She swallowed, licking him slowly and thoroughly. Once she was done, Boone reluctantly pulled from her mouth and hunkered in front of the tub. He cradled her face. His lips met hers in a lush, exploring kiss while Max massaged her breasts and continued his indulgent thrusts into her wet core. Boone’s tongue glided along hers, mimicking the motion of Max’s cock. He leaned back, his eyes dark and purposeful. “I believe in returning favors.” He pushed to his feet and shucked his jeans. A second later he joined her and Max in the steamy water. His hands ghosting over her skin, Boone licked the valley between her breasts before journeying to her nipples. She squirmed and gasped, the combined pleasure of Max and Boone almost too exquisite to bear.
Without warning, Max rose from the water, taking her with him. He sat on the edge of the Jacuzzi, positioning her so that she still faced away from him and straddled his cock but her feet were planted on the tub’s tiled ledge rather than in the water. Boone moved between their spread legs and a moment later, his tongue swirled over her clit. She shivered at the foreign and incredibly naughty sensation of Boone going down on her while Max’s cock filled her.
“Does his mouth feel good?”
She shook, incapable of answering Max. His hands returned to worshipping her breasts. “Do you want us both together? Inside you?”
The notion of both their hard cocks buried deep in her pussy and ass was enough to trigger a small tidal wave of orgasms. Boone’s chuckle grazed her clit and he looked up at her. “Should we take that as a yes?”
She pressed her cheek against Max’s chest, unable to voice her desires. He withdrew from her soaked sheath and combed his fingers through her hair with enough gentleness to bring tears to her eyes. “This night is for you, Willa. There’s nothing to be ashamed of.”
“B-but you’ll be upset if I say yes.”
“No. I want to give you this.” He coaxed her to meet his eyes, and she saw the heat and tenderness held within them. “Not to mention, I want to make you lose control and come like crazy on our cocks.”
Max’s admission made her shiver. His hand slid to her breast, teased her rock-hard nipple. “Have you ever had a cock in your ass?”
She shook her head, and he flicked the corner of her lip with his tongue.
“Do you want mine there?”
Oh goddess. “Yes.”
A splashing noise drew her focus back to Boone, and she glanced at him as he grabbed something from the opposite end of the tub. She inspected the bottle in his hand. Unscented massage oil. “Did you guys put that there earlier?”
Boone’s eyes twinkled. “No, but I think we should thank Justin for his impeccable taste in bathroom accoutrements.”
Right. Like there’d be any chance in hell she’d divulge to the duke what the three of them were about to do in this tub. Boone unscrewed the cap from the bottle and set both on the side of the tub. “Why don’t you grease up Max while I get you ready?”
It took a moment to realize Boone was referring to the oil. And Max’s cock. Yeah, she doubted Max would go for the idea of Boone handling him. Though to be honest, it would be incredibly hot to see Boone’s fingers slicking along Max’s rigid length. She bit her lip in an effort to stifle her moan. Boone helped her to turn so that she was facing Max. Their gazes crashed into each other. Her heart pounding with excitement and an overflow of love, she leaned forward and kissed Max. He sipped at her lips, building the ravenous fire in her belly. His tongue curled around hers the exact moment Boone’s traced the curve of her tailbone. Boone gripped her butt cheeks and spread them. A second later she felt something soft and wet circling her hidden rosebud. Her eyes widened before crossing. A strangled gasp lodged in her throat.
“What is he doing?” Max’s voice was like gravel as he nibbled her lip.
“L-licking me.”
“Where?”
She couldn’t say the word. It was just so…dirty. So why did it feel incredibly naughty and delicious? Max’s warm breath feathered her mouth. “You haven’t answered me, baby.”
“Please don’t make me say it.” She groaned as Boone teased her with a slow, luscious stroke.
“Is his tongue playing with your ass?”
She whimpered in verification, and Max’s eyes blazed. “Does it feel good?”
There was no point in denying the obvious. She nodded, and Max sucked on her bottom lip before giving a sexy growl. “I can’t wait for my chance to do that. I’ll spend all night worshipping your ass and pussy with my mouth. Damn well count on it.”
Another chuckle came from Boone. “Hot as it is listening to your guy’s sex talk, we need to get the show on the road before I shoot off on my own here.”
She grabbed the bottle of massage oil and poured a healthy amount into her palm. Taking Max’s straining shaft in her hand, she lubricated his length with oil until his cock was glistening and swollen from her loving ministrations. His head had fallen back, revealing the tensed cords in his neck. He sucked harsh breaths through his teeth. It was obvious that he was desperately grappling for control, and the knowledge only drove her arousal higher.
Boone cupped her hips. “I think you’ve tortured him enough, darlin’. How about you let me and Max change places?”
She maneuvered out of the way while Boone replaced Max on the edge of the tub. Good goddess. Was she really going to go through with this? Not giving her time to let the uncertainty sink in, Boone reached for her. She hesitantly crawled into his lap and he hugged her, his palms skating in soothing circles along her spine. He kissed her before looking into her eyes. “Tonight is a gift I will treasure forever. And I know Max will too. You’re amazing, Willa.”
His words were like a balm to her doubts, and she snuggled into him with a sigh. The broad head of Boone’s cock eased into her slit. She shifted her hips and he sank deeper. They both groaned and she felt Max’s heat blanketing her back. A second later, his thickness nudged at her rosebud. The oil and her steam-relaxed muscles aided his penetration, and she barely experienced any discomfort as his shaft lodged to the hilt in her ass.
She was stuffed to overflowing with cock. Her body trembled with the magnitude of it. The indescribable pleasure of it. “I…it’s…oh goddess.”
Boone leaned back on his elbows and pumped his hips in slow countermotion to Max’s strokes. The friction of their dueling cocks soon had her gasping and mewling, clutching Boone like an anchor in the tempest of their pleasurable torture. His eyes were locked on her, filled with a fierce, inner heat. She imagined the same look on Max’s face as he pounded into her from behind.
As if he’d plugged into her thoughts, Max leaned down and kissed the side of her neck while he shafted her ass with deep thrusts. “Come for us, baby.”
It was all the invitation she needed. The orgasm exploded inside her and she cried out, her body alive with the fiercest pleasure she’d ever known. Max’s responding shout when he joined her in release plunged her deeper into the ecstasy zone.
Something shifted within her, like a door opening, and everything came crashing back like a tidal wave of images pummeling her brain. Tears streaming down her face as she clung to Aurele, the older woman’s footsteps pounding on the palace’s stone floor. Shouts and screams melting into the darkness as she and Aurele escaped through the portal. Waves all around her while an odd light strobed in the distance.
“The lighthouse.”
She didn’t realize she’d blurted the words until she snapped to and met Boone’s crooked grin.
“Not usually something a woman yells at climax.”
“I remember going there, after Aurele and I escaped.”