Alea couldn't find the breath to tell Coop that his "punishment" only aroused her more. They made her feel so alive and aware of her body. With every moment, every intimacy, they pushed her closer to the edge of the cliff. God, she wanted to fall blissfully over it.
Landon continued to worship her with his tongue, not leaving a single slick inch of her untouched. He held her open while Cooper held her down. And it didn't frighten her in the least. Alea relaxed because they wouldn't hurt her. She belonged with these men and she felt that all the way to her soul.
Alea wriggled to get closer and panted. Desire rushed through her blood, need escalating, coalescing. Her head fell back against Cooper's chest as his palms cupped her breasts, fingers still plucking and teasing, driving her mad.
"I think our girl likes having her pussy eaten. Don't you, baby? You like having a mouth on your cunt. Does it feel good? I can tell you, it tastes so fucking good. You're the sweetest thing I've ever had on my tongue."
The blunt words coming out of Cooper's mouth probably should have shocked her, but it merely sent more desire shivering through her body. Every word he uttered in her ear sounded low, sexy, and seductive.
"Come on. Tell us you like it. Tell us how much you like having his tongue on your pussy." He punctuated the command with a sharp pinch to her nipples.
With a frantic nod, she cried out. "Yes! It feels so good."
Good? A ridiculous understatement. This was heaven. Lan's tongue was dedicated and strong, thorough and unerring. He settled his thumb over her clit and rubbed circles that magnified the ache. She couldn't help arching closer, shoving against him with a moan.
This time Cooper encouraged her. "Oh, you're close, aren't you? Ride his tongue. Let him take you all the way, baby. I can't wait to watch you come."
His fingers pulled at her nipples, matching up with the rhythm of Lan's tongue. Over and over, they sent her higher with a tangle of sharp sensations-the slide of Lan's tongue as he circled her clit, Cooper pulling on her nipples and whispering filthy hot suggestions. Alea held her breath. Who needed air now with this epic wave of pleasure swelling inside her? She stiffened in anticipation, keening, almost praying to finally feel the release she'd been denied all her life.
Finally, with another slide of Lan's tongue, the crest broke through her body. Ecstasy unlike anything she'd ever felt or imagined burned the blood in her veins. She felt dizzy, light, euphoric.
Oh god! This was the incredible, mind-altering experience other women whispered and moaned about. This was what made Piper smile all day as she hummed through the palace. The amazing burst of need seemed to take her up, send her soaring until she swore she could almost feel heaven. Her heart roared. Her pussy felt electric.
Alea came down slowly, panting for precious air. An almost divine peace flooded her mind as satisfaction relaxed her body. She let herself sag in Cooper's arms, knowing she was warm and safe here.
Lan kissed her pussy one last time, then crawled up her body, planting his lips on hers.
Now he would take her. Alea swallowed, steeling herself. But she could handle it. He'd proven that he knew how to give nothing but joy and love. If she opened her body to him, it would be all right. She might never enjoy this part, but she would focus on delighting in the pleasure she gave him. Likely, she'd have to remind herself that having a man on top of her wouldn't be scary or awful. But she wanted to give this to him. She wanted to be completely connected to them all.
Alea wondered where Dane was. He was supposed to join them. Yes, Coop and Lan made her feel incredible, but she wanted Dane, too. When it came to her men, she suspected she would be greedy.
Lan's tongue invaded her mouth with a hard press of his lips and a barely contained breath. She tasted herself on his tongue. The way he shared the flavor of her pleasure with her felt deeply intimate. Alea tangled with him-tongues, fingers, bodies. His cock throbbed against her belly. She might be perfectly happy and sated, but Lan needed more. She wanted to give to him as he'd given to her.
"Make love to me," she whispered.
"Not like this." Lan brushed her lips one last time, then he spread his big body on the ground beside her, letting his head rest in the soft grass. "I think you should make love to me."
Then Cooper was helping her up and taking her place on the plush earth next to Landon. "Go on. We want you to explore."
She dragged in a breath as they displayed themselves for her, all rippling muscles, freshly bronzed from the island sun. Landon was lean like a swimmer, his every muscle perfectly chiseled. He had a cut torso that flowed into long, powerful legs. His cock was long and thick, standing out from a nest of blond hair. His eyes could be like ice chips, but now they glowed with a brilliant blue warmth. Cooper was built more like a quarterback, tall and buff, with broad shoulders that went on for days. His brown eyes blazed nearly black, searing her.