Page 82 of Reckless Vengeance

I was a little surprised when he sat up to lean over her to give me a kiss, his fingers threading through my hair to keep me in place as Rory’s mouth travelled south to my cock.

“Fuck,” I grunted as she pushed me down her throat, not being able to say much else as Lukas deepened the kiss.

I had no idea what was happening or who started this, but I was rolling with it.

“You want to fuck my face?” I asked, making Lukas pause as he pulled back to look at me.

He was still nervous about doing things in front of people, but I really wanted him to get comfortable when it was just the three of us. “I won’t ask you to return the favor.”

“Maybe I want to choke on your cock,” he replied, a look of determination crossing his face.

“You going to go and help Rory then?”

I’d take whatever he was offering, and the thought of both their mouths on me?

Fucking heaven.

He scooted down the bed to join Rory, and I struggled not to bend one of them over and slam into them as they took turns licking and sucking my cock.

My fingers wove through his hair to encourage him, and I groaned when he took my balls in his mouth to tease me as Rory swallowed my cock.

“You’re so good to me, fuck,” I muttered, trying really hard not to come too fast, but it was a losing battle as they kept switching. “Luke, I’m going to⁠—”

He hummed, telling me he was okay with it, and I forced myself to keep my hips on the bed and not choke him as I came. I really didn’t want to freak him out.

He’d barely swallowed when Rory grabbed his throat and pulled him closer for a kiss, sharing the taste of me as she pushed her tongue into his mouth.

My body felt heavy but I had to repay the favor, especially when he was being so interested this morning.

“Both of you lay back on the bed,” I growled, grabbing their wrists to tug them up the bed. I could multi-task and get them both off quickly.

Rory had the audacity to look skeptical like she didn’t believe I could, so I moved between her legs to tease her pussy with my tongue, reaching out to fist Lukas. After a few minutes, I switched, pushing him down my throat while sliding two fingers inside her and rubbing her clit with my thumb.

His breath hitched as I took him deep, his hand curling around the back of my neck as if to keep me there.

“Jensen,” Rory moaned, rolling her hips a little as she rode my hand. “I need⁠—”

Lukas released me and grabbed my chin to pull me off him, holding my gaze. “Our girl needs your wicked mouth. Get her off.”

“Yes, sir,” I chuckled, really liking this side of him as I moved back between her legs.

“Use your hand too,” he stated, taking himself in his fist as he watched us.

She seemed just as surprised as me by his confidence, but we both rolled with it without hesitation, not wanting to risk him having time to overthink his words.

I focused on Rory until her fingers were practically yanking my hair from my scalp as she came, probably being loud enough for the guys to hear. Lukas didn’t seem to care though, waiting for her to finish before fisting my hair and pulling me back towards him to kiss me.

My cock was hard against his as we ground against each other, and then he was pushing me down his body in silent instruction.

I gagged as he thrust down my throat, hearing a curse leave him. He did it again, my eyes drifting to his as he tried to watch me while Rory slammed her mouth to his.

He was close, his breathing had changed and his thrusts weren’t as controlled, so I pushed him as deep as I could, choking and gagging as I moved up and down his length until he bit out a growl and forced himself deep to come.

There was a wild look in his eyes when I finished swallowing and crawled up his body, his chest rising and falling rapidly.

I collapsed on his chest and nuzzled his throat, jerking in surprise when Skeeter spoke.

“Damn, Gilbert. You suck dick better than half the girls I know.”