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This was music to his ears; that Eric now believed he’d won the prize he’d set out to pinch.

How to break a man, truly…

I thought Caelan had decided how he was going to do just that, in those moments during which Eric was blissfully unaware of the trap he’d been drawn into.

Not the other way around.

Chapter Twenty-Six

We were all naked but I couldn’t tell if they were hard yet as they knelt on the floor before the foot of the bed. I lay with my legs wide open near the edge of the mattress, my feet spread as far apart as they would go. Their heads were between my thighs. They’d covered me in shaving cream and had taken it in turns to make me bald. Each of them had commented on my anatomy down there, like they were purveyors of pussy or something. They’d really taken their time in shaving me completely bald.

“She’s tighter since the bairn,” said Caelan.

“How’s that possible?” laughed Eric.

“Dinna ken, except maybe we didna fuck awhile and she closed back up, or maybe, she does exercises that’ve made her snap back.”

“I do exercises,” I confirmed. “But it’s common, I hear. The body goes into overdrive repairing itself and some women’s bodies snap into better shape than before.”

“She’s not wet yet,” Eric complained.

“Nae, because we’re getting her ready. She’s no gonna waste her precious juices, are ye, darlin’?”

I winked and wriggled around a little bit.

As much as I knew this was a ploy to show Eric he couldn’t break us up, I also knew this was going to be pretty much a one-time thing that I should probably not think too deeply about—and just enjoy. I think Caelan knew that too and was more relaxed now he’d been able to show off the delights of his wife’s genitalia to another man. Something about the anatomical nature of their exploration perhaps reassured Caelan this night was about sex and nothing more.

Eric was given the honour of patting me dry and taking the first few licks of my clean, freshly shaved pussy.

“So good,” he chuckled, and I writhed a little as his warm breath skittered across my clit. “She likes it when you do it like it’s kissing.”

Caelan watched how I responded as Eric licked my clit, occasionally kissing as he’d just described. The expression in Caelan’s eyes as he observed told me he knew it wasn’t the same; the way I looked when it was him doing that to me was different. This was just a novelty.

“My turn,” said Caelan.

Eric moved away and kissed my hip while Caelan shoved his tongue deep inside me and held my hand as he slid through me, punishing me with a much larger tongue than Eric’s. At one point while Caelan’s tongue was writhing around inside me, Eric rubbed my nubbin lightly and I was shaking with my first orgasm in no time at all. Caelan’s eyes were dark as he felt me spasm around his tongue. I’d never done that before. I’d come around his fingers or cock, but his tongue? Such a thing was an indulgence, a rarity to manage to pull off. It was the way Caelan was looking at me, as though Eric didn’t even exist in the room. Feral and lusty, yes, but something else. Love.

For me however, the way these two men were obviously vying for my attention was a whole new level of naughty.

“Now make her come with your tongue,” Caelan said, setting the tone as the one in charge.

“With pleasure.”

Eric wrapped both arms around my thighs and tasted me, eagerly lapping the place where Caelan had just been enjoying himself. He was gentler and took longer to arouse me. Caelan gradually lifted me further up the bed, Eric following so he lay flat on his stomach before me—but not before I’d managed a good look at his erect cock. Meanwhile my husband lay at my side kissing me, fondling my breasts, my stomach, my sides. I reached down to stroke his hard cock and that thought alone—of their two cocks hard because of me—made me even more wet. Eric saw what I tugged on and grinned. It thrilled him, too. Caelan kissed my throat and I shivered with a swift but deep orgasm as Eric’s tongue worked my clit again. He laughed as he licked up the juice of my squirt into his delectable mouth.

Caelan was the first to prop my heels on his shoulders and fuck his way into my body.

“Look how she stretches around me,” said Caelan. “Dirty whore.”

Eric stood by the side of the bed rubbing his erection. “She’s gone full slut. Look how wet she is. Squelching.”

“Lick my clit at the same time,” I begged.

“Only if you suck it,” said Eric.

Caelan nodded it was okay; and that seemed to thrill Eric.

While he straddled my head and stuffed his cock in my mouth, our bodies performing a 69, he licked my clit and probably got to take a taste of Caelan’s cock at the same time. All I knew was that Eric’s pink, smooth cock was delicious and his tongue twisting around my bundle of nerves even more so as Caelan’s enormous penis rocked in and out of my body.

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