Luca strokes my hair out of my face, staring down at me with something hot and sweet in his eyes. “So very pretty with yourlegs spread like this while he feasts on your pussy. So fucking beautiful.” He sounds almost…wistful.
I moan, chasing Cole’s mouth with my hips, Luca’s words twisting me up, making it hard to breathe.
“Suck her clit, Cole. Take it between your lips and suck it into your mouth.”
Cole moans against my pussy, the vibration making me whimper, and then his mouth closes over my clit. He sucks, hard, polishing my clit with his tongue, and I practically scream, my hips lifting off the bed. Luca’s free hand slides up my thigh, his touch like a brand, holding me open wider for Cole.
“Fuck, yes,” Luca groans. “Just like that. Eat her gorgeous cunt. Such a good boy, making her feel so good.”
Cole slides two long fingers inside me, curling, pressing against a spot that makes my vision blur. He works my clit with his lips and tongue, sucking, licking, kissing, slurping. I’m so close to the edge, my body trembling, my breath coming in short, sharp gasps.
Luca shifts, his thigh brushing mine, and I whimper at the contact. His fingers slide into my hair, tilting my head so I meet his molten gaze. “Anabel,” he says, and the sound of my name on his lips makes my heart beat faster. “I can smell how much you’re enjoying this. He must be doing a good job.”
“He is,” I moan, hips writhing, pussy on fire.
Luca’s thumb traces my lower lip, and I part for him instinctively, my tongue flicking out to taste him. The salt of his skin is delicious, and at that first taste, it’s like a part of him invades me. I can hear his laughter, taste his divinity, smell his lust. He groans as I tease the pad of his thumb with my tongue. “Fuck, cara. You’re going to ruin me.”
“Good,” I manage. Our eyes meet, hold, and then Luca’s mouth is on mine, hot and demanding, his tongue sweeping in to claim me. I moan into the kiss, my fingers spearing into his hairas his hand slides down my body, his fingers brushing against my inner thigh.
I can taste everything Luca is in this kiss. I can taste all of the love he carries inside him. I can taste his desire for me, for Cole. I can taste his loneliness, shocking in its intensity. I can taste his trembling need to belong, to be loved. It’s all there, filling me up.
Cole groans like a man possessed at the sight of us kissing, his tongue working over my clit in feverish circles. The dual sensation of Luca’s mouth on mine and Cole’s mouth on my pussy has me hovering right on the edge of orgasm.
Luca breaks the kiss, his breath ragged.
Cole’s tongue works me over with long, slow licks, and I gasp as Luca’s fingers tighten in my hair. “Tell me,” Luca demands, his voice a dark rasp as he glances down at Cole. “How does she taste?”
Cole lifts his head, his mouth glistening with me. “Sweet,” he says, his voice ragged. “Like I knew she would.”
He glances up at me from between my thighs, then at Luca, and there’s a beat of silence. I nod, my breath catching in my throat. I want this. I want them. I need to belong to both of them.
And I think Luca needs that, too.
Cole nods at me. We both want the same thing. Each other, and Luca. He looks up at Luca, and when he speaks, I can hear the certainty in his voice. “Come find out.”
Six
Anabel
Luca’s breath catches, his eyes flashing with heat. I see the moment his resolve crumbles, and he slides off the bed, landing between my spread legs beside Cole. His mouth crashes into Cole’s, his tongue sweeping into his mouth, the kiss hard and rough. Cole groans into the kiss, his hand sliding up to tangle in Luca’s hair, pulling him closer.
Oh. My. God. Watching Cole and Luca kiss, all desperate and messy, knowing the taste of my pussy is now on both their tongues…I might come on the spot.
Luca’s hand moves faster over his cock, his breath ragged as he deepens the kiss, his tongue exploring Cole’s mouth like he’s savoring every drop of me.
I watch them, my pussy throbbing, my body aching for more. Luca pulls back, his forehead pressed to Cole’s. “Fuck, you taste so good together.” Then he moves back slightly and threads his fingers through Cole’s messy curls, guiding his mouth back to my aching pussy. “Now get back to work, Cole. Make her come like a good boy.”
He kisses Cole’s neck, making Cole shudder and moan softly. Luca’s eyes are on mine as he licks a slow, wet stripe up the side of Luca’s neck. I feel Cole’s fingers on my thighs, spreading me wide again, and then his mouth is back on my pussy, his tongue fucking into me with deep, hungry strokes.
I whimper, my hips writhing, my body already coiled tight, ready to snap. Luca’s fingers slide through my slickness, teasing around where Cole’s tongue is circling my clit, before he presses two thick fingers inside me. I let out a loud, surprised moan, my back arching as my pussy clenches around him. He curls them just right, hitting a spot that makes everything go warm and fuzzy.
“Fuck, you’re so tight,” Luca growls as he watches his fingers disappear inside me. “So wet for us. Taking my fingers like a good girl while Cole eats that pretty cunt.”
Cole moans against my pussy, the vibration sending a jolt of pleasure through me. His tongue works over my clit in a steady rhythm until I’m panting, head moving back and forth, senseless. He sucks my clit into his mouth, surrounding me in delicious warmth. Luca’s fingers pump in and out of me, slow at first, then faster. The wet sound of my pussy fills the room, but I’m too close to coming to feel any shame.
I’m so wet that my thighs are slick, my juices dripping down my ass, soaking the sheets beneath me. Luca’s fingers are coated in me, his knuckles glistening as he fucks me, his other hand gripping Cole’s hair, guiding his mouth exactly where I need it.
“That’s it,” Luca murmurs in a sensuously filthy voice. “Let go, cara. Come all over his face. Show him how good he makes you feel.”
