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fingers through her hair when it fell loose. It tumbled in a tangle of waves halfway down her back. Both men smiled and took it in turns to dip their heads and kiss her. And what kisses they were. Unworldly, or not like any world she’d ever known, was the only way she could describe them. Rafe’s lips seemed to devour her own like he never wanted to let them go. Vilas’s hand tweaked one of her nipples, setting Chantal on fire. Rafe’s exceptionally long tongue plundered her mouth and Chantal lost herself in sensory heaven. She never wanted the moment to end, and when Rafe eventually broke the kiss a small moan of protest slipped past her lips.
    “Let Vilas come over your tits while I fuck his ass,” Rafe said, his words a softly couched command that Chantal didn’t even think about disobeying. Alpha males, she was fast discovering, had a lot going for them.
    “Can I suck him?”
    “Can you suck me? Are you kidding me?” Vilas grinned like an idiot. “Be my guest, honey.”
    Rafe returned his attention to Vilas’s ass, slapping it hard with the flat of his hand. The harder he hit, the more subservient Vilas became and the more he appeared to enjoy it.
    “Would you like us to slap you when the time comes, sugar?” Rafe asked.
    “I’m…er, I’m not sure. I’ve never been spanked before.”
    Vilas winked at her. “You don’t know what you’re missing.”
    “I think we’re getting ahead of ourselves a little. I haven’t agreed to mate with you yet.”
    “Just think of the fun you have in store then.”
    “Who gave you permission to speak?” Rafe asked, hitting Vilas’s ass even harder.
    “Sorry, buddy.”
    “So I should fucking well think. Get down on your knees so I can screw you even harder for being so disobedient.”
    As soon as Vilas adjusted his position, Rafe thrust brutally into him, burying himself to the hilt and sighing with pleasure when he got where he needed to be. Far from hurting him, Vilas appeared to love it since his cock jerked to even greater heights in front of Chantal’s face. She leaned forward and sucked its head between her lips, running her tongue across his glans, unable to resist teasing him because she had him at her complete mercy.
    “Oh God, this won’t last two seconds with her doing that.” Vilas moaned. “She’s so fucking good at it.”
    Chantal sucked more of him into her mouth, tantalizing the underside of his cock by tickling it with her tongue.
    “You are not to come until I say you can,” Rafe said, pumping hard into Vilas and slapping his ass with both his hand and his laden balls.
    Chantal reached for Vilas’s balls and put gentle pressure on them.
    “I can’t fucking hold it,” Vilas screamed. “She’s killing me. You both are. Fuck me, Rafe, and you, darling, I’m gonna come for you both.”
    He shot his load deep in the back of Chantal’s throat, panting and moaning as Rafe continued to pummel his ass. Chantal swallowed repeatedly, struggling to keep up with his seemingly endless flow of cum. Vilas’s entire body trembled as he found release, but Rafe didn’t let up on him, not for a moment, and kept hammering into him. Only when Vilas finally stopped screaming and Chantal released his now-flaccid penis from her mouth did Rafe let himself go.
    “Get round here, Chantal,” he said, “and grab my balls. I’m gonna come.”
    She squatted beneath him and laved his balls with her tongue. Rafe groaned. With one hand on the top of Chantal’s head, his body tensed, his balls pulled tight, and he ejaculated inside Vilas’s ass, a stream of filthy language spilling from his lips as he did so. He withdrew when he was finally done, released his hold on Chantal’s head, and smiled at her.
    “Okay, babe,” he said. “Now it’s your turn.”

Chapter Six
     
    Chantal seemed bemused. “But you said—”
    “Come with us.” Rafe held out a hand. “We’ve got something you need to see.”
    “Er, shouldn’t I be getting back to