Page 14 of Pucking Them
Eden pulls my hands above my head, clasping them in one of his large hands. “Okay?”
“Okay, Phoenix.”
Eden’s eyes darken as they always do when I use his special nickname.
Shay crawls between my legs, pulling down my panties.
My cheeks flush, as he strokes my thighs, studying my glistening pussy.
“Bloody gorgeous, love,” he murmurs.
He pushes my thighs wider, and I let my legs splay open. He presses a soft, reverential kiss over my clit.
My skin feels too hot.
I stare up at the blue sky. I feel like I’m flying in heaven.
Is this real?
I glance down and almost come immediately, when I find myself staring directly into Shay’s adoring gaze, as he studies me through his butterfly lashed eyes.
“You did say that if I scored first, then I could choose where I worshiped you.” On each word, Shay’s warm breath gusts across my pussy, making me whine.
Above me, D’Angelo growls.
Then he is leaning over Shay, grabbing him by the hair. “You may have scored our Robyn, but I am still in charge, cucciolo. See me as the referee. Now, get to work. Please our Robyn.”
Shay’s pupils dilate.
He grabs my thighs like he needs the grounding as well.
D’Angelo pushes Shay against my pussy like he intends to smother him, stealing his breath.
Shay latches his mouth over my clit and starts to worship me, until I am so overstimulated…fucking floating…that I don’t think I can bear the ecstasy.
But then, Eden is leaning over me.
His intense gaze seeks out mine. “Where do you need me to worship you? What would feel best for you right now?”
I open my mouth, before realizing that I can’t speak. My mouth is too dry. My mind is scrambled.
I am too fucking close to coming.
Instead, I turn my head to the side, baring my neck.
Eden is a dom in training under D’Angelo. I am certain that he can read the cues.
“Your neck?” He checks in.
I nod.
Eden kisses down my neck, tightening his hold on my wrists, as I thrash side to side. I am caught between these twins’ attacks, kisses, and love.
Eden kisses higher up, just underneath my sensitive jawline.
His kisses are as gentle as his grip is hard.
Then my gaze settles on the white mansion — myforever homewith the three men who are working hard to pleasure me.
