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“Fuck,” Alphabet swore as I lapped up that drop and tortured him with the same soft, kittenish licks that had driven Legend crazy. Getting to touch them was becoming my new favorite thing.
“Her mouth,” Legend said as he nuzzled a kiss against the curve of my ass, “is the perfect shape for sin.”
Alphabet fisted my damp hair, but he didn’t pull even as he thrust upward. I was ready though, swallowing around him as he bumped against the back of my throat. “God, she’s going to make me come right now.”
The hand skimming over my ass paused, then delivered a light, if stinging slap. I pulled off Alphabet's dick long enough to twist andstareat Legend. His absolutely unrepentant grin turned me inside out.
“So, you’re not quite into the pain thing unless you’re already on the edge.” He nodded once. “Good to know. Alphabet would like to play more before you make him blow his load.”
For some reason, the absolute absurdity hit me in that moment. “AB can talk for himself, Legend.”
“Legend…” Alphabet groaned. “Fuck me, you told her your name?”
As Legend’s grin grew, more of his tension just seemed to wash off of him. All the earlier worry in his eyes was gone. On impulse, I cupped his face in my hands and dragged him in for a kiss.
He didn’t make me wait nor did he remotely complain about it. Understanding struck like lightning—sudden, blinding, and irreversible. And in its wake, a storm of want surged through me. I needed them both, wildly, unbearably. “How do we do this?” I asked on a gasp as I pulled back and looked at Alphabet.
“Yes, I told her my name.” Legend’s smile echoed in his words. “Worth it. Tell her yours… I bet it turns her on even more.”
“Tell me, don’t tell me,” I said, waving that aside. “Right now, I want to feel you both. I want—Iwantto come and I want to come with both of you.”
It might have come out a plea, but I was serious. Why had I never paid attention to all the sexcapades the other models sometimes got into? I’d never done a threesome. The shakiness in my limbs came from wanting to touch them and be touched and it was a little harder to do when I was focused on one or the other.
How was I supposed to do both?
“C’mere, Gracie,” Alphabet spoke in a low, molten voice, each word dripping with intent as he curled his fingers with slow, deliberate grace—like a promise wrapped in silk. “Come kiss me, we need to make sure you’re wet and figure out if you want anal or to do this another way.”
The offer spun me out—heat rising, balance gone. I couldn’t tell how my arms and legs kept moving when everything else had gone slack. Then I was over Alphabet and he claimed my mouth as he pulled me down flush against him.
His kiss turned slow and almost sweet, small biting nips interspersed with longer, deeper invasions of his tongue. It was hard to hold onto anything as they seemed intent on taking me apart.
What a way to go.
Legend’s fingers trailed along the back of my thigh, a reminder that he was there. Then those magical fingers teased along my slit and I was pushing back at the first push of two fingers into my cunt.
Moaning into Alphabet’s mouth, I tried to rock back on Legend’s fingers, but he was already pulling away. Alphabet’s arms tightened around me, not letting me go.
Their hands were everywhere and they were hot, demanding. One moment I would be grinding against Alphabet and then Legend would stroke me and I would arch, trying to press back to him.
Dark laughter, deep and hypnotic shook me between them. When Alphabet finally released my mouth, he didn’t let me go far. Instead, he pulled me up a little higher so he could tease and torment my nipples.
“One sec,” Legend murmured, but the words only half-registered as I arched against Alphabet’s wicked mouth. He pushed us up, until he was sitting and half bent as I arched backwards. Yoga practice suddenly seemed like a good thing.
This position also let me see Legend coming back out of the bathroom with a smirk on his face. He paused to tilt his head to the side as he watched us.
“Does his mouth feel good on you, Gracie?”
“Yes,” I exhaled the word because even with me trying to stroke Alphabet’s shoulders and his head, I couldn’t reach everywhere. At the same time, his cock was pressed right up against my cunt. Each time I started to glide, one or both of them would lock my hips into place. “Mean.”
The complaint slipped out on a bit of a whine. Alphabet gave the nipple he wasn’t sucking a firm twist. The pain lanced right through the pleasure, twisting me up like a live wire and sending fresh shocks with every new caress.
“Keep her busy,” Legend ordered.
“With pleasure,” Alphabet responded, with a fist in my hair, he pulled my mouth back to his as he stretched out flat. Legend stroked his hands up and down my back, roaming from my nape to where my ass curved against my leg.
Thoughts scattered under Alphabet’s full sensual assault, then Legend lifted my hips. Cool air flowed between my legs, but Alphabet kissed a path to my ear and it gave me a moment to press biting kisses of my own to his neck and then to his pec.
“A hickey for a hickey,” I informed him and his laughter just added another drug to our kiss when he hauled me back to him. Fingers teased along my slit, then began to lightly massage my clit as another pair of fingers pressed into me. I swore, but the word was utterly muffled by his gagging kiss. The caresses from both hands sent me skyrocketing.