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Nicole

Threading my fingers through Landon’s thick, wavy blond hair, I ride his face a little harder. The man’s mouth is incredibly skilled, and it will not take me long to reach a climax. I’ve been positively touch starved.

“That’s it, baby. Take what you need from him.” Kerrington’s hands remain latched on my thighs, keeping me spread. I feel dirty and exquisite at the same time.

Pressing back into Kerrington’s chest, I tip my head and squeeze my eyes shut, riding that glorious climb to the peak of ecstasy. Landon shoves two fingers inside me, hooking them to hit my g-spot and I finally unravel.

“There she goes,” Kerrington coos in this calming, satisfied tone. “That’s our good girl. Come all over Landon’s mouth. Soak him, sweetheart.”

And I do. My thighs shake and body practically convulses with the roaring orgasm I have. It’s been a long time since I’ve come like this. Two guesses when that time was, and the first guess doesn’t count.

Kerrington’s erection rubs against my ass while I sit on his lap. There’s lust in Landon’s gaze when he looks at me and drags his tongue along my pussy. The heat between these two makes me dissolve into a puddle of neediness.

“Fuck, I’ve missed your taste, Duchess.” Landon climbs up my body until his mouth is inches from mine. Mischief paints a smile on his handsome face. “Taste her, Kerr.”

I lean a little to the left, making it easier for them to kiss. God, I love the groans they both make when their mouths meet.

“Tastes like Heaven, doesn’t she?” Landon asks in this deep, sexy tone.

“Fuck yeah she does.” Kerrington grabs him by the back of the neck and kisses him again, this time deeper, and my hand slips between my legs to rub out another orgasm. Only one of them stops me before I can see my mission through.

“No touching yourself, Duchess.” Kerrington pulls me back until I’m flush against him again. “If you want to come, ask us for permission. Understand?”

“Yes.”

Something tight in my chest eases a little more. Every time I take orders from one of these guys, I get a little more relaxed. It’s easy. Nice. “I want to come again… please.”

“Mmm, she uses such good manners.” Landon runs his hands over my body, waking it up, and my blood catches fire. I’m hot all over.

Kerrington joins the touching party and whispers in my ear, “My turn.” He picks me up and turns me over on the couch. “Face the wall.” He lightly taps my ass as I get on my knees. “Bend over as far as you can.”

Draping myself off the back of the sofa, I feel lightheaded with need.

“Goddamn, look at her.” He slaps my ass again, this time a little harder, and my pussy clenches. “She’s glistening from that O you gave her, Trick.”

I look over my shoulder at Landon, who’s now sitting in a chair opposite us. He’s pulling his dick out to stroke it. “I want her wetter for us.”

Kerrington chuckles as he runs his hands over my ass cheeks, and I brace for whatever he might do to me. He’s an ass man, through and through, and the only one I’ve let go into my backdoor. Will he do that now?

“I’m going to lick you, finger you, and rim you,” he warns. “And when you’re about to come, I’m going to deny you and have you begging for it.”

Oh. My. God.

“You okay with that, Duchess?”

I nod enthusiastically.

“Use your words,” Landon orders. “Or you get nothing, and you’ll be staying in that position for an hour as punishment.”

“Yes!” I shout. “Yes, yes. ”

Kerrington kneels on the couch behind me and presses his groin to my bare ass. “That’s our good girl.”

He peppers hot kisses down my spine and nips both butt cheeks. Then he spreads them obscenely and drags his tongue along my pussy, tasting me. “Better than champagne.” He plunges a finger inside me and pulls it out, sucking it clean. “You’re an addictive little thing, aren’t you, Duchess?”

I don’t know how to respond to that.

He smacks my ass. “Answer me.”

“I’m sorry.”

He runs his hands over my butt again. “Sorry for what?”

“Being addictive.”

“And why would that be something to apologize for?” He spanks me again, but it’s not hard.

“Because… addictions are problems. They’re bad.”

“Are you bad?” He spanks me again before licking my asshole, rimming it with his tongue while he fingers my pussy a little more.

“Maybe,” I whisper with a half groan. Holy shit that feels amazing.

“Maybe we like bad.” He runs his tongue along my tight muscle again, making my toes curl. “Maybe we’ve missed bad.”

I hold my breath, concentrating on my body instead of his words because I’m scared of the emotions that have awakened.

When he shoves two fingers into my pussy, and another in my ass, I freeze completely. His speed alternates between fast and slow and lightning speed. He brings me to the edge over and over until I’m sweating and so tense I could snap.

“Neither of you can come until I tell you differently,” he barks.

Landon groans. I suck in a harsh breath and hold it.

“Now beg , Duchess.” Kerrington’s fingers are pure torture inside me. It’s the best worst thing I’ve ever felt.

