Read Online Remy's Release [Submissive Sirens] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Charlotte Smith - Free Book Online

the little bundle of nerves, she felt herself squeeze violently, and at the same time became aware of the fine thread of Drake’s control snapping. He gripped her hips with both hands and drilled his cock balls-deep into her greedy pussy.
    Remy screamed at the sensation and heard the footsteps outside begin to run toward them. She didn’t care. All she cared about was that she was split wide over the thickest cock she’d ever known and she could feel Drake’s balls slap against her pussy with every pounding stroke inward, the brush of the velvety sacs against her still-tender flesh preventing the burn of Drake’s spanking from cooling. And Joss was licking through her wet folds, circling around her clit and causing her slit to gush more moisture around Drake’s cock, wetting him down to his balls.
    Drake pistoned his cock in and out of her pussy, the slurping, sucking sounds they made accompanied by Drake’s guttural grunts and groans and Remy’s whimpers and squeals. She pressed her hands into the desk and pushed herself back against the cock fucking into her with such abandon, and her eyes met Knox’s where he stood on the other side of the room. His gaze was fierce, and he rubbed the bulge in his tuxedo pants totally unconsciously. Remy wished she was coherent enough to ask him to take his cock out and stroke it where she could see it, but all she could do was moan. She was fucking one brother’s cock while another licked her clit and the third one watched, and she loved it.
    That thought was enough to send her screaming into the most powerful orgasm she’d ever had, and in her pleasure, she was aware of Drake’s roar of fulfillment as her pussy milked him and he pulsed inside her, pumping hot jets of cum into her body. He thrust once, twice more, and was still, his fingers still digging into her hips and his heaving chest against her back. With a last soothing lick to her over sensitized clit that made Remy jerk, Joss stroked a hand down her thigh and moved back.
    Remy came back to herself, the back of her neck prickling. She glanced up to see the security guard from earlier standing in the doorway, a lecherous smile on his face. Knox stood with his gun drawn, only the door separating them, ready to blow the man’s head off if Drake gave the word. And Knox really looked like he wanted Drake to give the word. His face was etched with fury, and he was glaring holes through the door to where the guard stood. Remy felt the man’s gaze drift to where her knee was still cocked on the desk and she started to squirm, trying to dislodge Drake so she could pull her skirt down and try to salvage some of her dignity.
    Drake became aware of the man a second later and was instantly off Remy. The knob of his cock slipped from Remy’s sheath, causing her one last shudder as she suddenly felt empty.
    Drake immediately pushed her behind him out of the guard’s gaze and un-self-consciously buttoned and zipped his pants. “See?” he asked the guard, smiling like the two shared a secret. “We are very good friends again, my wife and I. Thank you for ensuring we were not interrupted.”
    Remy snorted behind Drake. As if that guard made sure no one interrupted them. She was pretty sure he’d have invited the whole damn château if he’d known half of what was going on in that office. But whatever, they’d managed to get the job done.
    Drake was still making chitchat with the security guard, and Remy just wanted him gone. She could feel Drake’s juices combined with hers, and they were getting sticky on the insides of her thighs, and she was starting to get a cold feeling in the pit of her stomach about what she’d done. A whole battalion of armed guards could have walked through the door and she wouldn’t have noticed. She’d been totally shameless, and while she wasn’t about to apologize for the pleasure she’d taken, she sure as hell wasn’t happy Drake had put her into that position in the first place. Talk about