Page 60 of Sent To A Fantasy World and Now All the Men Want Me: Vol. 1

“You’d rather he keep them on?”

“No.” Briar slipped his fingers beneath the waistband of my boxers. “But I’m doing this because I want to. Not because you told me.”

“I care little for your reasoning. Just remove them, or I will.”

More and more, I was enjoying their banter. Unlike earlier in the clinic when they’d been close to tearing each other’s throats out, it seemed less hostile now.

Briar pulled down my boxers, and the heat from the fire jumped right into my body as that same awkwardness that had me covering my junk in the hot spring with Callum returned. I fought the urge to throw my hands over myself just like I’d done then with him.

Yeah, men had seen me naked before, but it was different when the lights were still on, and the other person—persons, in this case—could see every inch of me.

“You’re so beautiful.” Briar ran his hand over my bare thigh.

“You really are.” Maddox flattened his palms against my chest and gently brushed them over my nipples. They beaded under his touch.

“Y’all don’t have to flatter me,” I said, unsure how else to respond to their compliments. I wasn’t used to it. At all. “You already have me naked. It’s pretty much a sure deal you’re both getting laid tonight.”

“Flattery is not the intention.” Maddox trailed his hands lower. “We only speak the truth.” His fingers moved through my light dusting of pubic hair, coming so close to touching my cock but missing the mark. Instead, he caressed the area on each side of it.

I wiggled on impulse.

“Impatient?” he asked in a somewhat husky voice. “Adorable.”

Briar smiled before kissing my chest. I was sandwiched between them again, but neither of them touched me where I wanted—needed—them most. They knew it too, the jerks. I expected this teasing behavior from Maddox but not from my sweet, gentle Briar.

“Not fair.” An embarrassing whine sounded in my voice. “Both of you still have your clothes on.”

“Ah, he wants fairness,” Briar said against my skin before ghosting his lips over my nipple. “Should we oblige?”

“Two against one sounds better to me,” Maddox responded, the humor rich in his voice.

“That’s not a very knightly thing to say,” I muttered.

“With you deliciously naked like this, I’m not feeling too chivalrous. I want you wrecked beneath me.”

I hardened at his words and the visual they created. When I tried to form a response, none came.

“Wrecked beneathyou?” Briar ever so lightly circled his finger around my hip bone, his mouth still hovering by my nipple. “Only after me.”

“We’ll see about that,” Maddox said.

My nipple beaded tighter as Briar’s lips did another pass, and the warmth of his breath made me wiggle again. My breaths shortened with the anticipation. When his mouth finally came around it, I cried out.

“Briar,” I moaned, spine arching. The sensation of his wet, hot mouth was amazing. Even more so when his tongue joined the mix, flicking against it.

“Does that please you?” Maddox murmured in my ear. “The feel of his mouth?”

“Y-Yes.” My cock throbbed between my legs. I tried to press my thighs together, but Briar moved them back apart as he continued that delicious tongue action. “Oh god. You two will be the death of me. I can already feel it.”

I was a dead Evan walking—er, sitting. On a rug, buck-ass naked, with one hot-as-hell man holding me from behind while another sucked on my nipple. Both enjoyed teasing me, so who knew how long their torture would last.

I loved it though.

“Have your fun now, physician,” Maddox said, his voice even huskier than before. “Because when it’s my turn, my name’s the one he’ll be screaming.”

***

Take the best sex I’d ever had, multiply it by ten, and that would only describe the foreplay with Maddox and Briar. Both men took their time with me, transitioning between soft and rough kisses—to my mouth and other parts of my body. Their light touches deepened as they took turns exploring me in front of the warm fire.