Ramagos, Tonya - Running from Angel [Sunset Cowboys 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Tonya Ramagos

ass, made her freeze again. Fingers delved into the back of her hair, fisted, and yanked her head to one side.
    She gasped, her eyes widening as they locked with Mitch’s.
    “I won’t tolerate the way you pushed me today again.” His flattened hand landed on her rear, this smack harder than the first. Angel moaned as the pleasure danced with the sting. “I won’t tolerate the sharp tongue you’ve been using since you showed up, either.” Another smack, another moan, and she teetered closer and closer to the orgasmic edge. “Do I make myself clear?”
    Angel tried to nod, but he held her head too firmly for movement. “Yes.”
    “Good.” He dipped his head, grazing his lips over her shoulder. The bite of pain as his teeth sank into her flesh collided with the sting as his hand smacked her ass so many times in succession she lost count. Her butt cheek flamed from the spanking, her shoulder throbbed from the bite, and her pussy pulsed, the orgasm so close now she knew she wouldn’t be able to control it much longer.
    “My mark on your pretty flesh,” he said as he pulled back, releasing his grip on her hair. “Just as this will be my mark inside this sexy body.”
    Angel stilled herself, knowing as she felt the bulbous head of his cock rest against the heated entrance of her ass what he intended next.
    “Breathe, baby,” Jacob coached softly and used his hold on her waist to draw her body down, lifting his hips to impale her as deep as he could go as Mitch began to sheath his cock in her ass.
    “Relax, darlin’,” Mitch instructed through gritted teeth. “Let your body take my cock.” He entered her slowly but insistently, breaching the tight ring of muscles and burying his cock in her ass to the hilt.
    Angel’s vision swam. Pain, bliss, wonder fogged her mind, and for a moment she thought she might pass out. She closed her eyes and allowed every spark, every bolt, and every sensation of ecstasy to consume her as completely as her men claimed her.
    Mitch and Jacob moved in unison, one pulling back as the other thrust inside her, and she surrendered, mind, body and soul. They fucked her with a ruthlessness that drove her past the brink of spectacular pleasure and to the edge of paradise. She couldn’t fight her body’s needs to take, couldn’t suppress her body’s desires to give, and caught herself in the nick of time before coming.
    “Please.” She started to beg, not caring how needy she sounded. She had never felt so deprived and fulfilled at the same time. “Please. I need to come. I can’t hold back anymore.”
    Her vision cleared long enough for her to see Jacob smiling up at her, approval and what she could only define as love shining in his eyes. “Then come for us, Angel. Now. Let me feel that hot pussy juice soak my cock and balls. Milk Mitch’s cock with that tight ass as your body convulses around him.”
    His erotic words delivered only another push to her already teetering control. Angel lost it, exploding and screaming in a blinding release that shook her to her very soul. Somewhere in the cacophony of her own pleasured cries, she heard Jacob and Mitch grunt with their own releases, felt their hot, sticky juices flow into her pussy and ass.
    They collapsed in a heap of sweaty bodies and racing hearts. Long moments passed before any of them attempted to move. Mitch managed first, rolling off of her, taking her with him until she lay on her side between him and Jacob.
    He brushed his lips to the back of her head, one hand gliding up and down on her side in a tender caress. “Did I hurt you?”
    Angel smiled at Jacob as she answered Mitch. “Magnificently.”
    Mitch chuckled, his breath fanning her hair. “I love you.”
    Angel smiled, as surprised as she was elated that Mitch was the first to say it aloud. She started to turn to look at him, but Jacob’s words stopped her. “We both do.”
    In that moment, she knew what it felt like to truly be full, not just in body as her men