This was too good to be true. What was the downside? “What happens in the morning?” she asked. “After this. What next?”
Tyler stroked her cheek. “We are at your beck and call, love. We will do whatever you want. Perhaps you didn’t understand. When we’ve told you we love you, we meant it the same way you did.”
Her heart pounded in her chest. Thomas had worked his way across her shoulders to her other ear and was still nibbling.
Tyler spoke again. “We love you. It broke our hearts when Alex attacked you. We will never hurt you, sweetheart. We want you to be a part of our life in all ways.”
Nevvie couldn’t catch her breath. “In all ways?”
Tyler nodded. “In all ways. We don’t mean a night or a weekend. For as long as you’ll have us, but it must be both of us.” The men froze, and she realized they waited for her to speak.
“Yes. Please.”
Every muscle tensed, her skin on fire from the heat of their bodies and Thomas’ lips on her flesh. She kissed Tyler and heard his hungry moan, his tongue and hers dancing, exploring. Thomas wrapped his arms around both of them and gently nipped her neck.
Forget throbbing, her sex ached from need and desire. Tyler broke their kiss and slowly worked his way down her body with his lips while Thomas held her against his chest. She closed her eyes as she tipped her head back and Tom’s lips found hers, eagerly devouring her with hungry, possessive need.
Tyler removed her sandals, then slid her costume bottom off and caressed her legs. He held her hips and she felt his hot breath against her wet slit. Her knees trembled. If Thomas wasn’t holding her, she’d collapse. Then Tyler’s tongue, soft and gentle, a light tease from the top of her folds down as far as he could reach.
“Ohhh!” she whimpered, sucking harder on Thomas’ tongue, spreading her legs for Tyler.
“Did you like that, little slave?” Tyler asked.
She made a sound she hoped they knew meant, “Hell yes!”
“She’s beautiful,” Tyler whispered, one finger carefully spreading her. She loudly moaned into Tom’s mouth as Tyler’s words set her on fire. “You should feel her, Thomas, she’s very, very wet.”
Thomas broke their kiss. “Why don’t you give our little slave a reward right now, Tyler? She was so good tonight. Then she’ll be able to focus on what else she wants to do.”
“Hmm. That’s a good idea.” Tyler licked her again. She shivered, every nerve in her body screaming for release. Thomas held her tightly as Tyler set to work, running his tongue up and down her clit to her pussy, where he slowly worked two fingers into her.
No longer capable of coherent speech, Nevvie threw her head back against Tom’s shoulder, closed her eyes, and moaned. Tyler’s lips and tongue scorched her, branding her as theirs. She gave in to the pleasure, desperately in need of release.
Nothing had ever felt this good, this right. Tyler drew tight circles with his tongue around her clit, then gently wrapped his lips around it, lightly sucking. As her climax rocked her she screamed, grabbing his hair and grinding her hips in time with his motions as he kept her coming and coming for what felt like hours.
When her knees finally failed her, Thomas scooped her into his arms. Tyler stood and leaned in, kissing Thomas.
Thomas moaned. “Damn, she tastes good!”
Tyler licked his lips and touched his lover’s cheek. “You’ll get your turn soon enough.” He unsnapped the leash. “Do you want your collar off or on, sweetheart?”
“On.”
She was recovering from the sensation, her body covered by a fine sheen of moisture as Thomas gently laid her on their bed. Tyler kissed her. She wrapped her arms around his neck, throwing a leg around him.
He laughed. “Did you like that, my sweet little slave?”
“Yes, Master.”
Thomas stretched out on her other side and slid his hand under her top, gently massaging her breast. “I think our little slave should get completely naked.”
Tyler helped remove her top. The men gasped, each bending to take a breast in their mouth, running their tongues around her nipples and drawing soft mewing sounds from her. She put an arm around each head, clasping them to her, tangling her fingers in their hair, praying this wasn’t a dream. Or if it was a dream that she never woke up. Their mouths on her soon had her pussy aching again, throbbing, begging for relief.
Both men were still dressed. Thomas lifted his head from her left breast. “I want to taste you next, little slave.”
All she could do was nod. Tyler took her left breast in his hand, gently rolling her nipple between his fingers while still suckling her right. Thomas kissed down her belly and shifted position to lay between her legs, driving his tongue into her throbbing sex, fucking her with it.
She arched her back and spread her legs wider, giving him full access. This couldn’t be happening! Then he slipped two fingers into her and nibbled on her clit, and as she felt the build-up to her next climax she sobbed with need. His touch was different than Tyler’s, and still so hot and perfect it wasn’t long before she cried out as the next wave hit, leaving her shaking and trembling on the bed.
Tyler took her into his arms and kissed her as she gasped for air. “Did our little slave like that?”
She nodded.
“Would our little slave like us to fuck her?”
“Yes!”
Then Tyler bent to her ear and softly whispered, “Have you been taking the Pill?”
She nodded.
He nuzzled her ear, his voice low. “Tom and I haven’t been with anyone else since we’ve been together. We’re clean, but if you wish, we will use condoms.”
He wouldn’t lie to her. “No.” If there was no risk she wanted to feel her men, wanted them to totally possess her.
“Very good, sweetheart.” He cradled her against his chest. She reached behind her and wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him. Thomas sat up and looked at Tyler.
“Go ahead, Thomas. I think we have a very ready slave who’s dying to feel us inside her.”
Thomas stood and slowly unbuttoned his shirt. “Sugar, I’m going to enjoy this so much,” he said. She shivered in Tyler’s arms as he held her.
“Our Thomas has a wonderful cock,” Tyler murmured in her ear. “Believe me, love, he knows how to use it. I can’t wait for you to feel it.”
She’d seen Thomas bare-chested plenty of times, but knowing his bare chest was about to be pressed against her bare chest intensified her aching need. Lean muscles rippled as he dropped his shirt to the floor. Sparse, curly hair dusted his chest and a thin line of dark hair started under his navel and disappeared beneath his waistband. How many times had she fantasized what he looked like down there?
Thomas opened his pants and as he slid them down, his hard cock sprang free. She moaned. Christ, he was beautiful!
He spread her thighs, kneeling between them, rubbing his swollen head between her legs from her clit to her ready entrance and back. “Do you want to feel me inside you?”
She nodded, clinging to Tyler. “Yes, Master, I want to feel you inside me.”
He placed his large head against her and leaned forward, his hands on the bed on either side of her.
Tyler nibbled on her neck. “Do you want him to fuck you, sweetheart?”
“Please fuck me, Master!”
He pushed in a little, and both groaned. “Jesus, Nevvie, you’re so tight! God Tyler, she’s wet and she’s so tight. Damn!” He slid a little further, not wanting to hurt her, taking his time. Thomas kissed Tyler, then her, sliding in more. “Damn, she’s so hot, Ty.”
“Fuck her well, Thomas,” Tyler said, slipping a hand between her legs, his fingers playing with her clit. “She’s been very good tonight.”