Page 86 of The Never List
Heat courses through my veins. My breasts feel full and heavy, desperate to be touched.
Axl slowly peels off his clothes, glancing at Kal, who does the same. Soon, both are bare to me, hard and ready. The sight, not to mention the power mounting in the small loft bedroom, makes my breath catch in my lungs. My core throbs with anticipation the longer they stand there. My body knows exactly what Kal can do to me on his own…but him and Axl together?
Goddess save me.
Axl twirls his finger in the air. “Turn around, kitten,” he demands, and my muscles go liquid. I do as I’m told. “Bend over the arm.”
I’m trembling as I grab a pillow from the center of the chair, positioning it on the wooden arm before I drape myself over it, unable to see them, my body totally vulnerable in this position. I flash a glance over my shoulder, finding them both looking at me with greedy, hungry expressions.
Axl tilts his head toward Kal. “You want first take?”
Kal’s eyes rake over my body. “You know I like to watch,” he says, and the words send tendrils of heat spiraling through me. He nods toward me, urging Axl to cross the space between us.
Axl lightly drags his fingers down my spine, over my hips, and back up toward the base of my neck. Slow, torturous touches that raise chills along my skin. “You disobeyed me twice,” he says before stepping behind me, folding his body over mine. His powerful chest presses against my back as he brings his lips to the shell of my ear. “Do you think you canhandle the consequences?”
A warm shiver has me quivering against him, wiggling my hips to try and feelanypart of him. I turn my head, eyeing him over my shoulder. “I can handle whatever you two can give,” I say, my voice more confident than I’ve ever heard it before.
What are they doing to me?
Axl reaches up and tangles my hair in his hand, winding it around until the pressure tips my head back. A blast of panic soars through me at the exposed position—one good study, and he’ll see the cloud mark on the back of my neck. The makeup covering it no doubt washed off in the ocean earlier.
I could stop this right now. I know Axl would back off if I told him to. But my body is buzzing, my soul stretching taut, the connection to both the men in the room so solid and strong, I don’t say a fucking word.
If this seals my fate, then so be it.
“Let’s find out,” Axl says, grazing his bearded cheek against mine before drawing back to stand behind me. He keeps his grip on my hair, successfully ensuring I don’t break his hold before he smooths his free hand over the globe of my ass.
Then he smacks it with enough of a sting that a blast of pleasure rocks through me. I sigh, pushing back against him, desperate to feel him between my thighs.
“That’s one, kitten,” he says, then teases my other cheek before smacking it, too.
This one draws a moan from my lips, and I grip the pillow so hard I can hear the fabric scratch beneath my nails.
“Two,” he says, unwinding my hair and letting it fall inmessy waves over my back. He shifts behind me, kneeling as he palms my ass. “Look how beautiful her skin marks, Kal,” he says, and I spare a glance to where Kal is intently watching us.
Kal wets his lips, eyes on my skin, which I’m guessing is puckered and red from Axl’s hands. “Almost like she wants our marks on her,” he says, his voice guttural.
I shiver as Axl plants a kiss over the sting, gliding his tongue over each mark before nipping gently at the hurt. I arch against the contrasting sensations, my pulse skittering as he slides his hands over my ass and around my hips.
“Fuck.” Axl glides a finger through my heat. “You’re drenched, kitten.”
“Axl,” I beg.“Please.”I rock against his hand, trying to soothe the throbbing ache.
“Such manners,” Kal says from behind us. “That should be rewarded, don’t you think, Axl?”
“Absolutely,” Axl answers, teasing me with his fingers.
Goddess damn me, the way they speak to each other with such effortless confidence and control has a white-hot knot tightening in my core.
“You want to come, kitten?” Axl asks, working his fingers in tight circles over my swollen flesh.
I nod, breathless.
Kal strides over, shifting me as he sits in the chair, so I’m now facing him at eye level. I brace my hands on either side of the chair, with Axl still behind me. Kal’s lips are a mere inch from mine, those blue eyes roaming over every part of my face before flicking to Axl. “Make her come, Axl,” he orders. “I want to watch her unravel in your hands.”
His words set me on fire, and Axl dips one finger insideme, then two, stroking with a slow, torturous tempo. His free hand roams over my bare back before swinging around to my breasts. He palms one before pinching my nipple at the same time he presses the heel of his palm against that sensitive bundle of nerves, curling those two fingers inside me in a come-hither motion.
“Axl.”I breathe his name, my muscles winding tight as I clench around him. I’m looking into Kal’s eyes, watching him as he watches Axl fuck me with his hand, and it’s the most exhilarating thing I’ve ever experienced in my life. My skin hums, my head spinning as Axl pushes me toward the edge. I’ve never been so happy I asked Kal to come with me. The two of them together are…perfection.
