The Inspector Walter Darriteau Murder Mysteries - Books 1-4 by David Carter (best finance books of all time .txt) 📕

I’ve never been before. My nails dig into Lycan’s shoulders, and my head falls back onto Darius’s chest.

He presses a gentle kiss to my cheek, before gruffly promising, “You’re so fucking tight, I’m going to come in your tight ass, little one.”

I’m between two strong men, and I’m lost in bliss as they start moving, slow, gentle, but I can tell from the tension in Lycan’s shoulders, he’s holding onto restraint. He thrusts into me, deep, hitting that spot he earlier stroked, and as Darius’s cock throbs inside my ass, a moan of pure euphoria slips free.

My eyes flutter closed, and I focus on them both filling me. I’ve never been so lost to pleasure before. They move in sync, as if I was born for them to take like this, to own and worship. Soft lips trail over my breasts, to my nipples, and Lycan captures one in his mouth while Darius suckles on my earlobe. His teeth biting down as Lycan does the same to my hard bud, sending more electric shocks through me.

I claw at Lycan, his hands holding me up, while Darius’s grips my hips so hard, I’m sure he’s going to leave bruises, and I’m convinced this is something I won’t ever forget. Their movements hasten as my body pulses around both thick erections inside me.

“That’s my girl,” Lycan coos when he feels my walls tighten. “I might allow you to come again,” he whispers with a chuckle as he begins to fuck me faster, harder, and deeper. It’s as if he was holding out on me, and now he’s fully seated, while Darius claims my ass like a man possessed.

My lips part in soft mewls of bliss as I’m taken. I’ve never been so fully owned before. Yes, Lycan gives me what I need, he gives me everything I crave, but this is nothing like I ever expected. They fuck me harder, faster, and my body complies, opening and also tightening, giving them as much pleasure as they’re gifting me.

I’m closing in on the precipice of pure euphoria, when Lycan releases his one hand from my butt, and Darius takes his place. For a moment, I try to open my eyes to see what he’s doing, but the moment I do, he pinches my clit and orders, “Come for us.” And my body detonates like a bomb has been set off.

I scream.

My body pulses and tightens.

“Good girl. Milk our cocks,” Darius orders, and I don’t know how, but my body knows what it’s doing because seconds later, their grunts fill my ears as if on surround sound and their warmth fills me. Darius’s cock throbs as his release jets inside me. Lycan’s thick erection pulses inside my heat and I feel his seed coat me.

I scream some more when Lycan’s teeth capture my nipple, and he bites down hard before suckling it into his mouth. And after what feels like days, I go limp. I don’t remember anything after that. But when I open my eyes again, I’m in the bed in the playroom they brought me to. Both men are sitting on wingback chairs, watching me.

“The little one is awake,” Darius remarks before sipping on a drink in his hand.

Lycan rises, making his way toward me as he settles on the mattress behind me, pulling me into his hold. It’s still dark out, so I’m not sure how long I’ve been asleep, but it couldn’t have been too long since it’s still night.

“You’re beautiful, perfect,” Lycan coos, pressing butterfly kisses to my cheeks, neck, and my shoulders. I’m still naked, wrapped in soft silk sheets. Heat trickles over my flesh when Lycan’s hand slips between my legs under the sheet and he strokes my mound gently.

“Thank you.” I find my words to respond, and he smiles against my cheek. “How long was I asleep?”

“Only about an hour,” he informs me. That must mean it’s nearly one in the morning. I can’t believe they’re both still awake after what we did.

I glance at Darius, who’s happily watching our display. Lycan’s fingers taunt my cunt, causing arousal to coat both digits as they slip inside me. My hips instinctively move against his hand, needing the friction.

Lycan allows me to ride his fingers while Darius once again watches and strokes himself. This time, the lights are on and I can see him. His tattooed hands, glide along his thickness. It’s a beautiful sight and one day he’ll make some woman very happy.

His hand hastens its movements as the fingers inside me quicken as well. “You’re going to come all over my fingers, and then you’re going to sleep.” Lycan’s words aren’t a request, they’re an order, but I’m too far gone to respond, so all I do is nod. He teases and taunts, then dips his fingers in so deep, stroking my G spot until my vision blurs and Darius shoots ropes of his release all over his hand. The sight is so erotic, I cry out, gripping Lycan’s hand against my pussy, holding him there as I ride out the waves of my release.

And as I feel him move, my lashes flutter, and I realize it’s going to be a satisfied, dreamless sleep.

27

Lycan

Last night has been playing on a loop in my mind since I opened my eyes this morning. Leaving Scarlett in bed was difficult, but I had to come down here and focus. Having her soft body against mine had me hard and wanting more, but she needs to rest. I pick up my mobile and scroll down to the number I need, hitting dial, I press the device to my ear and wait.

“What do you want?” His deep voice rumbles through the speakers, but I don’t miss the hint of fear that trickles through each word, and I smile. The bastard needs to be afraid.

“You and your wife are requested to attend a dinner at my place. We’d like to celebrate the nuptials you missed,” I tell him. Even though