Kaz brushed my hair off my neck, and Mason’s lips were right there, sucking and licking at the tender flesh just below my ear. His fingers found my clit and traced a light, teasing circle around it.
“Oh God,” I moaned and arched my back, brushing my hard nipples against Kaz’s chest, which made him growl and move even closer. They were both so warm, their bodies strong and powerful, and I allowed myself to sink into the sensation of being at their mercy.
Kaz nudged the strap of my tank top off my shoulder, lower, lower, until the shirt fell beneath my breasts, and then his lips were suckling on one nipple before moving to the other. When he bit down lightly, pleasure surged right down into my clit, and I bucked against Mason, craving more pressure from his touch. He understood immediately and increased the pace of his movement, rubbing me with his thumb, while his fingers curled inside of me.
“How does that feel?” Mason’s lips moved against my skin.
“So good,” I panted. “Don’t stop.”
I reached down for Kaz’s cock, craving to feel the hardness of both of them at the same time, and he sucked in air when I wrapped my hand around his length.
“Fuck,” he muttered as I gave him a few languid strokes. He lifted his head from my breasts and brought his lips to mine in a feverish kiss. His tongue slipped into my mouth, and he cradled my face carefully in his palms, as if tasting me was something precious and ephemeral, bound to be gone in a blink of an eye. I was enveloped in pure bliss.
Bliss was Kaz’s lips brushing against mine.
Bliss was Mason’s hands working my body as if he’d designed it himself.
Bliss was being here between the two of them, ravished, real, and raw.
I came with a breathless cry, my entire body undulating like a wave and writhing over the thin, scratchy sheets. Their hands caressed me, and then their lips followed, and even though I could barely see them in the darkness of the room, I felt them everywhere.
Some time passed, and they were still touching me, but without any urgency. I realized they were waiting for me to indicate if I wanted to take this further. The tense, unbearable arousal I’d felt earlier was gone, but I didn’t want to stop yet. I wanted to make them break apart the way they’d made me.
I rolled my hips against Mason’s cock, threw the blanket off us, and sat up on my knees, reaching over Kaz to turn on the lamp.
The light flooded the room, illuminating the men’s handsome faces. They were both watching me, Mason with a light smile, and Kaz with his signature intensity, one arm tucked under his head. I grabbed the tank top that had pooled at my waist and lifted it over my head, tossing it to the floor.
“You’re so fucking beautiful.” Kaz’s gaze drifted over my body, lingering on my breasts before coming back up to my face. “Isn’t she, Mase?”
“The most gorgeous thing I’ve ever seen,” Mason said.
Heat crept up my chest at their compliments. I shook my head. “How are you still wearing clothes? Off. Now.”
They shimmied out of their boxers and tossed them to the floor. Kaz resumed his earlier position, and I crawled over his legs until my lips were in line with his cock. His abdominal muscles rippled with anticipation. “Are you going to suck me off, baby girl?”
“That depends,” I murmured, letting my breath skim over the tip of his hardness.
Kaz let out a harsh exhale. “On what?”
“On whether you’re willing to share my mouth with Mason.”
Mason groaned from beside me. “Keep saying things like that, and I’m not going to make it to your mouth.” Out of the corner of my eye, I could see him stroking himself.
Kaz leaned over and placed a kiss on my lips. “I’m a generous guy.”
“Good,” I smirked. “Then get up and stand side by side.”
As they followed my orders, I swung my legs over the side of the bed and grasped both of their cocks in my palms. First, I licked up Kaz’s shaft, then I did the same to Mason. I took turns taking them in my mouth, deep enough to feel them at the back of my throat, earning groans that grew progressively more desperate.
“Fucking hell,” Kaz swore. “I’m close.”
Immediately, I stopped. There was something else I wanted before I allowed him to finish.
Looking up at Mase, I wiped away the saliva that dripped down my chin and got on all fours on the bed. “I want you inside of me when he comes.”
Mason nodded, his eyes hazy and dark with need. He looked eager but also a little nervous. We’d never done this before, ever. I couldn’t explain it, but somehow, it felt right to do it for the first time in front of Kaz. He was the missing link Mason and I needed to make this work. We just hadn’t known it until now.
Mason moved on the bed until he was behind me. The rip of the condom wrapper sounded, and a moment later, he cupped my ass with his hands.
