Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 103413 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 517(@200wpm)___ 414(@250wpm)___ 345(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 103413 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 517(@200wpm)___ 414(@250wpm)___ 345(@300wpm)
“How could he say his safe word if you gagged him?” she asked as Nico stripped off.
Holy hell. How was she going to survive this? They weren’t even doing anything to her, and she felt like she could go off. She wanted to touch herself. But she wasn’t sure it would be enough.
Why don’t I own a vibrator?
“I’d give him some other way. A signal. Maybe something to squeeze that made a sound. Although, I’ve got a good idea of how to gag him effectively.”
By now, Nico had his shirt off, revealing his beautiful, tanned skin. He had a tattoo that wound up one side of his chest, over his shoulder and up his neck. It was a gorgeous dragon.
Then he bent over, pulling off his jeans. She got a glimpse of the wing on his back but wasn’t able to take much in before he straightened.
And then, whoa, baby, she couldn’t see anything or anyone else.
Because Nico was standing naked in front of her, and it was a sight to behold. All that tanned skin. He was built leaner than Liam but every inch of him was strong, muscular. Abs rippled down his stomach toward his long, firm dick.
“He doesn’t like underwear,” Liam told her. “Which makes it easier to get to him whenever I want. Do you like what you see?”
How could he even ask? Wasn’t it obvious? She more than liked what she saw. She wanted to devour him. To lick every inch.
“Have you had any fantasies about Nico?” Liam asked.
“W-what?” she asked, feeling herself turn red. Did he really just ask her that?
Liam moved his hand around the back of Nico’s neck.
“Liam, I don’t know if this is the best idea.”
She expected Liam to bite back at him, instead his expression softened as he cupped Nico’s face between his hands. “She needs to see that you trust me. And I have an idea that the thought of the two of us together turns her on.”
Of course, it damn well did. Look at them. Individually, they were so gorgeous they muddled her mind and took her breath away, but together . . . was she still breathing?
“Yeah, she likes that idea. Don’t you, baby? Have you dreamed about us together? Touching each other? Or were we touching you? Was Nico between your legs, licking your pussy while you took my cock deep into your mouth?”
“Fuck,” Nico groaned and her gaze dropped to where Liam had Nico’s cock in his hand. Liam still had his jeans on and she nearly whimpered, wanting to see him naked. Both of them. Wanting to watch as Liam jacked Nico off before the other man dropped to his knees and took Liam’s dick in his mouth.
“He hasn’t shaved in a few days, baby. But he’ll shave before he gets between your legs.”
She shuddered.
“Unless you don’t want him to. Unless you like the idea of his stubble rubbing against you. Of wearing the mark of his possession. Do you like that, Lottie?”
“Is it wrong?”
“Pretty girl, nothing is wrong between us,” Nico told her.
“Really?”
“Yes,” Nico reassured her. “I promise. I want this so fucking bad. The three of us. I don’t want us to do anything that frightens you away.”
She saw it then. The hope. The need. The worry. Liam hid it, locked it away. But Nico didn’t have those same abilities. It was out there for her to see.
Licking her lips, feeling brave, she stood and walked over, quickly pressing her lips to his before taking a step back, her heart racing. It was a simple kiss. No tongue. Fast and soft.
Yet, it felt momentous. She felt lighter. Free.
“Can I get one of those?” Liam asked.
She blinked at him, shocked he’d actually asked instead of just taking. She placed her hand on Nico’s shoulder to use him to steady herself as she went onto her tiptoes and brushed her lips against his. She half-expected him to take over, to push against her. Maybe grab her and press her up against the wall, pressing his tongue inside her.
And to her surprise, part of her wanted that.
But he didn’t do any of those things. Like a predator aware that his prey was skittish and easily frightened off, he stood tensed and aware but doing nothing to set off her fear radar.
“I want this. I want the two of you.”
“All of us?” Nico asked.
“All of you.”
“Good,” Liam practically purred. “Tell me what you want, and it’ll be yours.”
It was like being given her pick of things from the Queen of England’s treasure room.
“You’ll control what I do to Nico. His pleasure. His release.”
Nico groaned.
“That’s what you want?” she asked Nico.
While it might seem like Liam was giving her control, she knew that wasn’t really the case. He was still firmly in command. Which somehow filled her with more self-confidence. Because if she made a wrong move then she knew he would step in.