever had.”
    “I need you to fuck me,” she said, her voice a strangled moan. “Punish me afterward for asking, but I need you right now.”
    She pushed her ass at him to emphasise her point, and Beck was lost. He shouldn’t allow her to call the shots and ought to punish her by holding back. Tie her hands behind her and make her stand in the corner with lowered head. Bring her to the brink of orgasm and then leave her dangling. Something, anything. Troy would insist if he was here.
    But Troy wasn’t here. He wasn’t the one with a cock that burned for action not five minutes after being sucked off. Beck was damned if he could hold back now. What Troy didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him.
    Beck eased an inch of his cock into her anus.
    “You all right with that?” he asked. “Need any lube?”
    “No, I’m soaking wet already.”
    Beck chuckled. “Yeah, remind me to punish you for that.”
    He eased into her, a task made simple because she kept shoving back to help him. Beck was proud of his dimensions, but Porcha had no trouble at all accommodating him.
    “You love my cock up your ass, don’t you, sugar?”
    “Yes.” She expelled several short, desperate breaths. “Do I have it all?”
    He slammed into her, his balls smashing hard against her ass. “You do now.” Beck groaned. “Like that, do you?”
    “Yes, master. It’s wonderful.”
    Beck reached for her breasts, still hanging from the top of her bra. He pinched the rock-hard nipples until she moaned and then mashed one entire breast between both hands, hard. At the same time he increased the pace of his thrusts into her ass. Porcha screamed as a climax claimed her.
    “Fuck me, Beck. Go deeper. I need to feel you all.”
    “Christ!”
    “Beck, it’s still not enough. I can’t feel you. Just fuck me!”
    He smashed into her, sweating with the speed of his movements as she rode her climax and instigated his own. He came in a gush, sensing a second orgasm sweeping though Porcha as she moved with him, their explosive amalgamation sucking them both completely dry.
    They collapsed in a heap on the rug as a single round of applause rang out. They glanced up and saw Troy standing there, slick from his workout, completely naked, and very aroused.
    “That was quite a performance,” he said.
    “Glad you approve.” Beck grinned as he moved Porcha’s head from his chest and stood up.
    “Troy!” Porcha climbed to her feet as well and kissed his lips. “Do you always work out naked?”
    “Always.”
    “Isn’t it dangerous?”
    “Only if you don’t know what you’re doing. Talking of which, there’s something you could do for me that won’t require any instruction. Wrap your legs round my waist, babe. I’ve got something here that you might enjoy.”
    Arms entwined round his neck, she leapt athletically from the floor and captured his waist with her long legs. Troy supported her beneath her ass and guided her onto his erection. He didn’t lean against a wall to help support her weight, but Beck would have accused him of being a wuss if he had. If they weren’t fit enough to support a little thing like Porcha, who couldn’t weigh more than one twenty max, and fuck her at the same time, then it was time for them to retire.
    “Take it all, babe,” he said, driving into her. “I’ve been anticipating this all the time I’ve been pumping that damned iron.”
    Her exposed nipples rubbed against the hairs on his chest as they moved, driving them both on.
    “You like being fucked off the floor?”
    “Yes, master. It’s a real out-of-body experience.”
    Beck and Troy exchanged a glance. “Well, if you like it so much, I think we have a few gadgets that might make it even