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A second later the mattress by my side dipped under the weight of a knee.
“Would you two like some privacy?” Amusement was clear in Micah’s voice, and Devan didn’t answer, just slid his weight to the side to make room without stopping his long, slow grind against my core that was making me see stars. He didn’t release my mouth long enough for me to answer either, so I reached a hand out, blindly groping until my fingers met with Micah’s arm. I wrapped my hand around it and tugged, and with a deep chuckle Micah slid into place by my side, molding the length of his body to mine.
They commanded all of my senses, heady scents of pine and summer rain and warm skin and the masculine undertones that were just them filling my nose as I breathed in deeply. Skin slid against mine, trailing fire in its wake—Micah’s teasing fingertips down the length of my arm, nibbling kisses along my collarbone, the slide of Devan’s leg between my thighs, the languid stroke of his tongue in my mouth, tangling with my own.
I still wore Devan’s t-shirt, but it was rucked up around my waist, my panties soaked through with desire, and I desperately wanted all the clothing gone.
I pulled away from Devan’s lips with a gasp. “Clothes. Off. Now,” I managed, and while the guys chuckled, they still hastened to oblige. My shirt and underwear were whisked away with a cool slide of the fabric over my sensitive skin, and I grabbed fistfuls of pajama pants, tugging at them with an impatient sound that was nearly a whine until both guys were naked as well.
I had seen Micah naked before, but not Devan, and the two of them together were a glorious sight. All hard muscle and glowing skin, their rock-hard jutting erections begging for me to reach out and touch them.
So I did. I was up on my knees, and Devan was on my good side, so I wrapped my fingers around his length, feeling the hot slide of silky skin over solid steel under my fingertips. He made an unintelligible sound as his head tipped back.
Then I leaned down to where Micah sat within easy reach, keeping my right arm motionless as per their directions, and let my tongue flick out to taste him, darting over the tip of his cock. I caught the bead of moisture that had collected on the tip and the salty taste burst on my tongue. He sucked in a harsh breath and his fingers came up to sweep my hair off my shoulder.
“Sweetheart…” he whispered, but cut off when I leaned forward further, sliding my tongue down the hard length of him before taking him fully into my mouth as deep as I could. I sucked, reveling in the feel of him, the taste, in the sound of his stuttering breathing and the effort he was making to hold his hips still and not jerk up into my mouth.
With my attention on Micah, my rhythm had faltered on Devan, and he slid out of my grip, trailing a hand down my spine and up along my sides as he shifted, coming around behind me. With a gentle nudge he brought my knees further up onto the mattress, and Micah shifted obligingly, leaning back until he was propped against the pillows and I kneeled between his legs, leaving my backside high in the air and free for Devan to—
“Ah!”
The hot tease of his breath swept over the backs of my thighs only a second before he made contact, and I gasped and jerked as his tongue swept out, licking a fiery trail from my clit all the way down between my lips to my opening. I was soaked, and I knew he could feel it, taste it, from the rumbling sound of satisfaction he made against me. I could feel the vibrations all the way through my core.
Bracing myself on one hand, I was able to use the other without moving my shoulder, and I wrapped it around the base of Micah’s cock, stroking the section of his length I couldn’t fit into my mouth. I moaned along with the strokes of Devan’s tongue against me, unable to keep quiet, gasping and sucking harder on Micah as Devan lapped at my clit, teasing at my opening with a finger before sliding it slowly inside me.
It felt amazing, and wasn’t nearly enough. I whined, pressing my hips back until he added a second finger, and I squirmed, wriggling my hips against his tight hold as he fucked me slowly with two fingers, curling them inside me and licking and nibbling at everything else he could reach as the tight coil of pleasure wound tighter and tighter inside me. I needed more. I wanted to feel him pressing inside me.
I took out my frustration on Micah’s cock, licking and sucking and pulling him deep until he was clutching tight to my hair and panting with the effort of holding back. I chanced a glance up at him through my eyelashes and found his eyes closed, his head thrown back and face flushed, and the sight was so incredibly erotic a wave of pleasure swept through me, nearly sending me over the edge.
