Runes by Em Petrova Page A

labia, gathering the wetness while the other man dug two fingers deep into her sheath. Her head rocked side to side, looking between the beautiful auburn man on her left, and the fair, handsome stranger on her right. She was pinioned on their fists.
    And when Will’s finger drove into her ass, she thought she’d faint with pleasure. Chills washed over her and she stared down at her own hard nipples, wishing they would suck them.
    On and on their torment continued. Her eyes squeezed shut on the pleasure they were offering. Her womb was tense, aching for release. The burn between her legs grew so intense; she didn’t know how she’d keep from crying out when she came.
    “Kiss her,” Will told the man. His eyes flared briefly, and then the foreign mouth met hers in a smoldering kiss. His tongue tasted salty. She wondered if his cock would taste the same.
    Into her mind came Will’s dirty talk. You love his fingers in you, don’t you, baby? See what kind of love I hold for you? I love you enough to give you more pleasure than you ever dreamed. Now think what his cock would feel like, sliding into you. Think about his come, filling you, dripping from your pussy for me to lick up. I bet you want that, baby, don’t you? Picture it. Oh God, I’ve got to see.
    And suddenly, sharp, jerking waves of orgasm washed over her. She sucked the soldier’s tongue, driving her cunt into his hand. Will’s finger plunged deep into her ass, pushing her to spasms of heavy pleasure. Sweat broke out over her, and when she opened her eyes, she saw her lovers staring into one another’s eyes.
    As if the men had made a solemn pact, they withdrew their fingers, leaving her pulsating for more. And with that Will stood and reached down a hand for her.
    Come to the restroom with me, he said. When she did, she saw the fair stranger following them down the aisle.
    Jittery with nerves and excitement, Evangeline entered the tiny bathroom behind Will. With two of them, there was scarcely an inch to move, but when the handsome stranger entered, Will pressed his back against the wall, straddling the toilet. He twisted her, lifted her skirt, and positioned her to accept his cock in her ass.
    The stranger closed the door and flashed them both a sexy smile. Then he unzipped his jeans and unleashed one of the longest shafts Evangeline had ever seen. She heard Will’s sharp intake of breath at the sight. Her nipples bunched up tight, anticipating this most forbidden scene.
    Capturing her mouth, the blond man slipped between the slick lips of her pussy while Will’s length slid inside her. And in the enveloping safety of Will’s immortal love, her horrific sexual memories, her fears, and a lifetime of distrust melted away, leaving her awash in love and sexual fulfillment.
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    Late that night, with her feet securely on the ground and a sweet soreness reminding her of their mind-blowing three-way encounter at thirty-thousand feet above the earth, Evangeline let Will lead her up the dark sidewalk to the door of her father’s Chicago home. First, they’d made certain that her sister Jessa was not in. The small pistol tucked into the waistband of Will’s jeans weighed heavily on Evangeline’s mind.
    He clutched her hand tight in his, but on reaching the darkened porch, he stopped and faced her. “Evangeline,” he murmured, moving his hands up her wrists to her elbows where he held her firmly.
    She searched his eyes. “What is it? Have you changed your mind?”
    “No. But you can’t be here when this goes down. I won’t risk you being hurt.”
    “But I can’t die,” she cried softly, trembling at the thought of being parted from him. That old tremor had ceased the instant she stepped into his arms.
    “You can die by my hand. The hand of another immortal. And I couldn’t live with myself if such an accident occurred. Please,” he said hoarsely. “Please, just heed me. Take the rental car and go back to the hotel. I’ll come when it’s