Page 67 of Mask and the Magnolia

Neither of them says anything, they just stare at me in a way that makes my knees weak and my pussy ache. As a matter of fact, I ache so much I perfume my brains out while my slick immediately soaks my panties and begins dripping down my thighs.

I grab the front of my shirt and try to tug it down further, a little embarrassed by how turned on I am. I’m no virgin but I can honestly say I have never, ever slicked this much in my entire life. Not even when I get myself off with a vibrator.

”Feeling shy, Maggie?” Desmond asks with a grin of satisfaction. “It’s just us.”

Moving in sync, my alphas scoot to the edge of the mattress, each of them reaching for me, pulling me toward the bed until I’m standing between them.

”You smell incredible, sugar,” Korvin purrs as he presses his nose against my hip. “Good enough to fucking eat.”

”Which reminds me,” Des says as he runs his hand up my calf and thigh, his fingers slipping under the hem of my t-shirt. “What was all that business about licking pussy?”

I look down at them, watching as Vin and Des lightly caress various parts of my body, touching me almost reverently as they explore every inch of my skin.

“I… we…” How do they expect me to form a coherent sentence when they're touching me like this? “It was nothing.”

”Didn’t sound like nothing.” Korvin pushes his face against my belly, nuzzling his way lower until his mouth is so close to where I want him that I can barely stay upright. “Sounds like you need someone to lick your pussy.”

I suck in a breath as I watch him go a little lower, stopping dead level with my aching core, then I moan as Des’s hand moves up under my shirt but stops just below my breast.

”You need someone to eat you out.” Des grins as he playfully bites my other hip.

As if they pulled the answer from me themselves, I nod mindlessly, my eyes riveted to the two of them, waiting to see what happens next.

To my disappointment, it’s nothing.

Korvin and Des stop moving, both of them staring up at me with hungry expressions, but they don’t do shit.

Which makes me whimper out loud in a super needy omega way.

”Consent, Magnolia,” Vin grunts. “You have to give it to us if you want anything more than this to happen.”

”Yes,” I blurt. “Yes, you have it. Both of you. You have my full consent to do whatever you want to do to me, however many times you want to do it.”

Des chuckles as he sits up a little straighter. “Are you sure?”

”Oh my god,” I whine. “Yes, I’m sure. Lick me, fuck me, bite me, make me yours however you want but goddamnit do itnow.”

It’s like my words just opened the floodgates because as soon as they’re out of my mouth, both men strip out of the top half of their jumpsuits and go back to what they were doing seconds ago, but quicker.

Both of Des’s hands are under my shirt, teasing my breasts as he tilts his chin, silently demanding a kiss. One I don’t hesitate to give.

I cup his cheeks and press my lips to his, kissing him softly, tasting him slowly. He’s sweet like pineapple but there’s a kick to it, that spicy quality that dominates his scent. I kiss him again, deepening it as he tilts his head then I gasp into his mouth as Korvin hooks his fingers in my panties and slides them down my legs.

”Vin,” I whine as I let go of Des and grab onto the sides of his neck.

I take his kisses, steal them without asking.

I’m hungry, so goddamn hungry for these men and I want both of their tastes on my tongue before I miss my chance.

Coconut.

Of course Korvin would taste like coconut. It works perfectly with Des’ pineapple but before I can truly appreciate it, Vin is pulling away and my shirt is being pushed up over my head.

”Fuck,” Des groans as he sits back, his eyes moving slowly over my completely naked body. “Look at our girl, Vin.”

”I am,” he grunts. “Fucking perfection.”

A blush races up my neck, staining my cheeks while my alphas devour me with their gaze alone.