Once in a Dragon Moon - Ophelia Bell Page 0,25

that the shower spray was inches away from drenching all three of them.

Teague chuckled as she faced him. “Oh, I promise you Gunther never does anything without a good reason. I’m on board with his plan, aren’t you, Jake?”

She covered his mouth with hers and tugged the hem of his shirt up, only parting for breath to pull it over his head before resuming the kiss.

“Absolutely,” Jake said from behind her, closing in and pressing his lips to her neck, then her shoulder.

She shoved Teague’s pants off his hips, humming happily when his thick erection sprang free and brushed against her belly. Then she turned and bestowed the same attention on Jake, kissing him slowly while she undressed him, both of them allowing Teague to gradually lead them beneath the shower’s spray.

Jake was gloriously naked by the time the water began pelting them, and Ksenia leaned back against Teague to take in the sight of it coursing over Jake’s big body.

“Gods you guys are something else,” she said, shaking her head in wonderment.

Teague dipped his head to her ear, “We’re even better with you, you know. You complete us.”

He curled his arms around her belly, sliding his hands up to cup both her breasts as he nuzzled her neck, leaving delicious nips along her shoulder. Jake faced her again, just watching for several heated seconds as Teague teased her.

“Use the soap,” Jake suggested, reaching for a round ball dangling from a rope on a hook nearby.

Teague grabbed it out of the air when Jake lobbed it, then lathered it up in his hands in front of Ksenia before tossing it back to Jake. Then he cupped her breasts again with soapy hands, gliding his fingers around in tightening spirals until he encircled her nipples over and over.

“We don’t want to skimp on the real task here or Gunther would have our asses,” Teague murmured in her ear. “Need to make sure you’re good and clean.”

“I get it. Best make sure you’re thorough,” she breathed, not sure if she was more aroused by Teague’s touch or by the fact that Jake was lathering himself up with the soap now, rubbing it over his thick chest until foamy tufts drifted down his abs. He seemed to grasp how enthralled she was, because a glint of a smile tugged at one corner of his mouth.

When he wrapped a hand around his shaft, Ksenia swallowed hard, only then realizing how dry her mouth had gotten. “You guys are killing me. Can we please fuck soon?”

“Not until you’re clean, honey,” Teague said, sliding his hands down her belly now and soaping between her thighs. His fingers drifted through her engorged sex, only adding to the torture as he made a show of washing her when all he was doing was tormenting her more. “Now bend over so I can make sure I didn’t miss a spot,” he said.

Jacob stepped forward then, holding out his hands to offer his support as she bent at the waist, obediently spreading her legs for Teague’s inspection. Teague rubbed both soapy hands over her back, then down her ass, spreading her wide and cleaning between her legs.

“Gunther made a mess of you, didn’t he?” He swirled a fingertip between her folds and glided it over her swollen clit, forcing her to bite her lip against a groan of need. “I think we need to get in there a little deeper.”

She was beyond objecting, or even asking what the hell he meant. A second later the sound of the water changed, and she glanced back to see Teague holding a second, detachable showerhead, its pulsing streams whipping rhythmically against the tiles at her feet. Then he aimed the hot pulsing flow right at her ass, moving it in a slow arc so it shot straight at her already abused pussy. When one of the pulses hit her clit, she cried out from the acute blast of pleasure, gripping harder at Jake’s arms to maintain her balance.

The spray disappeared, leaving her both relieved and even more aroused than before. “We’re good back here. Jake, you get her front.”

He handed off the showerhead to Jake, who took a second to rinse his own soapy front while Teague urged her to stand again, backing them both beneath the stationary showerhead dispensing hot water.

Gods, how the hell had she ever lived without showers like this? Even the thermal falls weren’t ideal because they always smelled like sulfur. Last night’s shower in her own bathroom had