Grace Goodwin - The Colony Boxed Set 1

Shit. The more Ryston growled, the wetter I got.

I twisted my hand around Ryston’s cock, a little too hard, and he shoved forward into my rough touch as I pulled my head back and took Maxim deep over and over as fast as I could go, stroking the sensitive underside of his cock with my tongue.

They tasted different, hot and musky. They felt different in my mouth, the crown of Maxim’s head was broader, yet Ryston’s length was much thicker.

“Wrap me up, mate.” I squeezed and stroked. “Yes! Suck harder. Take him deeper.” Ryston’s dirty talk spurred me on until my breasts were bouncing with the back-and-forth motion of my body as I fucked Maxim with my mouth. He was a mountain of stone, a rock in the storm that was taking me and Ryston into a dangerous frenzy.

“Enough.” Maxim spoke. One word and I pulled back, freeing him with a loud slurp. I waited there, on my knees before him, unable to deny him, my body no longer my own, but his. My breath was ragged, my lips swollen, my nipples rock hard.

Maxim reached down and pulled me to my feet to claim my mouth in a kiss as tender and controlled as Ryston’s had been wild. With my breasts crushed to his chest, Maxim lifted me off my feet and held me in the air as he took his sweet time exploring my mouth with a thoroughness that left me breathless.

Just because he was quiet didn’t mean he wasn’t thorough. Demanding.

As Maxim kissed me, Ryston moved up behind me, his hands running over my back and legs, cupping and squeezing my ass as his lips trailed over my back and shoulders. “I want to eat her pussy,” he growled.

Maxim broke the kiss and shook his head. “No. You kissed her first. Her pussy is mine.”

“Hard-ass.”

Maxim nibbled on my lips as Ryston spoke from behind me. “Lift her legs around your hips so I can fill her ass with a plug. Then we can fuck her.”

So damn crude, but my body listened with a mind of its own as Ryston’s hand drifted low to cup my pussy from behind.

“Oh yes, Maxim. She likes that idea. Her pussy is so wet we could take her now.”

Maxim backed up and sat down on the bed. Reclining, he leaned back and pulled me forward on top of him, my knees settling on either side of his hips so I straddled him. His arm settled like a steel band over my back, positioning me so my ass was up for Ryston.

He lifted one hand to the base of my neck and wrapped my long hair around his fingers until it was tight, the sting making my body jerk in response to his control. I met his dark gaze. Yes, he was not one to be underestimated. He was just as dominant in bed as his second.

“Do it, Ryston.”

I didn’t have time to protest as Maxim pulled my mouth down to his and claimed me with a searing kiss. His rock-hard cock was trapped between us as I felt Ryston’s hand explore my bottom gently, then slip something very small inside my back entrance. I wiggled as something warm and wet filled me, as if he was squeezing lube into me for preparation. Maxim’s mouth and Ryston’s soothing words settled me and I surrendered to them both, to whatever they wanted or needed from me in the moment.

I needed to be enough for them. I needed to make them feel happy. Complete. Satisfied.

“Hold still, mate.” Ryston took away the bottle of lube, then his finger slid over and around my tight hole, spreading the warm liquid that felt like oil. “This ass is mine.”

The nerves there flared to life, making my body heat and perspiration coat my skin. It was dark and intense, so different, and I loved it. I sensed they wanted it too, and it allowed me to let go of any last inhibitions. I’d been bold to start and I would be bold still.

Maxim plunged his tongue deep in my mouth as Ryston slid a finger into both my ass and my pussy at the same time. A third finger moved forward over my clit and I tried to break away from Maxim’s kiss, a keen cry of need escaped my throat. Ryston, while gentle, demanded everything from me. They didn’t coax, they pushed right into bliss.

Maxim held me down and drank each of my cries of pleasure as if he owned them.

Ryston finger fucked me, carefully yet diligently, as Maxim held me down. In. Out. His fingers were long and thick and became a little rough as he felt the tension coil in my body.

“Our little mate is going to come all over my fingers.”

I tried to move, to shift my body forward and back, to make Ryston’s fingers plunge in and out of me at the pace I wanted. Needed.

But no. He set the pace.

An orgasm rose, so hot and tight and—

Ryston pulled away, leaving me empty and desperate to be filled.

I cried out, whimpered with need.

Once more, I tried to lift my head, but Maxim held me down, locked to him, his mouth on mine, his tongue inside me and damn if that didn’t make me hotter. Wetter.

Fuck.

“Our mate likes that, doesn’t she?” Ryston’s satisfied chuckle was followed by the sharp sting of his palm on my bare bottom.

I jerked as fire spread through my bottom, the heat going straight to my clit. I moaned and sucked on Maxim’s tongue, pulling him into me the way I wanted his cock.

Smack!

Smack!

Smack!

Fire. Heat. My pussy quivering and pulsing with need.

I whimpered and Maxim tore his firm lips from mine. “Enough.”

Ryston chuckled, but his fingers settled on my ass and I felt the blunt, hard head of the anal plug from the box press forward gently. “So fucking bossy, isn’t he?”

Head buried in Maxim’s neck, I couldn’t help the panting breaths that left me as Ryston worked the plug into my body. It wasn’t big, not as big as his cock would be, but I felt full and stretched and so very, very naughty.

God, it felt good to be a bad girl. If I’d known it would be like this, I would have tried a bit of ménage back on Earth.

The plug slid deep inside with a pop and I bit down on Maxim’s shoulder with a groan. So good. But not enough. Even filled as I was, I felt empty. Desperate. Needy.

Tears welled in my eyes when I couldn’t contain the emotions, the desperation, the need.

Maxim lifted me and pivoted so that his head was near the edge of the bed. There was just enough room for my knees to rest as he settled my pussy over his mouth.

His tongue laved my clit for a few seconds and I dropped my head back on my shoulders as Ryston moved to stand in front of me, his cock right where I needed it to be to take him in my mouth.

Eager to push them both, I tilted my hips and ground my clit down on Maxim as I took Ryston’s huge cock in both hands and twisted gently, taking the head into my mouth and sucking hard, as hard as I wanted Maxim to work his magic on me.

He tasted so good, dark and slightly musky, yet potent. The feel of him, thick and almost pulsing, had me sucking in my cheeks, trying to pull the seed from him. A salty burst of pre-cum coated my tongue and I moaned at the flavor.

Maxim’s arms came up and pulled my pussy lips apart, holding me open as his tongue stabbed deep, mimicking what I hoped his cock would do soon, only so much deeper. His enjoyment of the task came through the collars in a fury of pleasure and I wiggled on his face, not caring if he could breathe. I needed him. I needed him so deep and so hard I’d never get him out.

With a moan of his own, Maxim lifted me off his mouth. Forced to let go of Ryston’s cock, Ryston pulled me up into his arms for a kiss. Maxim moved to sit on the edge of the bed. When Ryston settled me back down, it was to place me in Maxim’s lap as if I were being settled into a chair.

Maxim’s arms came around me to cup my breasts and his deep, gravelly voice made me squirm. “I’m going to fuck you now and fill you with my seed. And you’re going to suck Ryston’s cock, swallowing every drop of his.”