He holds me tighter, not allowing me to push off the pleasure about to rip through my body.
My head falls back and a scream of his name travels from my throat.
He won’t stop licking, and I can’t stop twitching.
“No, I’m not done. Drown me, angel,” he begs as I attempt to push myself off.
“Fuck,” I moan, dragging myself against his tongue one more time. “I want—need you to fuck me.”
His lips wrap around my clit and suck, snatching another scream from me. My hands fall forward, catching myself as he wiggles out from underneath me. Before he can get situated behind me, Amick hums as he lies down beside me.
“Get on top of me,” he orders and my gaze flares.
I do as he says.
I do not wait for him to tell me what to do from there, though.
My fingers wrap around his dick and I lower myself down, enjoying every fucking second of him stretching me out.
“Grab that bottle I laid beside you, Riven.”
A tremor races through me as a giggle slips from him. His wet lips leave a trail on my back as he kisses me from the nape of my neck to the top of my ass.
“Guess I’m getting to try a lot of firsts today,” he whispers in my ear.
Amick grips my hips, pulling me up and then slamming me down once. I try so hard to shift, but he simply won’t allow it. He peers over my shoulder, nodding.
“Put a little lube on two of your fingers and spread it from the tip to your knuckle. Apply some to her as well.”
I wait for Riven’s scoff or his sassy remark about Amick trying to tell him what to do. It never comes. A breathy gasp escapes me as the cap on the bottle pops open and Riven does as he was instructed.
“Now, one finger at a time. Nice and slow. Once her muscles relax for one finger, you add the second.”
Oh my gods, I could die a happy goddess right now.
As Riven works a finger in, Amick finally shifts beneath me. They find a perfect rhythm in a matter of a few pumps. My tight muscles uncoil as I give myself over to how fucking good they feel.
When Riven adds his second finger and Amick finally allows me to take over, I feel like I could explode all over again.
It was nothing but a damn tease.
As soon as I pick up my pace, Amick slows me down.
“Is she ready?” he asks.
“Yeah, I believe so,” Riven says low. “Thayla?”
“I’m so fucking ready it’s not even funny.”
They both chuckle darkly and I tremble.
Amick slides his hands up to my waist and tugs me down until our chests are pressed together. A frantic little whimper forces its way out of my mouth when Riven withdraws his fingers from my ass.
Not a moment later, the head of his dick takes their place.
“Again, slow and easy. Work your way past her muscle,” Amick says.
My body locks up for a heartbeat and they both fall still.