Page 113 of Reckless Seduction
“Fuck,” Seamus swears. “You know we never solved anything like this.” He chuckles.
My eyes are rolling so far in the back of my head I think I see brain matter.
“One,” Kiernan persists, his competitive nature coming out to play. “Two. Three.”
Two scissors.
“Jesus, Kier,” Seamus groans. “Just grab a fucking penny or some shit.”
“One more go, brother.”
I’ve had enough of this. Ignoring the pissing match going on before me, I quietly back myself up against the bed, lying my naked body out on the mattress. I bring my knees up till my feet are flat against the bed, my eyes still watching the brothers go through another match.
My fingers pluck at my nipples until they begin to harden like diamonds beneath my ministrations. I let one hand wander down the length of my body, gently caressing my skin along the way.
My eyes fall closed as I gather my arousal and circle my clit. Once. Twice. Before I plunge two fingers into my tight, wet heat. Fuck, how have I never done this before I met them? Nights with Drew might have ended better if I had.
The bickering stops, and I open my eyes to find their gazes fixated on the hand playing between my legs, mesmerized as I purr and hum with pleasure. I moan softly as the pressure gathers in my core, the coil tightening, and they echo the sound.
“Jesus,” the two mutter in unison, their voices hoarse, laden with desire.
The moans grow into small cries as I edge closer to my release. Kiernan and Seamus won’t be outdone by my hand, however, and the pair eagerly join me on the bed. I am sandwiched between them, my hand suddenly torn from my eager pussy, and I heave a dramatic sigh. “You couldn’t give me another thirty seconds?”
“Shoulda, coulda, and all that shit.” Seamus reaches for me and pulls me to my knees, drawing my body flush against his before he kisses me. Kiernan’s heat is at my back, his hand running across my thigh and tracing along my back before he snakes an arm around my waist and nuzzles into my neck, breathing deeply.
He grasps the hand that I’ve had between my thighs and lifts it to his lips, licking softly at the wet arousal that still lingers there before drawing them into his mouth and sucking them clean.
“I think I just came,” I whisper, my eyes on his mouth where he suckles at my fingers.
“Not yet, you haven’t,” Seamus whispers in my ear. I draw in a shuddering breath as his lips descend the side of my neck. He reaches between our bodies to slip his fingers inside me. My hips buck forward into his hand as he strokes my clit, murmuring against my skin. “Fuck, Kier, she’s soaked…”
“Aye,” Kiernan agrees and lowers my hand from his mouth before proceeding to cup my breasts. “And she tastes fucking amazing too. Like sunshine.”
“Holy shit,” I gasp, their words driving my need even higher. No matter how many times they have tasted me or fucked me, they always make me feel special. Like it is the first time all over again and not like I am some cheap, used whore.
Kiernan rolls my nipple between his fingers as Seamus continues to circle my clit. I bite my lip to contain a shrill yelp, and he chuckles. “You know the rules, wildcat,” he reminds me. I yelp for real when Kiernan’s hand comes down hard on my ass. “Don’t keep those to yourself. We want to hear everything we do to you.”
“Then earn it.” The breathiness of my voice dials back the snark I meant to put in that sentence.
Kiernan grins against my neck, squeezing my breast harder, and I moan louder than ever. “Earn it, you say? I think we can do that,mo fraochÚn beag. Seamus.”
Seamus smirks, taking his cue, and with another deft flick of his fingertips, I come undone. Throwing my head back, I pull him closer, calling out his name in an exhilarated shout. Seamus swears under his breath as my body rocks harder against his.
“Fuck, wildcat,” he hisses like he is in pain. “I want nothing more than to be inside you right now.”
Everything feels hazy after my orgasm, but I am alert the instant Kiernan’s heat disappears from behind me, my skin still warm and tingling where his had been. I blink lazily, bringing everything into focus, and my gaze meets Seamus’s. His eyes are alive and wild as he sits on his knees before me, and I smirk as I lower myself back on the bed, pulling him along with me, closing the distance between our bodies.
I twist my head to look at Kiernan. He is watching us with the same rapt fascination he always does when we are together. If I am ever worried that he would be jealous of me fucking his brother, I just remember the look of hunger that hangs on his lips.
“Taste her, Seamus,” he urges, and I let out a shiver at the low, intense growl.
Seamus sucks the fingers he has stroked me with, and I feel another rush of heat barrel through my body at his groan ofpleasure. I run my hands up and down his back, feeling the smooth contours of muscles that ripple with strength before pausing with a hand on his ass.
“Fuck me, Seamus,” I whisper, yanking his hips to mine.
Seamus doesn’t waste any time pulling my legs apart and taking himself in hand. My fingers glide over his as I guide him to my entrance. Then he thrusts himself inside me. Something between a moan and a sigh escapes my lips as I revel in the sudden fullness of having him inside me. I rock my pelvis against his, the friction our bodies create driving me higher and higher.
It isn’t the fast fuck I am used to. His rhythm is slow and deliberate, nearly pulling himself out before burying himself to the hilt again.
