“You need to go,” I whisper, looking up at Viktor, my lips trembling. It’s even less convincing this time around.
He leans down and plants his mouth on mine again, this time softer but no less passionate.
My eyes close and my hands run over the tops of his biceps as he holds my face in place.
“I don’t think you mean that,” he growls. “I think you want me to lay you down and make you feel like you’re flying.”
Shivering pleasure turns to desire and a hot feverish glow swarms me, leaving my lips immobile.
“You want us both, don’t you?” he roars. “You want us both all over that tight, juicy, sweet, little body.”
Breath after breath rushes out of me as he flicks my nipples over top the fabric of my dress, his gaze heavy on mine.
Ryan holds his hands on my hips, his cock hard against my ass.
What’s happening? Is he turned on by this too?
I twist toward him, Viktor now gripping my waist.
I look into Ryan’s dark eyes. “Are you sure you want to do this? You—”
Ryan’s gaze is hooded. He leans in and drags his thumb over top my bottom lip. “All I’ve ever wanted is to see you happy, and you look pretty fucking happy.”
Arguing with him wouldn’t make sense at this point. My body is telling a story that I’m not sure my lips can explain.
I suck in a deep breath and let it out slowly, my hand gripping hold of Ryan’s hard cock. “You can stop this at any point.”
He nods and leans into my lips, kissing me with magic that turns my entire body into an inferno of urges.
Viktor slides his hand beneath my dress and pulls down my panties, his large hands cupping my ass with a groan before he lifts me into his arms and carries me toward the bed, the thumping sound of his watch in my ear. Tick. Tick. Tick.
Chapter Twelve
Everleigh
My entire body melts and trembles with anticipation. To my left, Ryan sits naked, his long, hard cock poked against my leg. To my right, Viktor. His hand is firmly sat on my jaw, gripping my gaze toward him.
“Are you going to be a good girl tonight?”
I shake my head and smirk. “I don’t think so.”
Viktor laughs low, and leans into my neck, thick, dark locks of hair falling into his vision as he growls, the tone reverberating against the lobe of my ear. “You’ll be a good girl, I’m sure of it.”
His words are hot against my skin and though I never much thought being called a good girl would do much for me, when he says it… it does. It sends a shock of adrenaline straight through me, leaving my clit throbbing and soaked.
Ryan holds me from behind, kissing the back of my neck like he never has before, a part of him unlocked that’s both wild and unbridled as he moves my hair to the side and works his lips down my spine. His touch is heavy, but softer than Viktor’s, more careful, but still as feral. His hand cups my ass as he whispers in my ear, “Turn onto your back.”
I do as he’s asked and roll onto my back. The flat forward view of both of them naked in front of me hits me like a bullet. What did I ever do to deserve two men? Two handsome men? Two well-endowed, handsome men? My heart races as I try to gain composure, my nude body now on display like a buffet for them to devour.
Viktor’s strong hands run over top of me, past my nipples, over top my stomach, between my legs and across my thigh. His lips stay near my ear. “You’re soft,” he groans.
“You’re not,” I say, reaching out to grip his cock in my hand, stroking it hilt to tip, over and over. I can’t reach my fingers all the way around him. He’s too thick, too swollen.
Ryan lifts onto his knees, running his fingers through my hair, the tip of his cock brushing the side of my cheek as he bends in to suck my hard nipple.
I turn to the side and lick him, sucking the head of his dick against my tongue as he groans.
“Good girl,” Viktor growls, his breath is warm on my ear. “Milk that cock. Make him feel good.” His hand runs across my mound firmly as he pulls himself between my legs, his tongue flat over top my cunt before he narrows the tip in, licking my clit.