I love it.

“Please.” I suck in another harsh breath. “Please let me come. I need to.”

He picks up speed. “Beg harder.”

“Please!” My thighs shake and fingers dig into the back of the sofa. “Please, I have to come. I… I can’t hold it anymore.”

Landon groans louder, and I can hear him jerking off. The sound of him pleasuring himself has me reeling. I look over my shoulder so I can watch, but Kerrington blocks my view. “Turn around, Duchess. You have to earn the right to watch him.”

I’m going to be sick. Nausea swirls in my belly and stars dance in my vision. “Goddamnit, Kerrington, let me come. Now !”

His speed shifts to a slower one, and I nearly explode with frustration.

“You’ve missed us, haven’t you?”

“I’m not feeding your ego,” I grit out. “Let me come.”

Landon groans again, louder. “Kerr, I’m too close.”

“Stop touching yourself then.”

Landon lets out a guttural noise and his breaths saw out of him, but I think he’s just obeyed Kerrington.

“That’s a good boy.” Kerr runs his hand down my spine, bringing his attention effortlessly back to me. “How bad do you want to watch him explode, baby?”

“So bad.”

“Squeeze my fingers for a count of five.”

“What?”

“You heard me,” he growls, spanking my ass once more.

I try to focus on controlling my body and work my Kegel exercises to grip his fingers while they’re inside me.

“Five, four, three, two… one.” Kerrington twists his hand a little, working my ass and pussy more. “That’s a good girl. Trick, bring your chair over here and sit in front of her.”

Landon drags the oversized lounger across the living room and parks it where he’s told. The man looks as wound up as I am, and I had no idea he’d gotten naked. So, when he sits down and licks his lips, I’m momentarily stunned by his beauty.

Landon’s built like a Greek god.

“Stroke yourself at my speed,” Kerrington orders. Then he pumps his fingers into my holes again while Landon keeps the same pace and jerks himself. “Who should come first, you or her?”

“Her,” Landon growls. “Always her.”

Kerrington plays with my body like it’s his favorite toy. “Beg, baby.”

“Please… oh god, Kerrington, please give me this. I need it.”

He fucks me harder with his hand. My entire body seems to coil and heat. “I’m so close.”

“I know you are.” He spanks my ass with his free hand and says to Landon, “Watch our girl come undone.”

He slams into me, finger fucking me hard and fast until I explode. Screaming with all my might, I fly apart. My vision bursts white and when it’s over, I collapse, gasping for air, sobbing.

“Shh.” Kerrington’s on me in a blink, smoothing back my hair and kissing my neck. “It’s not over yet, baby. I’ve got you.” He rubs my clit in slow circles, and I have no idea how I can possibly come anymore. But heat blooms inside me again and I move my hips to ride his hand. Kerrington smothers me with his scent and touch, his body presses hard against mine. He cups my chin, angling it, so I’m staring straight at Landon. Kerrington’s voice shoots lightning through my body when he says, “Come for us, Trick.”

We both watch in awe as Landon strokes himself a few more times and ejaculates all over his stomach and thighs. I can see his dick jerk, pulsing, throbbing as his orgasm runs through him. His head’s tipped back. His chest expands and contracts with each deep breath he musters.

Fucking hell, he’s stunning.

“Your turn again,” Kerrington whispers in my ear. He rubs my clit harder, faster, and bites down on my neck.

I come on his hand while Landon stares at me with a hooded gaze.

We’re both panting by the time we’re done, and I think my body is melting into the furniture.

“You did such a good job,” he says. “Both of you.”

Landon stands with this lazy, satisfied smile on his face, and approaches the back of the couch. They kiss, with me sandwiched between them again, and I’m suddenly hungry for more. Reaching out, I grab Landon’s dick, which is still wet and sticky from his orgasm, and suck it into my mouth.

“Fuuuuuck,” he whispers.

His deflating cock is soft between my lips and easy to play with. I roll my tongue over the tip and suck on it like a pacifier. Shame heats my face, but I can’t seem to stop. This feels too good. It’s calming.

Kerrington peppers more kisses on my back and works his way up to my shoulders. Gathering my hair in his hand, he pulls gently, making my head tip back. “That’s enough for today, baby. Let him go.”

I stop sucking and Landon steps away, letting his dick plop out of my mouth. I miss his taste already. “But I’m not done.”

“Neither are we,” Landon promises. “Now get dressed.”

“Why?”

He tips my chin, smiling down at me. “Just do what you’re told, Duchess. Follow the rules like a good girl so we can keep rewarding you.”

When Kerrington helps me off the couch, my legs are wobbly and laughter bubbles out of me. I honestly can’t remember the last time I felt this good. “I think you guys broke me.”

“Not yet,” Kerr warns. “But if you want us to, we will.”