Rescuing Their Virgin Mate(42)

His dirty talk sent delicious shivers up her spine, and being with her two men gave her such a wonderful sense of belonging that she never wanted it to end. She wished she didn’t have to leave them, but the idea of loving two men at the same time struck her as unnatural, but perhaps they could change her mind. Her thoughts of impropriety disappeared when Clay stretched out beside her, leaned over, and smiled.

His thumb caressed her bottom lip. “I could spend all day kissing you.”

If she’d been permitted to speak, she would have asked him what day would be best. His lids lowered halfway, and their breaths mingled seconds before their lips connected. His tongue hovered above hers for a moment before he cupped her cheeks and dove in. Her back arched and her arms jerked, forgetting she couldn’t touch him. Her helplessness made her nipples pucker.

His tongue sparred with hers. He twisted around hers as if the more contact the better, then rimmed the edge of her teeth and groaned. Her pulse soared as Clay scooted closer. He lowered one hand and placed it on her breast. They both came up for air at the same time.

“You are amazing,” he said.

She smiled. You’re amazing, too. And wonderful.

Dirk groaned as if Clay’s sweet talk was too much. He opened her lower lips and thumbed her clit, that wonderful bundle of nerves that seemed to be the center of her delight. When Dirk licked her moist opening then eased his tongue into her hole, her mind blanked. Clay pinched a nipple and nabbed her bottom lip with his teeth. This triple assault was too much.

What had she been thinking desiring four hands, two mouths, and two cocks? And how would she ever live without this when it was over?

Dirk leaned to the side and plunged a finger into her. Chaos rained down and her body spasmed. They’d been in bed no more than five minutes and yet she was already a quivering mass of desire. This wasn’t good.

She might not be able to follow Clay’s rule of not climaxing. He slid lower, nipped one of her nipples with his teeth and rolled the other one between his fingers. Electric shocks radiated down the sides of her breasts. She fought to keep focused on his actions, but she was derailed when Dirk pressed two more fingers into her and swirled them around. He curled the tips and banged that sweet spot over and over again. Her tight sheath squeezed them tight.

Dirk withdrew his fingers at the same time Clay rolled to the side. He rubbed her belly. “We need to turn you over.”

She failed to figure out their plan. What they’d been doing had been divine.

They must have communicated silently because in unison they flipped her over and positioned her on her elbows and knees. Clay untied the rope from the headboard but not from her wrists. As much as she enjoyed Clay getting on top of her during sex, she wondered what he had in mind this time. Two days ago, he’d slipped into her from behind and she’d loved it.

A citrusy smell permeated the air. She glanced behind her at Clay and pinched her brows. She knew what lube was but didn’t know they had plans for her in that way.

“It’s just something to ease the way.” He placed a comforting hand on her rear. “I need to stretch you out before I enjoy your delicious ass.” He smeared the cool goo on her back hole. She clenched. He tapped her butt. “Don’t do that, sugar, or I’ll have to spank you for real.”

She’d almost broke the silence rule and said her safe word, but Clay leaned over and kissed each cheek with such tenderness that her heart warmed. This man cared—a lot. All of her attention was directed at Clay until Dirk moved in front of her and cupped her breasts. He thumbed her slightly swollen nipples and the tension eased.

“You got the best tits in the world.” Dirk pinched both and a hint of her own feral desire surfaced. A quick contraction rippled through her.

Clay rubbed her tight muscled ring with his thumb then slipped the tip in. It wasn’t painful at all, just embarrassing.

“I love your ass. Last night I dreamed of these cheeks squeezing my cock tight.”

His reasoning eluded her, but she wanted to please him. With effort, she relaxed her muscles and his thumb dipped in.

“That a girl.”

Dirk moved closer so that his cock was inches from her mouth. Her tongue yearned to lick him and draw the throbbing head into her mouth. She debated breaking the rules but was unsure if she could handle the consequences.

Clay withdrew his thumb and replaced it with two fingers. “Does this feel good, sugar?”

The first press pinched a little, but as he swirled them around, her body accommodated them. “It’s different, sir.”

“For now, I’ll be satisfied with that answer.” The bed dipped behind her. “I need to get something more permanent so Dirk can love you.”