But Devan’s motions continued to tease me, bringing me right to the brink before pulling me back, and it was clear he knew exactly what he was doing. He was tormenting me, and I writhed against him until I couldn’t stand it anymore and pulled my mouth free to look back at him.
I tried to glare, but my look must have been more desperate than demanding, because he chuckled as he drew back, his fingers still glistening as he clamped them around my hips and ground his erection against my core.
“What is it?” he whispered. “What is it you want?” Though I could tell from his wicked grin that he knew exactly what I wanted.
Micah made a sound from beneath me, drawing my attention back to him, and I cast one last glance over my shoulder at Devan. “Fuck me,” I told him breathlessly before reclaiming Micah with my mouth.
Devan’s breath caught, but he did as he was told. His cock nudged right at my opening, huge and slick as he coated himself with my juices before pushing forward, so slowly, filling me one inch at a time. I groaned, unable to contain myself, and I felt tiny flutters deep in my vagina, not an orgasm, but so close. I wrapped my hands around Micah’s hips, clutching him tight to steady myself and he groaned as well, hips jerking when I pulled him deep into my mouth.
Every nerve ending on my body was a live wire, tight and strumming with energy, waiting for that last push that would send me over the edge, and with a quick jerk of his hips, Devan delivered it, drawing back then thrusting deep until his hips were flush with mine.
I exploded and came with a long, low cry, pleasure searing out from my center like an inferno, and the sound must have been too much for Micah, because all I got was a hoarse, “Fuck,” and then he was coming too, his balls drawn up tight against my hand as his cock pulsed in my mouth, sending his release down my throat.
My arms wobbled, threatening to give out, but Micah held me in place, bracing me over his lap as Devan leaned forward over my back. One hand slid over my hip and around my torso to caress my breast, lightly pinching one nipple before sliding down between my legs to find my clit. His weight was heavy on me from behind, hips pumping against me as his fingers swirled, catching my orgasm before it completely dissipated and starting that swirl of pleasure again.
With my mouth free the sounds grew louder, and I moaned and gasped as he ground against me, his thrusts coming faster as his fingers moved expertly over my clit. Micah slid lower, reaching his hands between us to find my breasts, and as his fingers found my nipples and pinched, the sensation crested once more. The second orgasm was stronger, deeper and more intense, spreading through my body from the tips of my fingers to my toes, and I cried out as I shuddered through it, my inner walls clenching tight against Devan until his thrusts became unsteady and he jerked to a halt, his own groans joining mine as he emptied himself into me.
When he slid free and collapsed, his weight bore me down against Micah, and I laughed as we fell in a tangle of sweaty limbs. No one moved, and I pressed my ear against Micah’s chest, feeling the steady thump of his heartbeat as Devan’s breathing slowed against my back.
I felt warm and safe and cherished, pleasantly sore and incredibly comfortable, and it was almost more than I could manage to keep my eyelids open.
“I don’t know about you guys, but I need to get cleaned up,” I murmured, and when no one moved I tried to wriggle free, but they had me effectively pinned down. I reached out a hand, pinching at whatever free skin I could reach, until with a yelp Devan rolled off me.
“Fine, fine,” he grumbled.
I stumbled to the bathroom and cleaned myself as best I could, catching sight of myself in the mirror. My face was flushed, my cheeks rosy and my hair a wild tangle of blond and purple. I looked happy, and the thought almost brought tears to my eyes. Even after the long and difficult weekend, even after the shocking revelations of the evening, these guys could still make me happy, and it’d been a long time since I’d felt that way. I didn’t know what it was we had here, but whatever it was, it seemed to be working for me.
By the time I returned to the bedroom the lights were out and the bed had been remade, blankets and sheets set right, and the two guys occupied opposite sides, as far from each other as they could be. I snorted to myself as I looked between them. It seemed they were fine being naked together and sharing me, but apparently sleeping close to each other was drawing the line.
