Zurlo, Michele - Riley [Daughters of Circe 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Michele Zurlo Page A

I’ve tasted you, baby. Too long since I’ve been able to drink your sweet nectar.” His hot tongue laved her swollen tissues, lapping gently until he’d cleaned away most of her juices.
    Riley quivered and shook as he prolonged the aftershocks of her orgasm.
    Then he lifted her from Soren’s body, his grip almost reverent. She felt weightless and safe in his arms. He set her down next to Soren and pushed her legs apart. In one swift motion, he both changed his position and entered her body. He hovered over her, motionless, his face painted with rapture.
    “Oh, baby, you fit me so well.”
    Struck speechless, Riley couldn’t put together a coherent thought. She had expected him to make love to her, but she hadn’t expected him to sheath his cock without a kiss or a warning. He did fit nicely, stretching and filling her deliciously. The desire so recently slaked by Soren roared to life. She lifted her hips to encourage him to move.
    He held her down with one hand on her pelvic bone. His chocolate gaze penetrated the haze of her desire. “Wait, baby. I haven’t had you in three thousand years. If you don’t give me a minute, this isn’t going to take very long.” The corners of his lips lifted in a positively salacious smile. “And I know how much you like it to take a long, long time.”
    Marathon sex was a completely new concept to Riley. Some of her lovers had taken their time, but nothing ever lasted more than a half hour. Soren liked to repeat his performance, driving her to a minimum of three orgasms each time. Adding Teigh to the mix definitely tested the limits of her stamina.
    She tried to return his smile. The rising need he created demanded to be sated, so she didn’t know whether or not it came off as desperate. “I have to go to work soon.”
    Teigh chuckled, the sound vibrating deep in his chest. “Babe, when we’re finished here, Soren and I are going to pack you up and take you to see our girls so they can undo this curse and the four of us can finally be together again. You’re finished with your job. No woman of mine is going to work for someone else. You’re the one who holds us all together. That’s enough of a job.”
    Riley didn’t care for the way he seemed to think he got a say in her life, not that she loved her job or necessarily wanted to continue doing it. Before she could protest, he withdrew and thrust back into her. The quick, sharp motion sent liquid heat traveling through every capillary in her body. Her protest came out as a moan. She grabbed his shoulders, holding on for dear life.
    He thrust several more times, playing her body as if they’d been making love for years. He knew just how to angle his thrusts and just how much force to use. Riley rocked with him, too weak to wrap her legs around his waist the way she wanted.
    The effects of her last orgasm had yet to fade, and Riley wasn’t all that close to coming again. Teigh pried her fingers loose from his bicep and kissed them. Then he moved her hand down to wrap her fist around Soren’s cock.
    “Make him hard, baby. Get him ready while I take care of you.”
    Soren’s silky skin caressed her palm as she teased him. He rolled toward her so that she could adjust her grip, and he kissed her hard on the mouth. Teigh lowered his head to kiss her breasts, his soft lips grazing the undersides before paying attention to the pebbled peaks. Together, they swept her away in the rising tide. If she listened hard enough, she could hear the distant sounds of Caiden’s beach.
    Riley’s task was easily accomplished. Soren’s cock throbbed in her hand. Gently, he extricated himself from her grip and rolled away. She heard the sound of the drawer where she kept her vibrator opening and closing. When Soren knelt behind Teigh, she realized he had found the lube.
    Teigh froze, and she didn’t protest. Peering over his shoulder, she watched Soren squirt the gel onto his palm. He massaged it into his cock, and then he squeezed more