Chapter 12

Her orgasm raged closer. Simon added fingers to his attack, callused tips outlining her passage as he nibbled and flicked at her clit, but Seth kept her from goading Simon for more by deepening their kisses. His mouth became rough, shattering her restraint. Teeth met the soft inner flesh of her lip. The coppery taste of her own blood pricked at her tongue. Seth swept it away, then added his moan to hers when he bit her again.

She lost it the first time Simon slipped his long fingers inside her pussy. The distant thump of the music was nothing compared to the way she erupted. One or both of them held her down. She didn’t know, couldn’t be sure, was unaware of anything but their strong arms and the swim of their scents clogging her senses.