Penn, Jenny - Chasing Lacie [Sea Island Wolves 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

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out as panic began to whirl through the frenzy.
    Chance cut right through the veil that had fallen over her with a simple kiss. Sweet and playful, he teased her into kissing him back. Slowly her mind turned toward trying to win the duel of tongues as her body once again began to melt under the teasing touch of Chance’s finger tips. Barely whispering them over one puckered tit, his other hand burrowed between their bodies so he could strum her clit, making her cunt pulse and melt.
    The desire that had trapped her in its devastating vise began to wind around her again, binding her tighter with its renewed force. Slowly her body began to shift and sway, riding the heated shaft filling her even as she pushed back on the one inching its way deeper and deeper into her body.
    It burned, but that only fueled the inferno beginning to rage through her womb. Even in the cool waters, she began to shiver and sweat, her body beginning to shift as it sought some relief from the intense pressure building through her body. There was nowhere to escape.
    Trapped by two hard-bodied cowboys, they held her captive between them, each laying claim to her body in the most erotic embrace she’d ever been bound in. Davis pulled her flush with his chest as he fed her the last scorching inch of his erection. This time it didn’t hurt but made her ache with a need for more of the scandalous cowboy’s forbidden seduction.
    Davis gave it to her, his arms going right beneath hers to stretch out and grip the pond’s edge on either side of Chance’s head as he straightened up. The position lifted her slightly, leaving her little room to maneuver, trapped between his arms. She didn’t wonder what he was up to. Davis made it clear when he grunted a demand at Chance.
    “Okay, buddy, let’s see what you got.”
    What Chance had was twelve inches of iron hard cock and enough muscles to piston it at a soul-shattering pace. He pounded her with one deep thrust after another, making her pussy weep and cling to his naked flesh as he slid back. Her hips followed, and every time he slammed back into her, she pounded into Davis’s thickened cock.
    Harder and faster he rode her until her control snapped and her body went wild. Shrieking, she bucked, fucking both men with the strength of the rampaging lust that consumed her. As one they moved, grunting and writhing as their muscles tensed and quaked beneath the pressure of the blossoming explosion.
    Then it erupted, popped by the sudden exquisite pain of fangs sinking into her shoulder. The small assault unleashed the climax roaring through her, obliterating her entire world with the endless, molten flows of rapture. Lacie screamed until her throat went raw as her whole body splintered under the weight of one perfect moment of bliss.
    Then she collapsed into a panting, shuddering heap against Chance. Each breath burned through her lungs, the contraction making muscles still sizzling with pleasure spark to life with mini flares. She couldn’t even begin to comprehend what came next when this moment felt endless.

Chapter 6

    Davis sighed, knowing he had to move no matter how much he detested the notion. Lacie might have been the perfect soft cushion, but he didn’t want to flatten her. Besides, there was phase two of Lacie’s seduction to get to, and that meant getting out of the pond, which would require giving up the heavenly tightness of Lacie’s ass.
    Hating to do it, he shifted slowly backward, sliding free of her body as gently as he could. Lacie groaned, flinching in Chance’s arms as the still-engorged head of his cock forced her tight entrance wide. Casting a frown over her shoulder at him, she managed to sound sullen despite her hoarse voice.
    “Are we done?”
    “No, honey.” Davis couldn’t stop the grin from spreading across his face. She looked so cute, so fuckable, and very perfect for them with her feisty attitude. “Far from it.”
    “I forgot to make you beg.” That complaint had both

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