“No, I didn’t. I’ll admit to having the advantage of knowing both of your situations. However, I held my cards close to the vest.” Noah knelt down on the floor near Amelia, his eyes brightwith intent. “Now I think I can lay them down and go where the cards are dealt.”
“What are you suggesting?” I asked, my mind spinning with the possibilities.
“If Amelia is open to it, I suggest we explore where our desires take us.” His irises turned a sultry brown as he swept his gaze over us, lust burning in the depths of his eyes. “If she says no, then I will respect her wishes.”
The ticking of the mantel clock chimed the hour as I waited for her answer. If she accepted, I would be the luckiest man alive. I loved her, and I loved him. I loved him to the deepest depths of my soul. These two people meant the world to me. It all hinged on Amelia agreeing to his proposal.
She angled her head in my direction, honey brown eyes bright with need. There was no struggle in her expression, only excitement. I could hardly credit how things were playing out. “I am open to it.”
I cupped her jaw in reply and skimmed my lips over her warm mouth. She released a throaty moan as I draped my arm around her neck and drew her body tight to my chest. This was my wedding night, and I was sharing it with Noah and Amelia. A twist of fate had placed us in this situation, and I was looking forward to what the night would bring.
Chapter Twenty-Four
Lady Amelia, Duchess of Hayesford
I couldn’t believe this was happening to me. The shock over seeing Oliver and Noah hadn’t quite worn off. However, passion was quickly taking its place. Noah was at my feet, his warm palm skimming up my bare leg. He’d been kissing Oliver, the sight odd and out of place. Yet their desire for one another was palpable. I still had a hundred questions, but the first sweep of Oliver’s tongue against mine stole my breath. I groaned with pleasure. The pleasant smell of wood smoke, along with undertones of man, would forever remind me of this night.
Noah pushed my nightgown up to my lap like he had the night in his room, and I parted my legs. Eagerness had me kissing Oliver with more fervor. “I love watching you two kiss. It makes my cock ache,” Noah said.
Oliver moaned as he rained more kisses on my lips. Each one pulled at my heightened senses. Noah slipped his fingertip through the triangle of curls between my thighs and began to swirl the nub with sensual caresses. “Amelia, unbutton your bodice,” he said.
I did as he instructed, my fingers less than steady. The two men were bombarding my defenses, and I had no will to maintain them. Air touched my heated skin, my nipples budded. I was having difficulty catching my breath and pulled back fromOliver’s kiss. He tilted his head and kissed the line of my neck, exploring the length.
I caught Noah’s eye as he pushed Oliver’s robe off his legs, exposing the hard limbs beneath. Oliver’s years of rowing and outdoor activities had honed his body. We’d sneak off to the lake when we were younger, and I’d seen him without his shirt. He was no longer a youth but a man full grown. His cock was large and rested tight against his belly. I had seen Noah’s cock aroused that night and ached to see him again. Oh, what a wanton I was.
An unapologetic wanton to be sure.
Noah cupped Oliver’s erection, his hand on my cunny moving with more speed. I licked my lips and sucked in a sharp breath when Oliver palmed my breast in one large hand. He allowed his thumb to caress the bud, and my body sparked with growing need.
“Take her nipple into your mouth. Would you like that, Amelia?” Noah asked.
“Yes,” I said on a breathy sigh.
Oliver licked his way around my areola—tentative at first until he swirled his tongue around my nipple. I sank my hand into his hair, encouraging his actions. I’d been nervous over my wedding night, but all nerves had left me. Passion continued to hold me in its grip, and I prayed it would never let me go.
“Excellent. I will partake of a similar exploration.” With a wicked grin, Noah dipped his head, his tongue sweeping along my cleft. I arched my back and bucked beneath his intimate strokes. His dark head between my legs, he began to flick my nub, burying his tongue into the sensitive flesh before sucking on it.
“Oh, Noah, I can hardly credit how good that feels. Oliver, please, kiss me,” I sighed.
He obliged by dragging his mouth across mine over and over again. Strong fingers rolled my nipple, the incredulous feelingsnearly overwhelming my control. Between the two men, I was fast losing my ability to think.
“Once Amelia finds her pleasure, we will consummate our marriage,” Oliver said between sultry kisses.
“Yes, I...I—” Sensations hit me all at once, each more intense than the last, until my heart seemed to stop beating, my entire body experiencing a rush of pure pleasure. I cried out, a shrill scream of pure ecstasy.
