Night Is Darkest Jayne Rylon (bookreader .TXT) 📖

Mason’s cock surged inside her dripping pussy as Ty’s fingertip brushed hers. The rest of his tense fist stayed steady for a moment before his digit began to invade Mason’s virgin passage. His knuckles sank beneath her grasp, which still focused on Mason’s sensitive balls, by gradual increments.

“There you go. Your ass is so hot.” Tyler’s other hand glided along the length of his erection with a moist, slapping sound. Then the steady trajectory of his knuckles against her fingers made it easy for her to match the rhythm of his other hand’s penetration with coordinated rocks of her hips. Every time Mason swallowed Ty’s finger, she sheathed his raging hard-on.

Ty peppered Mason’s shoulders and spine with tender kisses.

Soon Mason sought more as he ground his hips between their bodies. “If you want us to come together, you’d better get in there soon, Ty.”

He didn’t have to ask twice. Tyler squirted another coat of lube on both his cock and Mason’s ass before blanketing his back. He used his height to his advantage, meeting Lacey’s lips for a scorching kiss over Mason’s shoulder. Then their three tongues met in a dance that had her pussy rippling around Mason’s cock.

Mason groaned, burying his face against her neck. The rough pants of his heated breath scorched her shoulder but she felt the tremor of his fingers buried in her hair.

Their combined weight pressing on her should have been uncomfortable but, instead, it drove her crazy with lust. Each time the head of Tyler’s cock probed the opening of Mason’s ass, he jerked, driving his thick hard-on deeper inside her. While they traded licks, nips and kisses, Tyler ground against Mason’s back until his cock locked against the other man’s puckered hole.

Tyler froze but Mason thrust back several inches, impaling himself on Tyler’s patient flesh. Lacey chased his retreating cock but she didn’t have to wait long since the sharp bite of pain caused him to pull off Ty’s shaft and bury himself in her soaked pussy in the next instant.

Both men groaned.

“Put it back in, Ty. Fuck me.” When he attempted to repeat the process, Ty rested his forearm across Mason’s shoulders, pinning him in place. “Yes!”

This time, Tyler penetrated the tight ring of muscle with a long thrust that buried him to the hilt. The force drove Mason’s throbbing cock against her cervix. His pelvic bone bumped her clit. Her shout echoed through the room.

“Please, Mason. Let me fuck you. Please.” Ty waited for permission as Mason adjusted to the intrusion.

“Do it,” he snarled as he lowered his head to ravage Lacey’s neck. “Hurry. I’m not going to last between both of you.”

Tyler roared as he cupped Mason’s hips then began to thrust in a gradually escalating rhythm. Each of his strokes moved Mason within her grip. The walls of her pussy tightened around his bulging erection. The motion set off a chain reaction as Mason’s ass hugged Ty’s cock.

He picked up the pace, fucking them with deliberate strokes punctuated with soft touches while still murmuring his love. Lacey watched the awe and fulfillment blossom on his face. It made her heart soar, dragging her body with it.

“Mason! Lacey! I’m going to come.” His eyes were wide open as he absorbed every second of their lovemaking.

“Bust in me, Tyler. Give it to me.”

Ty threw his head back, his abdomen flexed then he growled as he erupted. “Love. You. Both.” He ground out the pledge between the waves of his orgasm.

Then heat flooded her as Mason joined him in release. Jet after jet of hot come seared her. The idea of their love flowing from Tyler to Mason to her triggered her own response. The world turned a million different colors as her whole body tensed then exploded. She drew out Mason’s renewed spurts until she lost contact with reality.

Her eyes closed, all she knew was that her men were nearby. Their heat, weight and ragged breathing communicated their presence less than the love filling her soul to bursting.

After the day they’d had, Lacey didn’t fault the guys for falling into a deep sleep while they cuddled. Mason remained at the center of the bed, now on his back. She and Tyler each occupied one side of his firm chest. Their hands intertwined on Mason’s cut abdomen.

Though the synchronized rise and fall of their chests soothed her, she couldn’t subdue the thoughts running rampant through her mind. Something wouldn’t let her join her men in their slumber. Everything had happened so fast since they visited Jackson in that horrible holding cell.

Even unconscious, Mason tightened his arm around her waist when she trembled.

Her scattered musings jumped to Gina. The way the woman had sat and cried as she confessed to drugging Lacey had been disturbing. She hadn’t been able to meet Lacey’s gaze when she uttered the description of Rob’s murder. Lacey’s mind replayed the moment. Gina’s fingers had obscured her eyes behind those ultra-red nails.

Nails that had reminded Lacey of blood.

Nails that had been perfectly manicured…

She frowned then disengaged herself from Mason’s clinging grasp. Soft cotton draped to her knees as she drew on one of the guys’ discarded T-shirts. The fizzle of unease climbing her spine prompted her to take a little walk. She snagged the nearest cell phone off the floor before she stepped into the bathroom.

She took in the mess she’d made in her haste earlier. To pass the time while she debated, she replaced the supplies she’d scattered. When she opened the drawer next to the sink, the pleasant glint of Rob’s gun winked up at her. Figures, Ty’d put it somewhere handy but safer than under the pillow.

By the time she’d finished the task, she still hadn’t been able to convince herself of the foolishness of the errant thought she’d had. Doubt slithered around her revelation but she figured, worst case, she’d look like a fool. She