Galen lay behind her, massaging her breasts. Nikolai worked his way down the front of her body, nipping, sucking, kissing, hitting every sensitive spot they’d mapped out over the last few days. Galen petted her until he reached her pussy. These two had her responding to the slightest touch. He stroked through her wet folds. Her clit grew sensitive. She wanted to hook her upper leg over Galen’s to make entry easy, but he used his legs to keep hers in place. Jade, they’d torture her for hours before they’d allow her to climax. They’d done it before and she’d nearly passed out. Galen thrust his finger inside her, making her squeak, as she hadn’t anticipated it. The squeak became a moan. His thick finger made her toes curl. It was rougher than his cock, priming her sensitive walls. Nikolai latched on to one nipple. Where Galen was gentle, not using the pressure she needed, Nikolai sucked her nipple as if he wanted to pull it off her breast. The line between pleasure and pain wavered, leaving Brooke uncertain on which side she stood.
