How long had he waited for her to beg? He’d dreamed about little cries and pleas coming from that succulent mouth since the day he’d met her. He’d gone to talk to her about her brother’s condition. He said all the right words that day, but all he could think about was getting her to kneel at his feet, placing a collar around that graceful neck, and making her his.
“Please, Leo.”
Normally he would insist on Sir, but he loved the way she said his name. He knew he should correct her. He should keep that small but necessary distance, but instead of what he should have said, he teased her pussy with the tips of his fingers. “Again.”
“Please, Leo. Leo, I need it. Please.”
He couldn’t wait a minute longer. He dropped to his belly and settled in. He pressed her legs wider and pulled the petals of her sex apart, revealing glorious pink and coral and red flesh, all of it painted with the pearly juice of her arousal.
With a long, slow lick of his tongue, he tasted her for the first time. Tangy and sweet, the flavor exploded on his tongue, penetrating his senses. He was filled with her. She invaded his every sense. He ate at her pussy, reveling in her taste. He breathed in her scent until it was the only thing he could smell. Her skin was soft beneath his hands, and he couldn’t help but stare at her pussy. It was a work of art. The more he licked and suckled and gently bit, the more it bloomed for him like a flower that had needed light for so long and had just found the sun.
Her whole body quivered. Leo looked up and saw that Wolf was holding her down, his big hands acting as bondage, keeping her still. Wolf was whispering to her, his tongue coming out to lick along the shell of her ear. His brother kept her spread for his pleasure, a living, breathing, sentient bond. But unlike the thin jute rope Leo preferred, his brother wasn’t a simple tool. Wolf had made an active choice to share his sub, and now he chose to allow Leo to go first.
What the hell was wrong with his brother? Did Wolf want to force her to choose between them? Was he trying to compete?
Or was he trying to bring them all together and form the odd family he’d been looking for since the day he’d been old enough to know what he wanted?
Leo kissed her thighs and gently worked his finger into her cunt. Her tissues were swollen with blood and slick with juice, every inch begging for a cock. His mind whirled. This was more than a fun little fuck. Would he be able to walk away?
He couldn’t share. Not long term. Hell, he wasn’t even sure he could commit long term. His marriage had been a mess. He’d distanced early on. What if this was all he could offer a woman?
The muscles of her pussy quivered around his finger. What if Wolf was offering him the best of both worlds? A sub he could sink into again and again and walk away from when he needed to. Wolf would take care of her. Wolf would love her. Wolf would offer up his enormous heart on a platter. He probably crapped hearts and rainbows. Wolf would be her everything if she let him.
And Leo could be that guy who gave her a quick fuck. Yeah, that was what he was good for. So why couldn’t he walk away? Because if that was all he could get, he would take it as often as he could. She never had to know that he thought about her every minute of the day. She never had to know how she’d taken a stranglehold on his heart and soul to the point that he hadn’t fucked another woman in almost two goddamn years because all he could see was her face.
Wolf was offering him the only piece of heaven he would ever have, and damn if he wasn’t going to take it.
And he wasn’t about to be a selfish prick.
He pushed himself up. “Come on, pet. Your Dom has been incredibly patient. I’d like to see how you suck a cock. Start with Wolf’s.” He turned to his brother. “If you high-five her, I swear I’ll punch you.”
Wolf grinned as he helped her sit up. Shelley’s chocolate brown eyes were dazed, and Wolf passed her off to Leo, settling her naked body in his lap. He wrapped his arms around her.
“But I was so close,” she whispered. “It was right there.”
Bryce Hughes was a motherfucker, and if he’d been alive, Leo would have killed him. “Baby, he never made you come, did he?”
She shook her head. “I didn’t even really think I could until tonight.”
When his brother had gotten her off in front of a dungeon full of people. Wolf had given her her first real taste of pleasure. The least he could do was give her the second. “Get on your knees, baby. You’re going to suck Wolf off while I finish the job.”
“I like the way big brother thinks, sweetheart.” Wolf had tossed off his T-shirt, and his hands were on his jeans. He shoved them down and proved he still enjoyed the term “commando.”
Shelley sat up. Leo couldn’t help but sigh. It was obvious she was impressed with little brother’s package.
“Well, pet, go on. It’s obvious you would like to inspect that monster a little more closely.” He patted her ass as she got up, then shot his brother a look. “Now I understand why you act the way you do. You don’t have any blood in your brain, do you? It’s all in your cock.”
His brother grinned, palming himself. His cock stood straight up, practically pointing where it wanted to go. “Who needs a brain right now? But you could probably use a little of this.” Wolf tossed him a blue container.
Lube. Damn, Wolf was going to kill him. He wanted Leo to start stretching her ass so one day she could take a cock up it. Wolf’s cock most likely. The idea of his brother taking Shelley’s ass didn’t piss him off the way it should. Wolf would be gentle with her. Wolf would rather cut his cock off than hurt her, but Leo wouldn’t be there. That hurt.
Leo lubed up his hand. He had some work to do. He wouldn’t think about the future. He wouldn’t think about anything except how good it felt to finally have his hands on her. He got down on his back and slid between her legs. Fuck. This was his favorite place in the world to be, staring up at her pussy. He let his hands find her ass, cupping the round cheeks and getting a nice firm grip. “Take him in your mouth, pet. See how much of that monster you can handle.”
“How am I supposed to concentrate when you’re doing that?” Shelley whimpered as Leo pulled her down so she was almost sitting on his face. He pulled her cheeks apart and started to rim her asshole. He couldn’t see it, but he knew it would be tight and rosy pink. He worked his pinky finger over and around and around, pressing in lightly as he tongued her pussy.
He smacked her ass with his free hand. “You will if you want me to continue, pet. You’ll make Wolf howl.”
“Yes, Leo.” She breathed the words out. She leaned over, bringing her pussy onto his mouth.
Leo latched on, suckling her clit, letting her taste fill his mouth once more. He had to concentrate. It would be so easy to lose himself in her cunt, his tongue thrusting up, fucking her like his cock would take her. He could suspend himself in the moment, never needing to leave. But he needed to get her ready.
He nosed her clit.
“Don’t you stop sucking me.” Wolf had lost any semblance of playful lover. His brother’s voice had gone to that hard Dom place Leo knew so well. “I’ll pull you off him if you stop.”
Leo sort of wished he could see her. God, when had that happened? He actually wanted to watch her suck his brother’s cock. She would be beautiful, her tongue lavishing affection. Leo could sit back and enjoy the view and know it would be his turn next.
He pressed his finger in, the tight ring of her anus finally giving way. He stretched her, massaging the hole until he got in to his first knuckle. Shelley’s body moved in a staccato rhythm as his brother seemed to get damn serious about fucking her mouth. Leo rode the wave, his tongue worrying her clit, his finger fucking her ass in earnest now.