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But when the languid, amorphous touching turned more specific—fingers lightly pinching her nipples and others tugging down her panties—she catapulted into full wakefulness. Her eyes opened, but instead of seeing the room around her, there was only more darkness. She blinked once, twice. Then she tried to reach for whatever was over her eyes, but something tugged at her wrists when she tried to move.
Oh.
Warm, wet lips moved up her inner thighs, marking a path until they found the sensitive flesh between them and kissed. Oh.
“Ah, look who’s waking up,” Jace said, his voice drifting from lower on the bed, letting her know he was the one who was teasing her with his tongue.
Firm fingers drew her nipple between them and tugged in that way that sent hot sensation straight downward.
“It’s about time. You slept right through us tying you up, blindfolding you, and unbuttoning your shirt,” Andre said close to her ear before dipping down to kiss her neck, his morning stubble raising goose bumps along her now naked body.
She moaned softly, and Jace put his mouth fully against her, sucking and kissing and licking her with slow, savoring strokes, making her wet and achy in the span of a few seconds. She tried to shift her legs, to open wider for him, but they’d cuffed her ankles, too.
God. What a wake-up call—spread-eagled, bound, and at the mercy of two sexy, determined men. Good morning to her.
After the awful day she’d had yesterday, she welcomed the distraction. She didn’t want to think about the anxiety of yesterday, the panic. And she definitely didn’t want to think about the negative sign on the pregnancy test and how it made her feel. No, she’d deal with that later. Right now, she was going to revel in the benefits of being with these two men. Focus on the love she felt for them . . . and the unadulterated lust. She wouldn’t let any sadness touch this moment.
“I’m not sure I gave you my consent to do this,” she teased as Andre moved down to kiss her breasts, his tongue teasing her nipples with relentless precision.
“Uh-huh,” Jace said, his breath hot against her damp flesh as he slid his fingers inside her and stroked. “Tell us to stop, then. Say, ‘Please, don’t make me come first thing in the morning. Please don’t lick my pussy until I scream. Please don’t fuck me even if I beg.’ Because I promise, you’ll be begging soon, baby. Desperate for it.”
She groaned and tilted her hips upward as Jace rubbed against the perfect spot inside her. Both of them knew damn well there wasn’t much she wouldn’t consent to when it came to the bedroom. They’d introduced her to kink, but now she wasn’t convinced that her thoughts didn’t out-kink them sometimes. And with these two, she didn’t have to be shy about any of it. They were up for most anything.
Jace returned to licking her, keeping his fingers moving in perfect rhythm, and she sighed into the decadence of it all, letting them take over. But just when she thought she’d guessed how things were going to go, Andre tugged her blindfold off and cool liquid drizzled onto her chest. She gasped at the cold fluid hitting her heated skin, and blinked in the low morning light. Andre straddled her above her waist, his body beautifully naked and fully aroused above her. His nipple rings glinted in the soft lighting, and she wished her hands weren’t tied so she could explore that delicious chest of his.
But the devilish smirk of his said he had other ideas. His big hands closed over her chest and massaged the oil over her, the liquid warming in an instant. She wet her lips. The slippery feel of his hands moving over her sensitive breasts and nipples in combination with what Jace was doing to her had her wanting to give in to orgasm already. But both men knew how to bring her to the edge and not push her over until they wanted to. Andre moved his hand from her body and closed it over the length of his cock, stroking the lubricant up his shaft and making it glisten. She watched, mesmerized, as he handled himself.
“Buenos dias, bella,” he said, that low voice full of sin.
Goddamn. How was she supposed to hold it together with these two?
Jace sucked her clit between his lips and she arched, her fingers flexing in the bindings.
“Easy, J,” Andre said. “She’s running hot.”
Evan made a desperate sound when Jace backed off. But she knew that wouldn’t matter. They wouldn’t let her come until they were ready to give that to her. Jace pushed himself up from his prone position between her thighs and peered down over Andre’s shoulder. His green eyes met hers, the hunger in them unmistakable. “Now there’s a view.”
“I could say the same,” she said, trying to breathe through the need coursing through her. “But y’all are going to kill a girl first thing in the morning.”
Andre rocked forward and rubbed his slick cock between her breasts and over her nipples, making everything as slippery as the aching spot between her legs. God, were they just going to rut on her and use her for friction? Because somehow that only made her more turned on. Lubed-up men rubbing themselves all over her? Yes, please.
But she couldn’t stop the pleading sound that eked out of her. Her clit throbbed. She needed relief.
“Think we should put her out of her misery?” Andre asked.
“Hmm,” Jace said. “I do love this flavor of misery, but I’ll grant some mercy. It is early. Hand me that bottle.”
Andre gave Jace the bottle of lube, which had Evan’s brain spinning through illicit possibilities again. But Jace seemed to have a clear plan in mind. He unstrapped the leather cuffs around her ankles and drew her knees into a bend. Then he positioned himself between her thighs and put a hand on Andre’s back, pushing him forward. Andre grinned when he lowered himself onto his forearms above her. He continued rubbing their slick bodies together, and because he was higher up on her body, it put his nipple rings within reach of her mouth. Ha. Now she could tease, too. She let her tongue flick one and he grunted. But before she could inflict any real torture, Jace pushed inside her, and all of her focus went to the oh sweet heaven sensation of being filled and stretched by him.
Lord, there was something extra delicious about morning sex—all that residual heaviness in her muscles, the smell of sleep-warmed sheets, and the feel of these men pressing her into the mattress so deeply she felt like she could melt right into it. “Best wake-up call ever.”
Jace made a low, sexy sound. “Fuck yes, it is.”
She peered up at Andre. “But I think someone may be getting a little left out. I’m not sure my B-cup is going to be very effective for this position.”
Andre laughed, the attempt a little choked. “Oh, I’m doing just fine, bella. All that satiny smooth skin rubbing up against my cock . . . I’m not complaining.”
“And I’m not done with him,” Jace said, the ominous sound of the cap of lube being flicked open, punctuating his promise. Andre paused for a second, and before he could rock forward again, Jace grabbed his hip, stilling him. “I’m about to give you a real nice view, Ev.”
