“Look at that,” Edward growled from between her legs, “look at her honey pouring out of her.”
Garret’s fingers joined Edwards as they both rubbed her, Garret focusing on her clit while Edward pumped his fingers inside of her.
“Do it again,” Garret urged, his blonde hair shining in the lamplight as he stared between her thighs.
Edward obliged, and Rowan practically ripped the sheets off the bed as he worked her hard, the climax ramping up while he rubbed that magic spot. Her next release was almost as intense as the first. The raw pleasure had her screaming into the pillow as wave after wave of burning desire seemed to destroy her from the inside out. The men continued to pet and coo at her, their hands stroking her trembling limbs, easing her down from her devastating climax. She had no idea it was possible to find her release back to back like that, and when she finally was able to open her eyes, she stared up at them in wonder.
“That was amazing,” she whispered in a rough voice.
Edward eased in a third finger and she felt a tiny bite of pain as stretched her even wider. “There we go, nice and soft, ready for our cocks.”
Garret and Edward switched places, maneuvering her limp form until her legs were around Garret’s hips. Looking down at her, he held his hard cock in one hand, rubbing it up and down her slit, wetting himself with her abundant release. Edward stroked himself as he watched, his dark gaze glittering with a need so hot, her own body gave a responsive shiver.
The feeling of Garret pressing into her opening had her turning her attention back to him, and their gaze locked as he slowly pushed inside. The pain was sharp enough to take her breath, and she whimpered as the head lodged inside of her, squirming uncomfortably. Edward reached down between her legs and gently rubbed her clit while Garret threw his head back and let out a low growl, sinking deeper inside of her. His hold on her hips tightened, and she was surprised that, once he was all the way inside of her, the pain eased. Maybe it was because of Edward working her clit, but her body clenched down on Garret, seemingly trying to keep him inside of her.
“Easy, love,” Garret grunted. “You’re going to make me cum before I’m ready.”
“Do it,” she urged as he slid out, then back in. “I want to feel you.”
His answer was to lay atop her, keeping his weight off her but at the same time covering her in the most delicious way. She wrapped her arms and legs around him, moving experimentally as he worked his hips between her thighs. The slide of his flared crest inside of her sensitive tissue was divine. She kissed and licked at the side of his neck, and he pumped in and out, the muscles of his back and shoulders flexing beneath her roving hands. The world ceased to exist except for them, and she held on as he began to really move, the sound of their heavy breaths and slapping skin filling the room.
The way he was positioned had his pelvis rubbing against her clit, and soon that familiar tightening sensation began in her lower belly as fire flooded her veins. Digging her nails into his back, she writhed beneath him and Garret swore. Pumping harder, he did this twist with his hips that sent her plunging into the abyss of her climax. Her pussy clenched down on Garret, and he let out a deep, shuddering groan as he held her so tightly, she could barely breathe. His shaft jerked inside of her, and a new, unusual warmth filled her while she coasted in bliss, her orgasm rolling through her.
They lay together as the waves of bliss receded, his heart pounding against her own as he kissed every inch of her he could reach.
“Thank you,” he murmured over and over. “Thank you, thank you.”
When she finally was able to make her mouth work, she said, “That was wonderful.”
Garret pulled out and she let out a soft moan, her body sore now that the endorphins were fading.
“Rowan,” Edward growled from next to her, “open your mouth, lass.”
She looked over at Edward, licking her lips at the way he was rapidly stroking his erection.
“Don’t you want to make love to me?” she asked as she turned to the side, going to her hands and knees.
“Tomorrow,” Edward promised. “If we use you too rough tonight, we might hurt you.”
“You won’t hurt me,” she all but purred, her seemingly unquenchable desire for her men warming her body anew. “I want you, Edward.”
Garret gave her arse a smack that had her yelping, “Don’t tempt him, little tigress. Your husbands know what’s best for you. Now be a good girl and open your mouth.”
Moving with a sultry grace she didn’t know she possessed, she crawled between Edward’s spread legs as he lay back. Looking up his large body, and thick erection, she conceded that maybe the men did have a point. While Garret was longer and had that delicious curve that hit her exactly right, Edward was thick enough to really stretch her. Holding his rock-hard shaft with both hands, she fastened her mouth over the tip, loving how his thighs twitched as she began to suck.
Gripping her hair in both his hands, Edward thrust himself into her mouth, his length getting impossibly harder. She remembered how he’d reacted when she played with his bollocks, and reached down, cradling them in her hands. His grip almost painfully in her hair, and she had to fight back a choke as he pushed her down until the tip of his shaft pressed against the back of her throat. With a roar that would have scared a bear, he began to fill her mouth with
