“Wet but not wet enough,” Deep said in a dangerously soft voice. “You need to be tasted, little Kat. Need to have your pussy licked.”
Kat’s entire body was so tight with tension she felt like she was going to burst. “You’re sure?”
“Positive.”
“Deep is right.” Moving down the bed, Lock positioned himself between her legs. “Open yourself for me, my lady. Don’t worry, I’m just going to kiss you.”
Biting her lip, Kat watched as he spread her thighs wide with his broad shoulders. Beside her, she could feel the muscular bulk of Deep’s large body. His cock was hard and hot against her thigh and the dark spice of his scent made her dizzy.
“Watch him,” he growled in her ear. “Watch Lock open you. Watch him taste you.”
It was the same thing he’d said during their last joining when Lock was sucking her nipples. “Why…why do you always want me to watch?” Kat demanded breathlessly.
“Because then I know you can’t deny it, even to yourself.” Deep stroked her cheek, his large hand surprisingly gentle. “If you watch, you have to admit it’s really happening, little Kat. And that you’re really enjoying it.”
Kat had no answer for that. She watched, mesmerized, as Lock parted her pussy lips once more and placed a soft, open mouthed kiss on the throbbing button of her clit. “God!” Her back arched as pleasure raced through her. But she needed more…much more. Lock seemed to understand.
“I need to lick you, my lady,” he murmured, looking up at her. “May I have your permission?”
“Tell him yes,” Deep directed her in a low voice. “Say, ‘Yes, Lock, I want you to lick my pussy.’”
Kat felt her entire body heat with a blush. “Why should I have to say that?”
Deep tilted her chin towards him and looked into her eyes. “Because you need to admit you want it. Admit you need it. And because I want to hear you say it. Go on.”
“I…” Wetting her lips, Kat forced herself to speak the words. “Yes, Lock, I…I want you to lick me.”
“’To lick my pussy,’” Deep corrected her. “Say it right, Kat. Tell Lock what you want.”
He still held her eyes with his own and she felt helpless to look away—helpless to disobey his orders. “Lock,” she whispered, looking at Deep as she said the words. “I want you to…to lick my pussy. Please.”
She felt a surge of lust from Deep and he growled with approval. “Very good. I didn’t tell you to add the ‘please’ but it was a nice touch.”
“I will gladly taste you, my lady,” Lock murmured. “I’ve wanted to do this since the first moment I laid eyes on you.”
“We both have,” Deep said, stroking her cheek again. “Watch now, Kat. Watch and tell me how it feels.”
Kat watched as Lock dipped his dark blond head between her thighs again. She honestly couldn’t believe she was doing this. Couldn’t believe she was lying here with the two of them, naked and spread open, completely defenseless while Lock licked her pussy and Deep watched.
She moaned softly as Lock started at the bottom of her slit and gave her a long, loving taste. His tongue was hot against her sensitive clit—hot and gentle and incredibly intense all at the same time.
“Delicious,” he said softly, looking up at her, his mouth wet with her juices. “I love the way you taste, my lady.”
“Th-thank you,” Kat stuttered as Lock went back for a second taste. God, his tongue felt incredible on her. He was tracing her now, circling her clit in slow, intricate patterns that seemed designed to drive her crazy. She could feel herself getting close to the edge almost immediately but she still needed something…something she hardly dared name, even to herself.
“How does it feel?” Deep demanded as Lock continued to lick and suck her inner folds. “Do you like his tongue between your legs? Does it make you feel like you need to be fucked?”
Kat’s breath caught in her throat. How had Deep known? But of course, he could feel her emotions, the same way she could feel his and Lock’s. She knew it must be part of the strange, unwanted link they shared, but that didn’t make her feel any less embarrassed.
“I told you, I don’t want to go that far,” she said breathlessly, trying to frown at Deep.
“You don’t have to,” he assured her. “What you need is penetration. I can provide that easily enough without using my cock…if you’ll let me.”
Kat bit her lip. Did she dare? She could see the hunger in his eyes, could hear the longing in his deep voice. But most of all she could feel the need coming off him in waves. He knows I’m afraid to trust him. He knows he scares me. And that knowledge hurt him, somehow. Hurt him deeply.