Wild Hearts by Rhea Regale Page A

hands whipped up, pinning her to him as Jacy guided her hips to stroke his cock.
    “Sugar,” Jacy purred.
    Shyla bucked the instant she felt a painful pressure trying to pierce her rear.
    “Christ, woman. Relax. I’ve lubed to make it easier.”
    “Relax, love. Let him inside you.”
    Coal’s soothing voice inside her mind made her rear muscles loosen. Slowly, inch by incredible inch, her body stretched and formed around Jacy’s invasion. His thickness made her wince until she felt his hips against hers. He stayed pressed inside her back hole, allowing her time to adjust to him. His hands coursed around her waist, the tip of his finger reaching her clit. She moaned into Coal’s mouth, rocking her hips into his.
    Both men filled her at the same time. Coal nipped her bottom lip before invading her mouth with searing kisses. She whimpered with each slight movement, the fiery itch in her lower gut being strummed from both men’s subtle motions. The rough pad of Jacy’s finger teased her pulsing clit as he drew out of her, pulling her farther down Coal’s dick. As he pressed back inside her, the pain subsided, and a new pleasure filled its spot.
    Each tantalizingly slow pull and push of Jacy’s dick in her ass was met by the sumptuous tension created with Coal’s dick in her pussy. Her entire lower region was under the assault of constant stimulation, turning her to putty melting between two incredible lovers.
    Jacy wrapped an arm around her shoulder, tearing her away from the delicious heat of Coal’s intense kiss and filling her mouth with his tongue. He growled against her as she sat back on his cock.
    “Fuck, woman,” he breathed.
    Shyla tore away from his kiss the instant Coal’s dick left her aching sheath. He shifted to his knees, grabbed her chin in a gentle grip, and crushed his mouth to hers.
    “My mouth.” Coal’s claim reverberated through her mind. Jacy lifted her rear off his lap, off his cock, while Coal fed her his lust-laced toxin through his kiss. She could drink from him for years and never tire of the expert ways his tongue traced and teased her mouth.
    She had little time to react before she felt both men’s dicks drive deep inside her body. She catapulted straight into euphoria, screaming out in delight. Two sets of hands guided her trembling body, wave after wave of blinding pleasure searing her mind to anything but the sensations of bliss and fullness. The synchronized thrusts held her suspended in stimulation overload.
    Her hair was tugged, pulling her head back with little effort. Jacy conquered her mouth, grunting with each calculated thrust into her rear, filling her until her mounted pleasure seeped over the crest of sexual bliss. Coal’s mouth took to her exposed neck, laving and kissing straight up to her chin, reclaiming her from Jacy as the friction created from the thrusting of his cock exploded behind the wall of pleasure.
    Lava-hot liquid filled her. Jacy howled with his spurt of climax in her rear channel. Coal groaned into her mouth as his seed filled her womb. Her men supported her between their solid bodies as she rode each overwhelming wave of ecstasy until, at last, she somehow managed to grasp the frayed ends of her being.
    Coal leaned back, his arms wrapping around her and pulling her down with him. Jacy followed behind her, still lodged deep inside her nether hole. She twisted enough to look back at him, trying her damnedest to focus her quaking vision. A thin sheen of sweat covered them all, intensifying the arousing aroma of sexual musk.
    She allowed two men to fuck her simultaneously, and she enjoyed it like nothing else in the world. Had it been any two other than Coal and Jacy, she knew she would’ve felt dirty and used.
    Lying here, between these two men, couldn’t be any more right .
    “Am I hurting you?” Jacy asked.
    Shyla managed a shaky smile at the thick tone of his voice. Coal’s knuckle caressed her cheek, drawing her attention away from