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Owen lifts his glass to mine. “Agreed. So, we make it last as long as we can, and we make sure she’s in a good place when it does have to end.”
I clink my glass with his and swallow past the lump in my throat.
“Let’s go see about our girl then,” I say, standing and leaving the scotch on the table. It’s hard to refer to her as ours. But the truth is, that without Owen she isn’t mine. Not the way I want her to be. So, for the time being, she’s ours.
Owen drains his glass and stands with me. And for a brief moment, I’m transported back to my teenage years when the two of us would scheme and make plans.
This time is different. This time, hearts, emotions, and even lives are on the line.
***
Bellamy
They didn’t tell me how I should be waiting in the bedroom, so I kneel in the center of the bed. My body is so relaxed, I’m tempted to lie down and take a nap. But my mind is also racing with a million thoughts as I sit in silence.
Where is this going? How long can it last? The thought of it not lasting brings a torrent of emotions that threaten to tighten my muscles back up, so I do my best to shift my thoughts back to memories of the way they’ve been with me so far. Of performing for them in my office, sucking Tobias off in the car, crawling to the bedroom and feeling their stares on my body as I moved.
The door opens, and the subjects of my thoughts step into the room, one behind the other, with Owen in the lead.
He gives me a nod of approval as he takes off his jacket and rolls up his sleeves. A move I’ve always found so hot.
“What a pretty little pillow decoration you make,” Tobias says as he comes to the side of the bed and sits on it.
“Thank you, Sir,” I whisper as I stare up at him. He leans in for a tender kiss, and I want him to deepen it, to ravish my mouth and silence all the questions in my brain.
But he pulls away all too soon and stands, seeming to wait for Owen.
“Lie back and spread your legs, love.”
I lay back, but rest on my elbows so I can still see them as I open my thighs under their intense stares.
Both men stand at the foot of the bed now, appreciative expressions on their faces. I feel vulnerable and exposed as their eyes travel my body from head to toe.
“I skipped lunch,” Owen says, then crawls onto the bed and settles between my thighs and dips his head for a taste.
“Come to think of it, I’m pretty hungry myself,” Tobias murmurs. But I barely hear him as Owen licks me from the top of my clit all the way to the space between my pussy and ass. He drags his tongue back up and locks his mouth around my clit as the mattress shifts.
Tobias climbs onto the bed behind me and helps me sit up until he’s able to put his legs on either side of me. He wraps his arms around my waist, cupping my breasts from underneath. Then he kisses my neck, sending me into a state of over-stimulation that has me squirming but unable to escape their torture.
“Come for us, little vixen,” Tobias murmurs in my ear. I cry out and let go of the climax I’ve been holding back. It ripples through me, and all coherent brain function leaves me as my body pulses.
Tobias’s mouth devours mine, his hand in my hair pulling tightly as he pinches one nipple with the other hand. Meanwhile, Owen is still licking me. One thick finger probes my entrance as his tongue circles my clit.
I cry out as aftershocks from my orgasm shake me. Owen adds a second finger, and I clamp down on them.
His laughter shakes him, and he moves his mouth to my inner thigh where he bites down until I scream into Tobias’s mouth.
“That’s a good girl,” Owen murmurs. Then he sits up and withdraws his fingers, staring down at the bite mark he’s left on my skin.
He looks up at Tobias. “Looks like she could use a matching one on the other side. Care to help me out, mate?”
The idea of both of them marking me sends sparks through my whole system, and I’m ready to come again, as Owen and Tobias trade places.
Owen scoots me against his chest and trails kisses up and down the column of my neck while Tobias settles into position between my thighs. He kisses the tender spot Owen just bit, and trails kisses until he reaches my clit.
He circles me with his tongue. There is no hesitation the way there sometimes is the first time a man tastes a woman. His movements are confident as he pleasures me. He doesn’t seem bothered by the fact that Owen just had his mouth there. When I’m absolutely going mad with desire, he plunges two fingers into my soaking core and sucks hard on my clit. I come around his fingers, gripping them hard as I convulse against his mouth.
Owen pinches both nipples hard and bites my neck until my tremors stop. “Naughty girl, coming without permission,” he chides.
