Not that Domini tried to escape any time he put his hands or mouth on her. He’d sucked hard enough to leave a reddish-purple love bruise behind.
“My mark looks pretty on your creamy skin. I’d like to leave love bites all over you.”
“I wouldn’t stop you,” Domini said, reaching out to caress the side of his face.
“I know.” He kissed her belly one last time. “Climb up on my lap.”
Cam widened his legs to fit outside of the chair legs. He brought her high up on his thighs; his erection nestled into the crack of her butt.
Domini tried desperately not to put weight on Cam’s left side. She gasped when Cam hooked her legs over the arms of the chair, baring her most intimate parts completely.
“Look at that.” Brock stood a few feet away, hot eyes drawn to and devouring her sex.
“Pretty pink isn’t it? Soft. Wet. Sweet.”
“You offering me a taste?”
Again, Cam answered for her. “Yep.”
“Hot damn.” Brock dropped to his knees.
She couldn’t seem to find her voice through the staccato beats of her heart.
Cam’s large, work-roughed hands followed the curve of her legs from her ankles up to the crease of her thighs. He traced one finger up her slit and gently separated her pu**y lips, exposing her clit.
Oh no. Surely they didn’t plan on…double-teaming her.
Brock bent his head and lapped at the moisture pouring from the mouth of her sex, curling his long, pink tongue inside. Not only did Brock expertly use his tongue, the contrast of his dark face and light-colored mouth, centered between her milky white thighs, was an undeniably hot image.
Domini moaned when Brock wiggled his tongue inside her.
Then Brock licked the folds surrounding her core, suckling her pu**y lips, stopping below the swollen nub throbbing for attention.
“How close are you to coming?” Cam murmured in her ear.
“A hair trigger away,” she admitted.
A look passed between Cam and Brock, but Brock didn’t look at her. He fastened his mouth to her clit.
No tongue swirling teases. No drawn out licks. Brock just kept sucking on that pearl until the orgasm steamrolled over her. Domini gasped through each strong pulse, listening to the sexy timbre of Cam’s voice in her ear, which only heightened the heat in her groin. By the time the final throb ended, her body trembled. She wanted to crawl into Cam’s big bed and sleep.
Naturally Cam and Brock had other plans.
Brock said, “Up you go,” and lifted her off the chair and to her feet. After that orgasm she didn’t have enough breath in her lungs to protest and hardly the wherewithal to even stand.
“We’re both gonna f**k you now.”
The fog cleared from her head at that command. “Here? But…” Why not in his bed?
“This is more stable for my leg.”
“Oh.” But she knew there was more to his reasoning.
He whispered fiercely, “My bed is our space, Domini. I won’t share you in it. Ever. Not even for an hour.” He used his teeth on her earlobe. “I’m pushing you to the edge you wanted. To the place where your body knows what it wants even if you’re unsure.” Cam drew his finger from her chin down to her belly button. “Trust me.”
“I do.”
As soon as Cam lay back on the sofa, she crawled up and managed to situate her legs on either side of his hips.
“You’ll have to lean against me completely and angle your ass so Brock can reach you.”
To please herself and to quell her nerves, she rubbed her br**sts over his chest, loving his quick intake of breath when her ni**les brushed his. “I like being pressed against you like this,” she whispered. “Face to face.”
“Me too, princess.” Cam’s lips drifted across hers in an almost kiss. “Ready?”
A tiny wave of apprehension flowed through her but she nodded.
“Brock? You suited up?”
“Yep. Suited up, slicked up and ready to go.”
Cam sifted his fingers through her hair. “You’re gonna have to do most the work since I’m flat on my back.”
“Being naked with you is hardly work.”
“God, woman, sometimes you undo me,” he rasped.
Such raw emotion in his eyes. “Cam.”
“I know. Let’s do this. Lower onto me.”
His c**k filled her and she closed her eyes with a sigh. This was familiar.
Cam tapped her chin with his finger. “Eyes on me. Always on me.” His avid mouth controlled hers and coupled with his greedy hands roaming over her bare body, Domini almost didn’t notice a slippery finger circling her anus until it wiggled inside. Her gasp was lost in Cam’s mouth when a second finger joined the first. Stretching her. Fucking her steadily.
Brock didn’t say a word as he prepared her. It was surreal, feeling him so intimately, but not seeing him.
Both fingers disappeared. She stiffened.
“Gotta relax,” Cam murmured against her mouth.
When Cam threaded his hands though her hair, kissing her like she was the center of his universe, she forgot how big the head of Brock’s penis was until it pressed past the ring of muscle.
Burning pain followed. Domini fought the urge to break free from Cam and buck Brock off.
Cam sensed her panic. “You can take him. Just like you took me.” He nuzzled her neck. Her temple. Her ear. “Loosen up, let go, let us make you feel good. Let me give you something you’ve never had.” He licked and teased the pulse point at the base of her throat. “I love how you taste here.”
“How do I taste?”
“Like fire. Like ice. Like mine.”
Their gazes collided.
When Cam’s tongue swept into her mouth, she fell headfirst into his powerful kiss.
Somewhere in the back of Domini’s mind she realized Brock had been very quiet. Too quiet.
Cam kept a haze of passion floating between them she could almost touch. Then Brock snapped his hips and drove into her ass completely.
Oh God. Fire. Burning pain. Hot, deep thick burning in her rectum.
She ripped her mouth free and cried out.
“You okay?” Cam asked.
“Uh-huh. But I need a second.” Domini attempted to relax and enjoy being stuffed with two cocks.
“We’re not goin’ anywhere.” Cam nibbled her jaw, paying attention to the vulnerable skin beneath her chin that caused her to forget her own name.
Brock’s fingers lightly traced each bump and hollow of her spinal cord. Waiting patiently for her to be ready, even when she felt tension vibrating from him. The male need for him to take what she’d offered.