Their Virgin Mistress (Masters of Ménage #7)(102)

He glanced up and Oliver was kissing her, their mouths fused in passion. It made his dick harden to the point of pain to watch as she submitted to their desires. She wasn't thinking about the potential of loss now. She was thinking about pleasure and love and what they could give her.

He sucked the nipple into his mouth. This would be hard and fast. It couldn't be any other way. Later tonight they would inundate her with long strokes of their tongue and hands and cocks. Hopefully, Cal would be up to joining them. But after the events of the day, Rory needed to be inside her.

Now.

He tugged at the waist of her pants, dragging them down and dropping to his knees. Oliver kept kissing her, his hands wrapping around to tweak her nipples. Her body moved with unconscious grace, sensuously rolling between them.



       
         
       
        

"Step out," he commanded her as he pulled her knickers down as well, revealing perfect feminine skin and that lovely pussy he couldn't wait to make his again. He could scent her desire. She was already getting wet and ready for them. The evidence of her need glistened on the folds of her pussy.

He leaned over and nosed her, gathering the sweet smell of her desire around him. He loved how quick she was to respond. When it came to sex, she didn't prevaricate or play games. The honest, open need she displayed threatened to send him over the edge.

He wasn't going until she went with him.

Rory dragged his tongue through her labia and right over her needy clitoris. He stopped for a moment and suckled the nub between his lips.

Tori squirmed and gasped, calling out his name even as Oliver tweaked her nipples.

He found a deep satisfaction in knowing his brother was right there, holding her down for his pleasure. And hers.

Rory moved in, giving that sweet clitoris a hard suck as his fingers found her pussy and slid in. He curled them inside her and found her sweet spot, stroking as he sucked. Tori came all over his fingers. She soaked him with her release. It was perfect and gave him leave to move to the next phase.

"Hands and knees," Rory commanded.

Oliver helped her slip to the floor. Tori's whole body was flush with orgasm. She looked up at him and Rory realized there were no walls between them now. This was the only place he could be utterly sure of her. He needed to broaden their safe places.

Oliver moved in front of her, shoving his slacks down and freeing his cock. She didn't need prompting. The minute he was in position, she sucked the head between her lips. Oliver hissed and thrust his hands in her hair. "You should do what you're going to do. I can't last too long. That little tongue of hers is a killer."

Rory shoved out of his pants, snagging a condom before tossing them aside. He rolled it over his hard-as-nails cock and settled in behind her. Her ass swayed invitingly and he promised it wouldn't be too long before he felt that sweet hole around him. On the plane, they'd instructed her to wear a plug for several hours. She'd balked at first … then she'd complied. In a few days, she would be ready for them to take her together. But for now he would be satisfied getting her between him and Oliver.

"Spread your knees wide," he commanded. "Don't stop sucking Oliver, but prepare yourself for me. I'm going to fuck you hard while you take him. Suck him deep. You can do it. You can take him and me. Eventually, Callum is going to fuck this sweet arse of yours. You'll be so full. There won't be an inch of you we don't explore."

She hummed, wiggling her backside. 

Oliver cursed. "Fuck, that feels good. Just a little more. Take every inch."

There was no way his brother would last much longer. Rory knew exactly how good it felt to be balls deep inside that hot mouth. If they were going to go together, he had some work to do. He lined his cock up with her soaked pussy and started to press inside. She moved to accommodate him, tilting her pelvis up toward him. So tight. She was so perfectly tight and hot. He pressed in, ruthlessly forcing his dick into her channel. He pushed forward, gripping her hips to hold her still.

She wriggled and squirmed as she kept sucking Oliver's cock. She was caught between them, a precious bundle of femininity. She was theirs to protect and love. And she was definitely theirs to fuck.

He thrust until he was flush against her and then held himself still for a moment, enjoying the deep connection he felt every time he immersed himself inside her. This was intimacy unlike anything he'd ever experienced before. She was the right woman and this was the right time.

He moved one hand around to find her clit as he began a pounding rhythm. He held nothing back. She was strong and not just physically. He was going to prove it to her, but for now all that mattered was the sound of her mouth sucking Oliver and the feel of her pussy tightening on him.