Tavish settled with his back against the stone. Albie crawled to him, and Tavish pulled Albie into his lap. I watched, half-dazed and still drifting, as he pushed their kilts out of the way.
They were both hard, their cocks straining. I levered myself up, reaching for my skirts to shove them down.
“No,” Tavish said sharply, freezing me in place. He jerked his chin toward my thighs. “Stay spread until we finish.”
Heat blistered my skin. Slowly, I eased back, resting on my elbows with my legs sprawled wide.
“That’s a good lass.” Tavish held my stare as he swiped moisture from my pussy and smeared it over his jutting shaft. Then he slicked Albie, who moaned low in his throat. Tavish took their cocks in one of his big hands and stroked.
“Gods…” I whispered.
“Next time,” Tavish said, working their shafts, “we’ll be inside you.”
He turned his gaze to Albie, who gave another plaintive moan. Tavish continued stroking them as he sucked two fingers of his free hand into his mouth, then carried them around Albie’s hip. A second later, Albie moaned. I didn’t need to see Tavish’s hand to know what he was doing.
He fingered Albie, thrusting inside him while he stroked their cocks together.
I couldn’t look away. My pussy throbbed at the sight of them, at the way Albie writhed on Tavish’s thighs, his head thrown back and his breathing coming in rough gasps. At the way Tavish watched me with blue eyes that blazed like the hottest part of a flame. He showed me what they did together.
What they would do with me when I was ready.
“You like watching us, Princess?” Tavish asked.
I nodded, my mouth dry.
“Tell me.”
“I like it,” I whispered. “It’s beautiful.”
Albie’s eyes were half-closed behind his glasses, his lips parted as he rolled his hips, working his body in a sexy, mesmerizing glide. The thick muscles in his thighs squeezed and clenched. Sweat gleamed in the hollow of his throat.
Tavish increased his pace, his large hand shuttling faster over their cocks. The wet sounds of flesh on flesh filled the cave,mingling with the crackle of the fire and the steady beat of rain outside. Albie’s breathing grew ragged.
“Oh gods,” he moaned, his back arching. “I’m going to?—”
“Not yet,” Tavish growled, squeezing the base of their cocks. “Look at her while we finish.”
Albie’s eyes fluttered open, his gaze locking with mine. His irises had lightened to gold, his dragon staring out from his eyes. The gentle scholar was gone, replaced with something wild and undeniably powerful.
“Good lad,” Tavish purred, resuming his strokes. “She wants to watch me make you give up your seed, sweet Albie.”
I couldn’t have denied it if my life depended on it. My pussy throbbed anew at the tantalizing sight of them together, their cocks sliding and grinding within the confines of Tavish’s hand. My arousal glistened on their shafts. More moisture seeped from their slits.
Tavish twisted his wrist as he pumped them. He worked his fingers in Albie’s ass faster, the muscle in his forearm flexing.
“Now,” Tavish snarled.
They came together, their cocks jerking in Tavish’s fist as they spurted all over his hand. Semen dripped between his fingers and down his wrist. Albie cried out, curling over Tavish’s fist as more semen splattered Tavish’s knuckles.
I couldn’t tear my eyes away as the last pulses of their release shuddered through them. My dragon stirred beneath my skin, satisfied yet wanting more.
Tavish kissed Albie’s forehead. Then he looked at me. “Like what you see, lass?”
I nodded, not trusting my voice. My cheeks burned, but I couldn’t look away.
Tavish lifted his hand to his mouth and licked a stripe of their combined release from his knuckles.
“Gods,” I whispered.
