Night Is Darkest by Jayne Rylon (books recommended by bts .TXT) 📕

shout rang through the stony room an instant before her pussy smothered his cock in pulse after pulse of endless contractions that triggered his orgasm. He came so hard inside her, he felt the streams of come jetting against her tensed pussy. He filled her with his seed even as he renewed his pledges of undying love and devotion.

He forced his eyes to stay open through the torrent of pleasure to witness Mason toss his head back. Glorious in his climax, the tendons in his neck raised, his abdomen bunched and released to propel his own load far into Lacey’s hungry mouth. Her throat flexed as she swallowed his semen. Her jaw worked in time to the clutching of her pussy. Shudders wracked her slender frame in his hold.

Lacey continued to lave the other man’s cock until he withdrew the wilting flesh from her enthusiastic ministrations. A strand of glistening come connected them. It thinned as Mason separated their bodies until it snapped, leaving a tiny trail of moisture at the corner of her mouth.

Tyler wrapped his hands around her shoulders then crushed his lips to hers. He stole a taste from her, delighting in the mingled flavors of his two lovers. Though they’d both experienced intense orgasms moments before, the fire of passion continued to burn strong within them.

Still joined, he waded through the shallow sections of the spring near the edges with Lacey draped around him. Mason must have realized his intent, as usual. The other man exited the pool heading toward a stash of supplies he hadn’t noticed earlier while spellbound by the beauty of the place, and his friends.

Lax in his arms, Lacey didn’t resist when he ducked beneath the heavier splash of the waterfall. He rested his back against a wedge of stone that inclined at a shallow angle to make a tiny cubby behind the thin curtain of spray. Then he pushed himself up, one foot at a time, until he lay on the heated surface with Lacey resting on his chest.

Together, they soaked in the surroundings without breaking the sacred silence. In less than a minute, Mason’s blurred figure neared then broke through the sheet of water. He carried an armload of now damp towels. He tucked one beneath Tyler’s head.

The others he folded into puffy square pads which he arranged as the four corners of an imaginary square in their cozy alcove. When satisfied, he came over the resting pair. He dropped a kiss on Lacey’s cheek as she nuzzled his face. The tender gestures made Ty’s heart expand until it ached. Mason didn’t stop there. If his half-hard cock was any indication, he didn’t intend to stop anytime soon. Instead, he nibbled a trail across the light pink skin covering Lacey’s spine.

When he bit her ass with more ferocity, she jumped. The motion dislodged Ty’s semi-aroused penis from her pussy. He groaned at the loss. Mason made up for it by licking a path from Ty’s balls over the base of his cock to the stretched mouth of Lacey’s pussy. She trembled on top of his chest, then Mason lifted her. He twisted, placing her so that her hands and knees each occupied one of the cushions he’d crafted.

Tyler rolled to his side to watch Mason at work. The brawny man lay on his back then positioned himself between her thighs. She turned to him for reassurance, which he gladly supplied. “Let him taste you, little one.”

“Both of you.” Mason groaned as he plumbed the depths of Lacey’s pussy with one broad finger.

She cried out, her eyelids fluttered shut and her mouth parted.

“I need to taste both of you.” When his digit retracted, Mason retrieved a sticky mass of mingled fluids from the bowl of Lacey’s pussy. He surrounded her hips with his heavy arms then flexed the muscles there to force her slit onto his waiting mouth.

Tyler’s cock pumped up in response. How long had he waited for Mason to accept him?

Mason drank from her. His Adam’s apple bobbed as he sipped their juices. She cried out from the direct contact on her over-stimulated nerve endings. Ty soothed her with a combination of crooning and long strokes of his palm on her back until the panicked edge to her whimpers morphed into renewed desire. Long after every drop of honey had been stripped from Lacey’s pussy, Mason continued to lick, suck and finger the mesmerizing surfaces of her delicate anatomy. Soon she rocked her hips to encourage his touch where she wanted it most. Fierce dominance spurred Mason to avoid her questing motions.

“Sweetheart, I’ll give you a hint.” Tyler loved the dazed look in her hazel eyes. “Mason likes to do the leading. The more you try to force him to do something, the longer he’ll make you wait for it. Let him seduce you however he likes. You’ll both enjoy it more.”

Her head hung between her elbows as she surrendered to Mason’s skilled touch.

“Mmm. That’s right, doll.” He rewarded her obedience. Then he shifted until he spooned her before rolling to his back so she sat in his lap with her shoulders braced on his contoured pecs. He scooted forward until their legs protruded through the line of falling water.

Tyler snagged the towels and used them to form a pillow for Mason. The other man smiled then reclined. When he adjusted a fraction of an inch, Lacey moaned. The waterfall bathed her clit with inconsistent ripples of drumming liquid that proceeded to run down her slit before trickling across Mason’s sensitive balls.

“It’s not too much, Lacey?” Tyler ran his hand under the flow to test the pressure. Nice.

“It’s perfect.” The husky note in her melodious voice helped to resuscitate his half-hard cock.

By raising or lowering his hips, Mason controlled the exact location of the waterfall’s most intense stream. Tyler loved watching the devious man mold her desire like a blacksmith honing a glowing rod of molten metal into a precise instrument of destruction. His broad hands roamed every exposed