Claimed by the Trillionaires (Menage for Mankind Book 5) Read Free Page B

floor.  And he stepped up behind her, between her still spread legs.
    "I'm going to fuck you until you can't stand any longer," he whispered into her ear as he bent low over her, his cock already in position.
    She was still out of breath, but she managed to whisper, "Please do."
    He was laughing as he buried his cock inside her.  He didn't wait once he was inside like Trystan had.  Obviously their bride wanted it hard and fast, and he was just the man to give it to her.  He gripped her hips in his hands and thrusted. 
    Sarah let out a low moan.  "Oh, God, that feels so good!  I like this!"  For the first time in her life, her body felt alive, and she loved it!
    Jaron wanted to see her.  He hated that her back was to him.  He pulled out and helped her turn around to sit on the edge of the table.  He unfastened her dress, pushing it down so it bunched around her waist.  His hands went to her full, heavy breasts, his thumbs teasing her tight pink nipples.  "I had to see you."
    Sarah looked at him with wide eyes.  He stood naked between her thighs, his cock already dripping with her juices.  His eyes were big and blue, and she felt lost in them.  She was staring into his eyes still as he took the last step to her. 
    "Now." 
    It was only one word, but Sarah felt it all the way to her pussy. She spread her legs a little further apart, inviting him silently to come back inside her.  "Now," she whispered back. 
    He gripped her hips, pulling her to the very edge of the table, his cock resting against her pussy lips.  "Tell me you want my cock," he demanded.
    "I want your cock."
    "Tell me you want me to fuck you."  He needed to know she wasn't just doing this for her brother.  She had to want it as much as he did.
    "More than anything in the world."
    He was staring into her eyes as he plunged back inside her.  He smiled as her eyes opened wider, but she didn't close them.  She licked her lips.  He took that as an invitation, and leaned down to kiss her, his tongue mimicking the motions of his cock as he thrust in and out of her.
    She moaned against his mouth, her hands clinging to his shoulders.  She wanted to thrust with him, but felt like she was too precariously seated at the edge of the table.  Every time he withdrew, she felt as if she was losing a piece of herself.  Every thrust made her feel whole. 
    The tightening began again.  This time she knew where it was going, and she welcomed it.  When she climaxed, she dug her fingernails into his shoulders.
    As soon as Jaron felt her grip tighten, he raised his head, watching her face as she climaxed.  Her head was thrown back, and she looked as if she was caught between pleasure and pain. 
    Her climax spurred his, and he emptied his seed inside her.  He stayed for a moment, cradled in her before pulling out.  He made sure she was steady on the table before walking to the sink and cleaning himself.
    Sarah leaned back on her hands, not believing what she'd just done.  She'd been worried they'd all want to take her at once, and by her own choice, she'd taken two of them while the others watched.  What was she thinking?
    Brice looked at Sara sitting on the edge of the table, wondering if she was up for another round.  She'd seemed thrilled to fuck his two friends, but was she willing to take a third?  Right there on a table? 
    Sarah looked at the two men who she hadn't been inside her yet, wondering what was going to happen next.  If she jumped down from the table and pulled her dress back up, would they calmly do what they'd originally planned and wait until they reached the hotel?
    Brice was looking at her as if he was getting ready to pounce.  She sighed.  She was getting sore from the table, but did she have the right to tell him he had to wait?  "I'm not sure I can taken anyone else on this table," she said softly, her voice full of apology.
    Brice didn't have to be told anything twice.  "Move," he said to Houston, who was the only man on