“Enough pleasure,” she cried, bucking against them as Khalid’s head bent, his lips surrounding a nipple once again.

He was sucking her nipple. Chase was sucking at her clit. His fingers, he was working his fingers inside her again. The fit was tighter, and she whimpered at the burn, the pleasure pain.

“Ease for him, sweet,” Khalid whispered, lifting his head from her nipple, his hand flattening on her stomach. “Ease for him. Let his fingers inside you. So slow and easy. Feel how the pleasure burns, Kia. How it races through your body, how it fills you like a drug.”

That particular drug was pumping through her bloodstream, racing to her clit, circling it, and tearing across nerve endings she had never known she had.

“So simple,” Khalid whispered as Chase eased his fingers from her and slid back.

She stared back at Chase before moving. She ignored his curse, his surprise. She had had enough. She was torn apart with the need for release, with the hunger burning in the deepest parts of her body. She went to her knees, bent and let her mouth cover the head of his cock.

This was the flesh she wanted in her mouth. Chase’s. She sucked him inside, wrapped her fingers around the shaft and heard his sharp, hard intake of breath.

She was a creature of pleasure now. She worked her mouth on the hard cock head, worked her tongue around it, teased him as he had teased her.

Behind her, Khalid’s fingers were piercing her rear, and she didn’t care. She spread her legs for him, filled her mouth with Chase and heard his strangled groan as her name tore past his lips.

She thrust her hips back against Khalid, felt his fingers moving inside her.

“Now.” She lifted her lips from Chase’s cock, licked the head, and stared up at him. “Take me now, Chase. Please.”

“She’s ready.” Khalid kissed the cheek of her rear, raked his tongue over it, and pressed his fingers into her. “She can take us both now.”

Chase stared down at her. “Both of us, Kia.”

He wasn’t going to let her misunderstand. He wasn’t going to let her feel betrayed later.

“Yes. Both of you.” There was no hesitation in her voice, or in her dazed, sensual eyes.

Chase took the condom Khalid handed him, rolled it quickly over his cock, and pulled Kia to him. He brought her lips to his, kissing her, devouring the taste of her as he turned her until he could lie back on the wide leather seat, dragging her over him, pulling her into place until she straddled him.

He didn’t have to guide his cock to her—she did it for him. Silken fingers wrapped around the shaft and her hips lowered, the slick folds parted and she stilled.

Chase pressed upward as Khalid moved behind her, his teeth nip-ping at her shoulder as she shuddered and more of her juices spilled over the sheathed length of his cock.

Chase had to fight to hold on to his control. Kia’s pussy was nearly as tight as her ass. The muscles clenched around him as he eased inside her. Hell, he might as well not be wearing a condom to begin with. She was so sweet, so hot and tight he could feel every ripple of the contractions around him as he worked inside her.

Kia felt the stretching burn, the impalement, even as she felt Khalid behind her, his lips moving down her spine, tongue licking, his hands clenching on her rear, rocking her on Chase’s cock.

She was burning.

“So perfect,” Chase groaned beneath her.

“A treasure,” Khalid agreed as he pressed her to Chase’s chest.

Muscular arms came around her, light green eyes darkened to near moss stared back at her as she fought to focus.

He was buried fully inside her now. She was stretched tight, and Khalid was easing his fingers from her, shifting behind her.

“Don’t hurt me,” she whispered, shaking, touching Chase’s face. “Please don’t hurt me.”

He paused beneath her, and behind her, she felt Khalid pause as well.

“Would I hurt you, Kia?” he asked as his hands stroked her gently.

Chase stayed still inside her, stretching her, ignoring the tight little movements she made, the need to have him thrusting inside her.

She was trying to breathe. Pleasure and fear and the unknown tore through her.

Behind her, Khalid stroked her with his fingers again, down the cleft, eased against the opening.

She gasped, relaxed involuntarily.

“Ah, so sweet. She knows there is only pleasure here,” Khalid crooned.

“Would I hurt you, Kia?” Chase asked again, his lips at her ear as she sobbed with the pleasure now. “Would I ever hurt you?”

She shook her head, eased farther, felt herself relaxing, felt the broad, thick head of Khalid’s cock beginning to ease inside her.

And it wasn’t pain. It wasn’t pleasure. It was an agonizing sense of rapturous ecstasy that began to blaze through her, inside her.

Chase remained still. Hard hands gripped her hips, holding her in place, Chase buried his cock inside her to the hilt as Khalid began to work his cock inside her rear.

“Chase,” she moaned, her nails digging into his shoulders.

“I have you,” he whispered at her ear. “I’ve always had you, Kia. Remember, baby? I take care of you.”

He took care of her. She could trust him. She let the pleasure surround her, let it fill her, felt her muscles ease as Khalid slipped deep inside her.

“That’s it, sweetheart.” He kissed her neck, licked at it. “Just let us pleasure you. Every part of you touched, stroked.”

His hand touched her face, pressing her upward as her back arched and Khalid slid inside her rear fully.

Her head jerked up with a cry. A strangled scream as she began shuddering. Her eyes flared wide as she stared down at Chase. She could barely see him. A haze of white-hot pleasure filled her vision and tore through her body.

“Fuck. She’s coming, Khalid.”

“Ah, yes.” Khalid sounded as though he were forcing the words past his lips. “So tight. So tight.”

They were moving. Sliding back and forth, retreat and invade until she felt it building inside her again, racing up her spine and blazing through her mind. Sparks ignited in front of her eyes, and she fought to buck between them, driving herself harder onto each penetration, feeling them fill her. Over and again, and crying out Chase’s name as she felt herself dissolving between them.

Their strokes inside her were harder, deeper. Male groans, curses, and finally, throttled groans filled her ears as she felt their cocks throb, ripple with their release.

Kia was boneless between them now. Pleasure still suffused her, a brilliant haze of satiation wiping her mind of any cares, at least for the moment.

Chase’s arms surrounded her. She was still trembling in reaction.

Still felt them inside her, hot, possessing her, the primal intensity of the act not lost on her.

She wasn’t going to regret it. If it never happened again, then this alone she would have to remember. The night Chase Falladay made two years of hell worth it.

The night he had given her only pleasure.

It was three in the morning and the snow was piling high before the limo pulled to a stop at the covered entrance to her apartment building.

The chauffeur opened the door smoothly and Chase stepped out before he turned to lift Kia from the vehicle. She gripped his shoulders as his hands spanned her waist, lifted her, then set her on the damp sidewalk beneath the marquee.

Snow fell around them in thick, fat, lazy flakes. The wind had picked up a bit, blowing around her as she stared up at him, wrapped warmly with his overcoat over her dress. Khalid wouldn’t let her leave the limo without it.

“I’ll take you up to your apartment.” His arm went around her back as they moved to the doors.

“Good morning, Ms. Rutherford.” The doorman nodded politely as he opened the heavy glass doors to allow them in and nodded to Chase.