Their Virgin Hostage (Masters of Ménage #5)(44)

"God, that's sexy." Law's deep voice conveyed his satisfaction. "You look good together."

She was kissing another man, and he was happy. Because she was enjoying it? Because it fulfilled her? Or because his "brother" was getting what he needed while he was a part of the experience? Probably all of the above. Their way of looking at the world might be completely different, but it was still desire, need … and maybe more.

All the while Law's clever fingers played inside her. He parted her labia, sliding through her folds, to find the little nubbin that suddenly seemed to control her whole being. Her clitoris was filling up with blood. Urgent desire spread through her. With every flick of his fingers, he lit her up until she panted and moaned in Dominic's mouth. The way they played her should embarrass her or make her feel uncomfortable. But no. Just a searing, soul-freeing desire filled her.

Dominic tugged her shirt free from her skirt, and she felt his warm palm against her skin. He released her lips, kissing her nose and cheeks. "Spread your legs for Law."

Vaguely, Kinley figured she should at least ask why, but her thighs seemed to have a mind of their own. They obeyed Dominic's command without question, spreading wide for Law until he stepped between them.

"She's wearing panties," Law said. "Those white cotton things. I don't like them."

"She's going to stop that. That's one of our rules, Kinley. No panties. Nothing covers your pussy except our hands, our mouths, and our bodies when we fuck you." Dominic's voice was a dark rumble. "Do you understand? If I find a pair, I'll throw them away. You'll get a spanking if you try to wear more."

Every word that came out of his mouth seemed to ratchet up the temperature-and her arousal-another notch. She ached and burned and needed. But his words confused her. Why did he have rules? And why did the idea of him or Law smacking her backside make her feel antsy and restless-and not in a bad way?

"You guys talk about spanking a lot," she managed to say in between kisses.

Riley had talked about putting her over his knee and not letting up until she understood, too. At the very thought of him, Kinley wished for his sharp wit and hard body. Then she shoved the thought away. Law and Dominic wanted her. Riley had cast her as a villainess. If he didn't want her, then she didn't need him. She'd played that game for too long to continue.

"These panties are in my way," Law groused.

Kinley frowned. How? He didn't seem to be having any trouble. He'd just pushed them to the side and shoved his fingers deep in her pussy to work magic on every one of her sensitive spots. Her blood heated, her heart raced, her pleasure swelled, her breath caught. He pressed one big finger inside, against some nerve-laden spot she'd only ever read about. Kinley gasped.

"Make her come, Law," he growled against her ear, his teeth nipping at her lobe in a sharp little bite that flared into something beyond pain. She shivered against him.

Dominic reached under her shirt and bra until he cupped her breast, plucked at her nipple. Heat flared. "You've never come, have you? Tell me, and don't you lie. I know you haven't had a man inside you. We're going to change that, but I want to know everything you've experienced so far. Have you ever brought yourself to orgasm with your fingers? Have you ever rubbed yourself until you screamed, until your eyes rolled back in your head and your whole body shook? Tell me. I want to know if this is your first."

Kinley could barely find her breath. Law's finger still caressed her insides, massaging that deep place, while his thumb rolled over her clit. She couldn't stop her hips from rolling against his hand. She wanted more friction, more of that heating, building sensation that was firing urgently between her legs. She wanted to figure out where this road led.



       
         
       
        

Dominic tweaked her nipple. The sharp pain brought her back from the brink of something new. She keened in protest and need.

"Answer me," Dominic demanded. "When you do, Law will use his hand to make you come for us. Do you understand?"

She managed to gasp. "Please … "

"What sweet begging. I'm going to watch you come and hear you scream. And I will watch your pussy clench around Law's fingers. But you answer me first. I'm the top here."

He wasn't on top. She was on top of the counter, but she didn't have time to wonder about his odd phrasing because he pinched her nipple again.

"Never," she panted. "I've never come before. I tried a couple of times, but I don't think my body works that way."