“I want to fuck you,” Everett growled. “I want us both inside of you.”
Her lips parted, and then she smiled. “All of us, together. As it should be.”
Marcus nodded and leaned in, cupping the back of her neck to kiss her as Everett continued to stroke his aching cock. He ground against Everett’s hand while he slid his fingers up Naomi’s thigh and then along her soaking wet slit. He grinned as he pulled back.
“Our naughty girl likes to watch, I think, Everett.”
“She likes more than that,” Naomi whispered before she bit his lower lip gently.
He thrust harder into Everett’s hand as he chuckled at her cheek and her confidence. How had he ever lived without it? Without her? Without this, the three of them as one?
“Have you ever had a man inside your arse?” Everett asked, releasing Marcus’s cock and shifting Naomi so she sat between them.
She looked over her shoulder at him and winked. “My second husband very much enjoyed such things. But it’s been a while.”
“We’ll go slowly,” Marcus promised, kissing her before he got up and went to the side table by the bed. He pulled out scented oil and poured some on his fingers. He left it within arm’s reach and returned to the bed where his lovers, his loves, waited.
She kissed him, kissed Everett and then got on her hands and knees. He moved behind her, stroking his fingers against the tight circle of her arse.
“Ready?” he asked, though he already knew the answer from her expression.
Chapter 13
Naomi tensed against the powerful sensation of Marcus’s thick finger against her bottom. She’d never wanted something more, and bumped back against him with a cry. His finger slid inside to the first knuckle, stretching her gently. She tingled at the sensation, aching for more.
“Slow down,” he chuckled. “Let me ready you.”
“I’m ready,” she protested.
Everett laughed, too. “Let me distract you,” he whispered, and moved to lie beneath her, his face below her sex. She shifted over him, grasping the cock that was now below her.
He began to lick her, circling her clit gently as Marcus worked her ass with his fingers, stretching her with delicious slowness. She arched against them both, grinding toward her pleasure.
Reaching for theirs.
She brought her mouth over Everett’s cock, taking him deep, just as Marcus had earlier. The memory jolted her, and she let out a cry as Marcus added a second finger to stretch her.
“Take her,” he whispered to Everett. “I want to see you take her, feel you inside of her while I do this.”
Everett shifted, sliding out from under her. She moaned as the cock she’d been sucking was taken away. She looked over her shoulder, watching as the two men kissed deeply. Her pussy twitched, especially when Marcus pulled away and grinned.
“Delicious,” he said, arching a brow in her direction.
Everett moved to her, kissing her in turn so she could taste the faint remnants of her pleasure on his lips. For a brief moment, Marcus removed his fingers from her arse and pushed back.
Everett took a place, half-propped up on the pillows. She straddled him, moving herself into position. Behind her, Marcus edged up. He fisted Everett’s cock, guiding it inside of her as the three of them moaned together. She fully seated herself and then stilled, looking back at Marcus with a naughty smile.
“You’d better hurry, Captain. I’m planning to unman him.”
Everett laughed, and Marcus saluted before he spread her cheeks and went back to work on her backside. Now he pushed three fingers inside and she gripped against the magnificent stretch of it.
“Can you feel him?” she gasped out.
“Yes,” both men moaned in unison.
She cried out in pleasure, caused by their touch, but also brought on by the knowledge that they were pleasuring each other at the same time. Everett gasped as he lifted into her, while she ground down against him. Her orgasm was building now, arcing, and she didn’t want it until all three of them were bound together.
“Now,” she moaned. “Please now.”
