“What?” I breathed, rocking with Tavish’s wicked thrusts.
Albie smiled at me over the tops of his glasses. “I love your taste, too.” He sucked my clit into his mouth.
Pleasure melted my spine. I cried out, clutching at Albie’s golden waves as they licked me together, their tongues sliding over every private place between my legs. Tavish kneaded my ass. Albie squeezed my thighs. Hot, wet tongues stroked and flicked my opening, my labia, my asshole. Eager mouths sucked at my clit. Every few seconds, their lips met, and they kissed each other between my thighs.
I rolled my hips, grinding wantonly on Tavish’s face. Tavish growled, the sound vibrating inside me as he thrust his hips into Albie’s. They rutted against each other, cocks glistening with precome. I moaned, writhing between them. My body was a live wire, every nerve ending aflame. They worked me faster, their tongues meeting in hot, wet kisses as they devoured me.
“I can’t…” I panted, my thighs trembling. “I’m going to…”
Tavish moved his hands to my hips and squeezed hard, locking me in place as Albie fluttered his tongue against my clit. I flew over the edge, a hoarse cry breaking from me as I shuddered against Albie’s mouth, my hips jerking and bliss sparkling in my veins.
When I finally went limp, they made their move, and I found myself cuddled on my side between them with Albie at my back and Tavish pressed to my front. Tavish pulled my topmost thigh to my chest, then hooked it over his shoulder.
“Ready for more?” he asked, gripping his cock and dragging the head up and down my pussy. My clit still buzzed from my orgasm, and I shuddered as he dragged his tip over it in slow, wicked circles.
“Yes,” I breathed, rocking my hips. “Please, Tavish.”
He pushed inside me with one smooth thrust, the stretch stealing my breath. He’d thoroughly prepared me, but it was impossible to ever be fully prepared for Tavish Ramsay’s dick. He knew it, and he held still as Albie kissed my neck and cupped my breasts.
“You’re such a good lass for us,” he whispered, pinching my nipple. His cock lodged in the crack of my ass, and he rocked against me, his hot, warm length teasing my hole. “Kiss me,” he demanded.
I turned my head and obeyed, and I moaned as I tasted myself on his lips. My body moved on its own, my hips rolling. Tavish began to move, his strokes slow and careful.
“More,” I gasped against Albie’s mouth. “Please, more.”
“Och, lass, I love when you beg,” Tavish said, and he snapped his hips forward, driving Albie’s shaft deeper into my cleft.
I cried out, desire and anticipation spiking hard. Albie reached between my legs and circled my clit with practiced fingers. Tavish dipped his head and sucked my nipple into his mouth.
“Gods,” I moaned, my head lolling on Albie’s shoulder. My toes curled as Tavish’s thick shaft burrowed even deeper, the stretch melting into delicious fullness.
Albie smoothed a warm palm up the back of my thigh tucked over Tavish’s shoulder. He nudged my leg even higher, then rocked his dick hard against my ass. “Do you want me here?”
I nodded, shivering at the promise of having both of them exactly where I needed them. “Yes. Hurry.”
Tavish chuckled as he lifted his head from my breast. “She’s getting as bossy as you, sweet Albie.”
“You love it,” I told him as Albie twisted and rooted for lube in the bedside table.
Tavish’s smile was pure wickedness as he gave me a deep, thorough thrust. “Aye, I caught two bossy mates for myself.” His voice slid lower, and he darted his wicked look at Albie behind me. “Two needy sluts with greedy pussies.”
Gods, the mouth on him. I shuddered, my body clenching around him. “Maybe introducing you to modern slang was a mistake.”
“You love it,” Tavish parroted back at me. He followed his words with a deep thrust that nudged the perfect spot inside me. As pleasure bloomed hotter, Albie rolled back to me and slid lube-slicked fingers between my cheeks.
“Relax for me, love,” he whispered, his lips brushing my ear as he worked one careful finger inside me.
I moaned, my head falling back against his shoulder. Tavish stilled his movements, allowing Albie to prepare me properly. One finger became two, stretching me while Tavish peppered kisses across my collarbone.
“That’s it,” Albie murmured, pumping his fingers in and out of my ass. I shivered, my passage clamping, and he sucked in a breath. “Oh, fuck, Portia, you’re so ready.”
“Now,” I gasped, pushing back against his fingers. “Please, Albie, I can’t wait.”
Tavish withdrew halfway, and Albie positioned himself at my entrance, the blunt head of his cock pressing against my slicked ring.
“Easy,” Tavish murmured, stroking my hair as Albie began to push inside. “That’s it, lass.”
I inhaled sharply as Albie breached me, the initial burn giving way to a delicious fullness. He paused, letting me adjust to the intrusion, his mismatched eyes glazed with lust behind his lenses.
