Ignoring his command, Alyssa reached with one shaking hand and stroked his shaft from the base to the tip. The velvety skin seemed to contrast the solid hardness beneath.
When she gripped the base and skimmed her hand all the way up and off the end, Tyler gasped. “Ali…”
Was that a warning, or was he pleading with her for more?
Having nearly forgotten Michael, Alyssa was shocked when his hands landed on her shoulders from behind. “Wrap your lips around him, babe.”
Alyssa startled. It was one thing to lick and feel and see but another entirely to suck him into the depths of her mouth. God, how she wanted to though. Her gut clenched with the need. She was driven to feel the velvet touch on her tongue. The heady feeling of being in control made her flush. She doubted she’d often be the one in control in this relationship.
Alyssa grasped Tyler’s hips and pulled him forward as though he needed coaxing. She almost grinned at the notion as she opened her mouth and eased him into her warmth. He was huge. The fit was tighter than she would have imagined. No wonder she’d been so sore.
Gripping the base of the shaft, Alyssa sucked Tyler in as far as she could and then slowly let him slide back out, her teeth gently grazing his skin.
Tyler moaned and leaned even farther toward her.
Alyssa squeezed her fingers around his hips and sucked him deep inside her again. Whatever she was doing must not have been too wrong judging by the heavy breathing and noises coming from above her head. She pumped him several more times, almost grazing the back of her throat. It was powerful knowing she affected him this way.
“I’m not going to last, love.” He spoke through gritted teeth. “If you don’t let loose, I’m going to come in your mouth.”
Was that a challenge? No way would she stop now. She needed to swallow him, taste his cum. Alyssa reached behind Tyler with both hands and gripped his firm ass. She increased the pressure on him and sucked her cheeks in as she drew him deep.
Tyler stiffened, his body completely still. His back arched as he flung his head back and came in warm spurts against her throat. “Oh, God, Ali.” His words were clipped.
He came hard, and she swallowed everything he gave her.
“That’s it, baby. Swallow all of him.” Michael’s words of encouragement drove her on. “That’s so hot.”
Tyler pulled his cock from her mouth. He tipped her head up with one hand and stared into her eyes, his green gaze burrowing deep. “You are the most amazing woman I’ve ever met. And I’m the luckiest man alive.”
He bent to kiss her thoroughly, his tongue delving in between her lips.
While he kissed her like a starving man, he lifted her by the arms and pulled her to standing. Not breaking the kiss, he propelled them across the room together.
Alyssa’s eyes fluttered shut under the assault of his mouth. She squeezed his biceps with both hands, afraid she’d trip and fall through the earth if she let go.
Finally, she bumped into something soft, and a quick shove separated her from Tyler and sent her falling back across the vast king-sized bed. Her eyes popped open as she landed, her gaze immediately registering the naked body of her other mate, hovering over her from behind. He’d beat them onto the bed.
Michael smiled down at her. “I never thought there’d come a day when I would relish the idea of watching another man’s cock in my woman’s mouth. But that was so fucking hot.” His voice was gravely. “I was wrong. It was fated I see.”
“How is it different?” Alyssa whispered.
Michael paused and glanced toward the ceiling as though pondering his response. “It’s hard to explain. It’s as though you are so important to me that I’m at once relieved to know another man has your back to keep you safe, while at the same time comforted by the fact that you will always be twice as sexually satisfied having us both at your side.”
Alyssa felt the flush that covered her cheeks. Her chest was warmed too, but she still had all her clothes on. She smiled up at Michael. “That’s perfect.”
“I couldn’t have said it better myself. I didn’t know you were so eloquent, Michael.” Tyler chuckled, and he climbed onto the bed. “One of us has far too many clothes on.”
Tyler reached for the button on her jeans while Michael grabbed the hem of her sweater. In tandem, they pealed her clothes off, dropped the sweater and jeans, and returned to divest her of her bra and panties too.
Alyssa still felt a wave of modesty under their gazes. Tyler stroked her thighs, straddling her at the knees. Michael caressed her arms and pulled them over her head. She felt overwhelmed by their presence and wanted to turn the tables back around, at least for a little while. The experience of feeling like she was in control of something in their sex life had been exhilarating.