Marcus broke off the kiss and held out a hand, crooking his finger for Everett. It was like an invisible string drew him forward, into their coupling. Marcus turned Naomi toward Everett, and she lifted her face to his. Everett groaned at her submission and bent his head to kiss her. She opened to him just as she had opened to Marcus, lifting her hands to stroke his chest as he cupped her cheeks and kissed her deeper.
He opened his eyes, watching as Marcus unbuttoned the back of her dress. He leaned in to kiss every inch of skin he revealed, bending to lick the curve of the small of her back before he slid his hands beneath the silky, black fabric and tipped it forward.
Everett broke the kiss, stepping back and dragging the dress from her arms. Naomi’s gaze was hazy as she shimmied her hips and the fabric pooled at her feet. She was wearing nothing beneath, and now she stood before them both, naked. And so utterly beautiful that it almost hurt to look at her.
The night before, when he’d watched her in the bed, that afternoon when he’d taken her in the carriage, he hadn’t gotten a good look at her. Now he stared at her full breasts, her rounded hips, her legs. She was gorgeous. Unbelievably beautiful. What was even better was that she seemed confident in her nudity, staring at him without a blush or a turn of her head to indicate she was uncomfortable. She had given in to this experience. She was ready.
He watched as Marcus’s hands, a shade darker than her pale skin, moved to her sides, sliding up, around, until he cupped her breasts. Marcus plucked her nipples and she gasped, lolling her head back to rest on his chest as she watched Everett through a hooded gaze. He dropped to his knees before her, pushing her legs wide and pressing his mouth to her stomach, her hip, her thighs. She moaned, a tiny, soft sound in her throat, and he scented the ready, earthy smell of her sex as he placed a hand on her and lifted against her shaking body.
“Please,” she murmured.
Marcus tilted her head, turning her chin toward him. He began to kiss her, but he kept his eyes open, watching as Everett spread her sex lips open and licked her as he had in the carriage. As the flavor of her burst on his tongue, he locked eyes with Marcus. Naomi was grinding against him now, alive with desire and on the edge of pleasure. He wanted her over that edge, ready for what was to come.
He slid a finger inside her sheath, felt her clench against him as she had around his cock earlier. Her mouth broke from Marcus’s as she cried out in both pleasure and relief. He added a second finger and began to thrust, tonguing her clitoris in time as her knees gave out.
Marcus chuckled as he caught her, holding her upright, positioning her so that Everett had better access to her sweet, soaking-wet sex. She came with a keening cry, grasping at Marcus’s arms as her sheath fluttered against Everett’s fingers.
She was still pulsing when Marcus tugged her away from Everett, turning her around and lifting her. She wrapped her legs around him immediately, her mouth hungry on his as he carried her to the bed and set her down there.
He stepped away and she whimpered her displeasure. Everett exchanged a smile with Marcus. He saw what his friend wanted to do now. He knew what would happen and how it would change everything. But his life had been stagnant for a long time. Change was good.
He moved up next to Marcus and reached up to remove his own jacket. Marcus did the same. Slowly they each undressed. Everett sent a side glance toward Marcus from time to time, watching how his body moved. He knew Marcus was doing the same, though less frequently. As they did this show for her, Naomi sat up on her elbows, watching them with wide eyes.
And when they were naked, she exhaled with a shaky breath and whispered, “Oh my.”
It was a foolish thing to say. Naomi knew it. But it was all she could think to whisper as she stared at the two men, fully naked for the first time. They were both specimens. Different but each utterly gorgeous.
Marcus was thick and heavily muscled, with powerful thighs and strong arms and ripples that seemed to cover every part of him. And just as he looked in clothing, Everett was more wiry. Leaner, with a peppering of chest hair that ended in a trail down his waist.
Both their cocks were hard. Curling up toward their stomachs. She’d felt each of them inside of her, grinding her to ultimate pleasure. Now she shook as she looked at them together, waiting for her. All for her.
They exchanged a look filled with unspoken communication, and together they approached the bed. Everett took one side, Marcus the other. She was squeezed between them, just as she had been at the dining table. Only this time there was a bed and everyone was naked, and it all felt more fraught and desperate and wonderful than just a supper.
She was certainly ready for so much more.
Everett rolled her toward Marcus, who lifted her chin to kiss her. While he did so, she felt Everett’s hands moving over her, strong and sure as he stroked her neck, her shoulders, down her spine. She found herself grinding back against him, aching for him the same way she had in the carriage. Only this time she felt no hesitation because Marcus was there, and his hands had begun to stroke along her collarbone and down between her breasts. It was magnificent, so many hands and fingers stimulating her, finding all the places that made her shiver as she surrendered to it all.
“From behind?” Everett whispered, and Naomi jolted as she realized he was talking to Marcus. Marcus kissed her again, then nodded.
Together they moved her. Everett rolled her over so she was on her hands and knees, then gently dragged her halfway down the bed as Marcus propped himself up in a seated position against the headboard. She smiled as she positioned herself over his hips, one hand on either side of him and his cock.
Meanwhile, Everett had curled himself around her, opening her, smoothing his fingers across her entrance just as he had earlier when he licked her to completion. She felt the head of him at her entrance and met Marcus’s eyes as Everett took her inch by delicious inch. She moaned, and it elicited the same sound from Marcus. He leaned far forward, tilting her head up to kiss her as Everett began to slowly thrust, languidly taking his time.
She fell into the rhythm, meeting him stroke for stroke as Marcus pulled away. She was positioned just above him, his cock inches away from her mouth. And she knew what to do with it.Thisact she had been taught. She liked it, actually, that power that pleasuring a man with her tongue could bring.
She had never wanted to do something more. She held his gaze as she caught him in her hand and stroked once, twice. He hissed out pleasure even as he glanced over her shoulder at Everett.
“You don’t have to—”
She didn’t let him finish, but wrapped her lips around him and took him as deeply as her throat allowed. He made a garbled sound, his head straining back as he gripped the coverlet with both hands. Behind her, Everett’s strokes grew harder, faster, and his breath came shorter, as if watching her do this excited him as much as claiming her did.
She began to move, fisting the length of Marcus that she couldn’t take as she thrust with her mouth over and over. She loved the feel of him, so thick and hard in her mouth, the taste of him. She loved how Everett stretched her so easily, how he reached around to flick her clitoris as he took her and made her his. Theirs.
The pleasure hit her like a lightning bolt. Marcus’s cock popped free and she continued to stroke him with her hand as she cried out, riding Everett’s cock harder as she rippled around him in release.
As soon as it faded, Everett pulled free and Marcus caught her hips. He guided her forward, positioning her above him, and she thrust down around him as her orgasm returned with full force. He arched up, she ground down, crushing her mouth to his as Everett moved up on the bed beside them. She turned toward him, catching his cock, licking her own essence from it and then sucking him as she had Marcus.
“Fuck,” Marcus groaned, lifting harder into her as she milked every bit of pleasure from them both.
