Night Is Darkest Jayne Rylon (bookreader .TXT) 📖

Lacey melted into his hold then returned the sweet caress of lips. Mason tugged her into the crook of his arm. He held her close while he took up the intimate exchange with Tyler. From her vantage point she watched Ty’s cheeks hollow and his throat work as he sucked on Mason’s tongue. The gesture escalated what began as a slow melding of emotion into a fierce claim. She wanted in on it.

She cut in, latching onto Mason. He bowed her over the taut muscles of his arm as he slaked his craving for her passion. Some part of her brain registered the ripple of waves expanding out from Ty’s sleek entry into the spring. When he surfaced, shaking his head to clear the lush mane of midnight hair from his soulful eyes, droplets of liquid crystal refracted the ethereal light into a million dazzling rainbows.

Mason abandoned her mouth in favor of the exposed skin of her neck. Over his head she watched Ty glide near like a merman while Mason destroyed her composure by implanting lust in every molecule of her being.

“My turn, hand her over.” Tyler encircled her ankle. He drew damp swirls over the protruding bone, the top of her foot and along the ridge of knuckles on her toes until Mason nudged her closer. With a solid grip on her waist, he controlled her descent into the heated bliss. The silky texture of the water enveloping her attested to the high mineral content. Every muscle in her body cried out in relief as the healing properties of the fluid began to work their magic.

It only got better when Ty perched on a submerged outcropping worn smooth by the spring’s currents over several millennia. She straddled his thighs, noting how the rounded edge of the floor they’d stood on so recently made the perfect headrest for him. Between their bodies, his stiff cock bobbed. With each ebb and flow, the water bounced his engorged flesh off their abdomens. The motions teased her swollen pussy, too.

Mason sat on the floor, dipping his feet and shins to her right. Tyler inclined his head to rest against the side of the other man’s thigh. Almost absently, Mason’s right hand stroked through Ty’s hair then along the other man’s cheeks while his left hand curled around his own thick erection. Bliss wiped all traces of fear and sadness from her soul, leaving only spectacular shades of devotion to her two mates. All three of them needed this brief escape from bitter reality.

Lacey wanted to make the moment as memorable for them as it would be for her. She undulated in Tyler’s hold until the head of his cock stroked the furrow of her pussy in time with the receding waves. Buoyancy guaranteed his shaft played with her clit on every pass. Then she urged Mason to slip into the pool. He stood by her side on the ledge. When she glanced through the glassy liquid to witness the glide of Tyler’s cock, Mason’s left a wet trail across her cheek.

She collected the opalescent fluid with the pad of her thumb, then offered the delicacy to Ty. He devoured the essence of their partner as though it were a gourmet dessert. While he licked off every last drop, Mason knelt to sample the tops of her breasts where they floated before him. Her pebbled nipples danced across the smooth plane of Tyler’s chest, creating bolts of pleasure that enhanced the sensations originating with the glide of his cock.

When she arched closer, Mason positioned the head of Ty’s cock so that it notched inside the vestibule of her pussy instead of passing by. They moaned in unison. The sound of primal longing echoed through the cavern. Reverberations of ecstasy matched the need spiraling through her.

Lacey ground onto the tip of Tyler’s cock, guided by his hands on her waist. Next to them, Mason rose. Streams of fragrant water sluiced from his powerful thighs. His cock protruded from the trimmed patch of hair surrounding it. A single drop of viscous liquid dangled from the tip.

“Are you going to lick that off, or should I?” Tyler rasped.

Chapter Sixteen

Tyler’s cock jerked inside Lacey when she extended her tongue to gather the precariously perched bead of moisture but she didn’t stop there. Even as Tyler worked her onto his shaft, she encouraged the fusion of Mason’s body with hers. For each inch Tyler tunneled through her tight rings of muscle, Mason matched the penetration.

The sight of his two lovers pleasing each other affected him almost as much as the firm grip of Lacey’s pussy hugging his dick. Almost. His hips lunged, driving himself deeper into her swollen channel. Torn between the spectacle of Lacey’s lips wrapped around Mason’s cock and the tantalizing mounds of her breasts bobbing in the water, he thought his head might explode. In the end, he elected to taste the berry ripe tips of her breasts while stealing glances at Mason’s erection where it disappeared between angelic lips.

By the time he sheathed himself to the hilt in Lacey’s welcoming pussy, he’d already started to conjure a list of the signers of the Declaration of Independence. The animalistic whimpers and the rhythmic contractions of her muscles made him realize she might not be far behind. Mason’s hands were fisted, one in the long strands of Lacey’s unruly locks and the other clamped at his side.

They both increased the pace of their pumping cocks, filling their woman with their hard flesh.

When Ty looked up, his mouth still surrounding her sweet breast, his gaze locked on the electric blue of Mason’s wild eyes. He saw surrender there when Lacey reached around to trail her fingers across Mason’s wrinkled sac with tantalizing swipes. Ty increased the pressure of his mouth, applying the barest hint of teeth, then angled his hips to grind his pelvis against the tender bump of Lacey’s clit.

Sure enough, her garbled