I circled the head of his cock with my tongue, then took as much into my mouth as I could. He felt so good sliding between my teeth, touching the walls of my mouth as Flynn’s tongue darted inside me. Corbin’s hands played in my hair, pushing down on my head a little, guiding me to the rhythm he liked.
Flynn’s hand snaked across my thigh, and he leaned over me and whispered in my ear, “Are you ready, luv?”
I couldn’t speak, but I moaned my assent. Corbin shivered as my moans vibrated his shaft, his eyes boring into mine. I heard the tear of a condom package and then Flynn was back, his body hot against mine, his cock pressing at my entrance.
Yes. Oh, god yes.
I moaned again as Flynn sheathed himself inside in a single long stroke. As he pushed deeper, I rocked forward, taking Corbin back into my throat.
“Maeve, oh god…” Corbin moaned, tightening his grip on the back of my head.
“No gods here,” Flynn breathed as he thrust deeper. “Only a goddess.”
After a few strokes, I got into a rhythm, drawing Corbin in as Flynn pushed deeper, then falling back to grind my ass against Flynn. Between Flynn’s grunts and my groans, I couldn’t believe Arthur stayed asleep, but his snores continued.
Flynn leaned over me, fingers digging into my thigh, his other hand reaching down to roll my hard nipple through his fingers. “This is wild.”
“Tell me about iiiiiiit…” Corbin’s voice shuddered away as I took him deeper.
Two guys filling me. One in my mouth – his moans of ecstasy like music to my ears. I got off knowing that I had this effect on someone and that Corbin trusted me enough to do what herefused to do in front of anyone else – think of himself and his own needs.
The other buried in my pussy, his hands reaching around to play with my nipples, his teeth scraping along my collarbone. Flynn, the trickster, the comedian, the one with the easy smile that hid wounds I hadn’t even touched.
It was all too much.
It was perfect.
Theywere perfect.
A shock orgasm rippled through me, my body jolting as the two guys speared me. I grabbed Corbin’s shoulders for support, staring into his eyes as Flynn pounded me from behind. The look Corbin gave back was blazing, full of power and need – a hundred things he dared not say.
Flynn’s strokes grew harder, faster, more urgent. He pinched my nipple hard, and I cried out, and that cry sent him over the edge. His fingers dug into my skin as his cock quivered inside me.
Feeling Flynn’s hot breath against my back and his body clenching around me spurned another orgasm. The heat inside me burst out, searing down my arms and exploding through my torso. I bucked against Flynn, my mouth clamping tight against Corbin’s cock as my orgasm claimed me.
My mouth vibrating around his cock set Corbin off, and I felt him stiffen inside me. A moment later I tasted his release on my tongue. His body sagged, his muscles spasming before going still. He withdrew from my mouth and fell back against the sofa, struggling to catch his breath, his eyes meeting mine with such adoration it made my chest constrict.
“Feck.” Flynn kept saying. “Fecking hell.”
He collapsed, folding himself over my back, pressing his lips to my cheek. My head rested against Corbin’s chest. His heartthudded in my ears, and the moment felt more intimate than everything we’d just done together.
The three of us panted, catching our breaths, wallowing in the warmth of the connection we created. The magic hummed in my veins, content for once to remain inside me, to suffuse in the beauty of our release.
We were poised on the brink of something none of us understood, something that would not be content with closed doors and secrets.
After a few moments, Flynn rocked back, gripping the end of the condom as he pulled out of me. “Shite,” he whispered, his body stiffening.
I whipped my head around. When a guy says shite and there was a condom involved, your ears perk up.
But it wasn’t the condom Flynn was referring to.
There, in the doorway of the Great Hall, his eyes glowing under the dim light of the television, was Rowan.
CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
ROWAN
“Rowan?” Maeve straightened up, her naked body unfolding from Corbin, unashamed and unrepentant, as she should be.
