Powerful Awakening [L.U.S.T. 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

Powerful Awakening [L.U.S.T. 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) Read Free

Book: Powerful Awakening [L.U.S.T. 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) Read Free
Author: Tonya Ramagos
Tags: Romance
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    Rebecca realized Michael had turned one hand toward Andrew and was fondling the man’s cock through his pants. Andrew’s finger stilled inside her pussy, but she was too mesmerized by the sight of his pleasure, the feel of Michael stroking him against her rear that she didn’t protest. She wanted to watch and started to tell them so, but before she could utter a word, Andrew pulled his finger free of her opening and stepped back far enough she no longer felt the heat radiating from his body.
    Michael’s eyes glinted with amusement. “I believe our lover is reaching the end of his patience.”
    Rebecca giggled and glanced at Andrew over her shoulder. “Then perhaps both of you should get naked so we don’t keep him waiting any longer.”
    “Perhaps.” Michael smiled, a warm curve of succulent lips, and she felt its effects circle her breasts and stretch to her pussy.
    Her gaze followed his hands as he started to strip, revealing a solid chest and corrugated abs so perfect she couldn’t draw her attention away. He shucked his pants down his lean hips and powerful thighs, letting them fall to his ankles before kicking them aside.
    Rebecca gulped as her focus landed on his cock, slightly curved, magnificently long, and gloriously thick between his legs. A bead of pre-cum glistened on the slit of his cockhead and she licked her lips, the craving to taste so acute she wasn’t surprised when she heard a growl.
    “You’re teasing me and you don’t even know it.” Michael dragged his thumb over her bottom lip as he moved by her, leaving a tingle of fire that traveled straight to her core.
    She watched him walk to the bedroom, realized he’d been the one who had growled, not her.
    Michael stopped at the doorway to the bedroom, turned, and extended a hand. “Come with me, my sweet.”
    Andrew stepped to her side as she turned and she shot a pointed glance down his body. “You’re still dressed.”
    “I’ll fix that when we get to the bedroom.” He wound an arm around her waist and guided her toward the bedroom just as Michael disappeared through the doorway.
    “And he says I’m teasing and don’t know it,” Rebecca muttered as she followed Michael into the room with Andrew at her side. She found Michael positioned in the center of the bed, his back leaning against the wall. His legs were outstretched and spread wide, his cock long and hard against his flat stomach. He patted the bed between his legs.
    Rebecca glanced at Andrew, then took a longer look as he started to undress. Her gaze moved over broad shoulders, a solid chest, ripped abs, and a spectacular cock that made her mouth water anew.
    “Rebecca?”
    She tore her attention from Andrew at Michael’s summons and walked to the foot of the bed on legs that threatened to buckle. Eagerness warred with apprehension in her system. She felt Andrew watching her and saw Michael’s gaze travel leisurely over every inch of her flesh. Sheer appreciation filled Michael’s eyes and she sensed the same from Andrew. It made her feel empowered, beautiful, and gave her the confidence to be just a little bold.
    When Michael’s eyes lifted to hers, she daringly licked her lips, battling the urge to giggle at the low growl that definitely came from him. His stunningly handsome expression grew tortured as she dropped to her hands and knees and began to crawl from the foot of the bed to the spot he’d indicated between his legs.
    “I was apparently wrong.” Michael reached for her, lacing his fingers in her hair. “You do know it.”
    Rebecca angled her head into his hand, loving the slight twinge of pain as he fisted her hair, and continued to position herself between his legs. “That I’m teasing you? I know it now.”
    “He likes it.” Rebecca felt the foot of the bed dip behind her as Andrew crawled onto the edge. “Don’t let him tell you he doesn’t.”
    “Oh, I do.” Michael pulled her face to his, bit her bottom lip, then licked the spot before

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