Page 199 of Pucking Sweet

We barely get in the door before their hands are on me, stripping me out of my clothes. I’m down to my underwear before I’m turning and stumbling away on a laugh. “Nice house,” I tease, pulling the pins from my hair to loosen the little Regency curls I had framed around my face. “Can I get a tour?”

“Yeah, this is the living room,” says Lukas, swooping in to claim my mouth in another hungry kiss.

Behind him, Colton kicks off his shoes and pulls off his shirt, tossing them aside.

Lukas picks me up and hauls me into the kitchen, setting me down on the large island. “And this is the kitchen,” he says, biting at my nipple through my lace bra.

I hiss, pushing him away. “Gentle with the boobs, honey. They’re a little sensitive.”

He leans away, his gaze trailing over my chest and down to the little pronounced bump at my belly. It looks larger when I’m sitting. He puts a protective hand over it. Taking a deep breath, he lets it out.Moving more slowly, he unhooks my bra and tosses it aside, revealing my breasts. He cups them reverently, smoothing his calloused thumbs over my skin. Leaning down, he takes each one in his mouth, licking without sucking, swirling his tongue around each nipple, until I’m arching into him.

“Better?” he asks.

I nod, my hand smoothing up his shoulder to tangle in his hair.

Colton steps in behind him, brushing his nose along his neck to nip his ear. Lukas shivers, his eyes still on me, hands on my breasts.

I lean back, bared except for my panties, and watch them. Colton smooths his hands down Lukas’s sides, reaching for the hem of his shirt. He slowly pulls it up, forcing Lukas to raise his arms. Colton pulls the shirt off and tosses it away, one hand wrapping around Lukas’s chest as the other goes to cup his cock through his jeans.

Lukas groans, pressing back against him.

I can hardly breathe. They want this. They crave it with each other. It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. So unexpected, but it brings me nothing but joy. I smile through my tears as I watch Colton kiss along Lukas’s shoulder, up to his neck. “Do you love him?” I ask Lukas.

He nods, his gaze so warm and relaxed.

Colton rewards him by slipping his hand inside his jeans, teasing until he groans.

“And do you love me?” I ask.

Lukas nods again, groaning as he gives in to his pleasure.

Smiling, I lean back on the counter, dropping down to my elbows. “I like you in the middle,” I say. “I like seeing you pinned from behind, unable to escape.”

“I’m not going anywhere,” he says, helping me strip my panties off. He tosses them aside, spreading my legs as Colton starts undoing his jeans. My heart skips when Colton drops down. Circling between Lukas and the island, he sinks his mouth around Lukas’s cock. Lukas groans out a curse. Bending forward, he crashes into me, his mouth dropping to my pussy.

I lie back on the counter, staring up at the underside of a modern driftwood chandelier lighting fixture as Lukas eats me out while Colton sucks his cock. In no time, I’m crying out a little release,pushing on his head. He leans back, lips glistening, a hand on Colton’s head pushing him off too.

I sit up, breathless. “Show me more of the house.”

We don’t even make it halfway up the stairs before Lukas and I get Colton stretched out. He sits naked on the middle stair, arched back to let me ride his face. Below him, Lukas is between his legs, sucking his cock and fingering his ass. I cling to the stairs, grinding against his chin as he hums a curse against my clit.

It’s all I can do to hold back another release as we break apart, stumbling our way up the stairs. This feels like a ritual. There’s no speaking. We have no room left for words. We can only feel what we are together. We stoke these flames, fucking and kissing and touching until I find myself lying on my back in the middle of an extra wide king bed. Lukas is balanced over me, his pretty caramel eyes glassy with need as Colton presses in behind him.

“That good?” Colton asks, breaking the sacred silence as he works his fingers deeper inside Lukas’s ass.

Lukas nods, letting out a breath. “Yeah, it feels really fucking good.” Ducking down, he kisses my breasts, teasing with his tongue, gentle but claiming.

I brush my hand through his hair, heart beating with contentment.

“You’re gonna fuck Poppy’s cunt while I fuck your ass,” Colton directs. “We are gonna claim you from the inside out. Love you so hard. Ruin you for anyone else. You’reours.”

Lukas groans as he drops lower over me. Cupping my thigh with his strong hand, he lifts my leg, making room to slide in. I arch back, letting him take me again. The slide home is so easy. I’m wet and ready and aching for more. I’ll never get enough of them, of this feeling of us.

He kisses me, teasing my mouth open, his breath catching as Colton pushes in behind him.

“Take my tip and we’ll stop,” Colton warns. “You don’t like it, and we—”

“Don’t fucking stop,” Lukas begs. “Cole, please. I need this. Need you. Please, don’t stop.”