Zurlo, Michele - Two Masters for Samantha [Awakenings 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

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went stiff and she lifted from the bed. Alexei’s weight wasn’t enough to counteract the violence of her climax. Colors exploded behind her eyes, but she kept them open. She kept them locked to his.
    Alexei didn’t stop. She thought his orgasm would follow hers, but he held it off. He thrust into her, slowing his motions to draw out her climax. Samantha shuddered each time he filled her. Stefano had released her hands, and she clutched Alexei with no control over how tightly she held him or how deeply her nails dug into his skin.
    The cry she uttered went on and on until it faded. Survival instincts forced her to inhale. It was an uneven, ragged breath filled with smaller gasps.
    Alexei rolled until she was on top of him. She had no energy to move. Her head rested limply on his shoulder, and he stroked her hair. He was still inside her, and he hadn’t ejaculated.
    Samantha frowned against his collarbone. “Did I do something wrong?”
    “No, Sammy. You were perfect. We want you this way, nice and relaxed.”
    Stefano had moved again. His voice came from somewhere near her feet. She felt his hands on her knees. His firm grip moved them, positioning them on either side of Alexei’s hips. This lifted her off Alexei a little bit. She whimpered at the sensations that rippled through her body even as she luxuriated in the fact that they weren’t finished with her.
    Alexei spread his legs, brushing against the coverlet with a soft sound and widening her stance. The hands that had caressed her hair and traced circles over her back moved down to cup her ass. He squeezed and kneaded the cheeks before spreading them apart.
    Samantha knew what was coming next. Despite the languor stealing her strength, she tensed as she felt the bed dip under Stefano’s weight. Somehow, she knew he would be the one to take her this way first. Alexei, for all his gruffness, was a gentle lover. He took great care to not hurt her.
    Stefano, on the other hand, liked it rougher. He didn’t seem to mind doing things that caused small amounts of sharp pain that felt too good and made her want more.
    She quivered when she felt the cold gel against her anus. “It’s going to hurt, isn’t it?”
    She whispered too softly for Stefano to hear. Alexei pressed a kiss to her forehead. “Just for a minute. Once he’s in, it shouldn’t hurt anymore.”
    But what if it did? She didn’t voice her question because she knew they would stop if she asked them to stop. Besides, she wanted this. She wanted to feel them both inside her at the same time. She wanted to know what made her friends sigh in remembrance.
    She felt Stefano’s finger massaging the muscle guarding that entrance. Sparks traveled through her entire abdomen. Samantha gasped and her pussy contracted.
    “That’s it, Sammy. Relax for me.”
    A finger slipped inside, massaging the gel everywhere he touched. Then it was gone, and she felt his cock pressing. It seemed impossibly large, but she was more curious than afraid. She breathed, relaxing as much as she could. Her cheek rested against Alexei’s smooth skin and she inhaled his calming scent. The pressure increased and she felt the muscle stretch. It burned a bit, but in a good way.
    “I’m in.”
    It hadn’t hurt at all. The burning sensation was there, but she wanted to push against him. She wanted to feel him thrusting into her until the feeling burst into the flames of an earth-shattering climax. That, combined with the fullness of Alexei already inside her, had her panting with need.
    “Yes,” she hissed as she pushed herself up until she was on all fours. The fire traveled, centering in her core and radiating outward. “Please don’t stop. Holy shit, don’t stop.”
    Stefano’s strong hands grasped her hips, holding her in place and keeping her unsteady legs from collapsing. “Not yet, Sammy. I’m not all the way in. I don’t want to ream you until you’re used to it.”
    “But it doesn’t hurt,” she said, ignoring

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