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She didn’t doubt their patience in preparing her. She knew they’d give her more pleasure than she’d even imagined. Maybe it was just the fear of the unknown, she thought as frustration whipped through her.
She was too inexperienced; she knew that. Most young women she knew had been having sex for years, proud of the experience they were acquiring. Alyssa had never believed that having one lover after another was something she’d find any pride in. Her dreams, on the one hand, hadn’t been hugely ambitious when it came to men. Her emotional desires had always seemed out of reach, though. Someone to love her, totally, completely. A man who would wrap her in warmth and pleasure. And now, she had two.
A surge of sensation clenched in her belly at the thought. Two men who wanted her simultaneously, who wanted to take her at one time.
They’d touched her many times now as they wanted to take her. With lips and tongues, with gentle fingers and a need that whipped around them until Alyssa swore she could feel not just her hunger but theirs as well.
Her breath caught at another wave of demand spreading from her lower stomach to her vagina, her swollen clit. She could feel the thick layer of slick juices dampening her panties, more spilling to the swollen folds and encasing her clit.
She needed their touch. She needed them.
A shiver raced through her and it had nothing to do with a chill that might be in the air. Her body was so flushed, so hot, she couldn’t bear it. The demands torturing her had her breathing harder, fighting to hold back a moan of restlessness.
Were they asleep? They were quiet, lying still on each side of her. She could slip her fingers into her panties. It wouldn’t take but seconds to find relief, she was certain.
Turning her head, she gazed for a moment at Shane. He lay on his side, just as Sebastian did, facing her. His eyes were closed, his lips parted just slightly. Turning to Sebastian, she saw the same image.
She just needed a few moments, she assured herself as she slid her hand from where it rested against her stomach and eased her fingers beneath the band of her lacy panties.
She was so wet. The juices gathered along the folds of her sex covered her clit with such a heavy layer that the slide of her fingers over the sensitive bundle of nerves wasn’t enough. Her fingers weren’t calloused as theirs were; the rasp of rougher flesh was needed.
Biting her lip, her eyes drifting closed, she let her fingers circle the hard bud, press against it.
The pleasure sent a surge of adrenaline tearing through her, hitching her breath as she tried desperately to find a trigger to throw her into release.
And why she was doing this rather than just waking Shane and Sebastian she couldn’t explain. The need for satisfaction was growing by the second, though, and her own attempt to fix it sure as hell wasn’t working.
“’Lyssa…” Sebastian’s hand was suddenly pressing against her fingers, holding them still, his voice gently chastising. “You had only turn to one of us, baby.”
Tears gathered beneath her eyes. “It’s not enough anymore.” She felt as though she were strangling on the admission. “Nothing’s enough anymore.”
It wasn’t. Not matter how they touched her, no matter the strength of her orgasm, it simply wasn’t enough.
“We’ll fix it,” he promised her, easing her fingers from beneath her panties as Shane moved beside her.
Shocking her, he brought her fingers to his lips and one by one covered them with his lips, his mouth, his tongue, tasting the heavy layer of her desire.
“’Bastian.” She could barely breathe, the sight of his pleasure in taking her taste rushing through her with a wave of destructive need.
“Everything’s good, siren,” he said, his voice low as Shane eased closer against her.
Her head swung around, her gaze meeting his before dropping to the hardened length of his erection as it pressed against her thigh. The low light of the moon spilling through the windows behind the bed did nothing to shadow the huge wedge of flesh throbbing against her.
“Ah, siren, your expression.” Amusement tinged Shane’s voice as he lifted her chin and let his lips whisper over hers. “I swear, it will fit, baby. I promise.”
There was no way, but she was on fire, burning from the inside out with the need to try.
A whimper fell from her lips as they parted for him, the hungry male force spilling to his kiss as it rocked her senses. The pleasure from such a simple act shouldn’t be so strong, nor should it send such harsh, clenching demands racing through her and spilling more of the wet heat from her vagina.
As he kissed her, Shane eased her to her back, one hand sliding between her thighs to pull the one nearest him farther open. Sebastian parted the other and braced them open with the width of his broad shoulders.
She cried into the kiss, her hands clenched on Shane’s shoulders as Sebastian’s lips lowered, his tongue sliding through the narrow slit revealed by the swollen folds of flesh.
Jerking at the contact, pleasure lancing through her, Alyssa lifted her knees, pressing her heels into the bed and arching her hips closer.
Now. She needed it now.
A second later his tongue speared into the clenched entrance, pushed into the narrow passage, and a sharp, demanding cry fell from her lips as she turned her head, breaking the kiss Shane had deepened to a carnal melding of lips and tongues.
