Luc chuckled. “Have a little patience.”
“No,” she repeated, looking between the two men.
“Yes,” Deke insisted.
She focused on him as he leaned closer.
“Do it,” he commanded Luc.
With a slow nod, the dark-haired hedonist reached for her legs, caressing his way up, up. “With pleasure.”
Do what? They weren’t going to make her come again. Yet. No matter how badly her body ached and needed, arched and yearned and turned to fire.
Luc answered her question when he curled his palms under her knees and lifted her legs, spreading them high and wide until her legs were folded against her body, resting above either hip. Leaving her wide open. For anything.
She breathed harder at the thought.
“Hold yourself here,” Luc said, bringing her hands under her knees.
They both stared at her exposed sex, eyes hot, determined. No doubt, they were up to something. Something new. Wondering what that something was tied her stomach into knots of apprehension and need.
“Luc…”
“Don’t beg him for mercy. He doesn’t have any. I have even less. You wanted to learn about ménage, kitten. You want your virginity intact. That means we’re going to invade that delectable ass.”
Anal penetration. Now. She could see that fact in their eyes as their stares tumbled across her body, lingering on the swollen flesh between her widespread legs. Secretly, she’d wondered after overhearing one of her brothers wax practically poetic about anal sex. Yes, of course Deke and Luc were going to penetrate her there. How else could she take two men at once?
“Will it hurt?”
“Today will be simple,” Luc assured. “Enough to give you the sensations without opening you too much.”
Deke cut to the chase. “We won’t f**k you here. Yet.” But soon, they would.
Kimber felt faint at the very thought of taking them into her body in the most primitive way possible and giving herself completely to them, letting the pleasure—and likely, the pain— drown her.
She sent them a shaky nod. “Okay.”
“I wasn’t waiting for your consent. You gave that to us when you walked through our front door, suitcase in hand.”
Deke, again. And he sounded angry somehow. Or maybe he was just on the edge.
The enormous erection still tenting his slacks had to require attention… And he was still staring at her sex hungrily, savage need lighting his deep blue eyes. A part of her wanted to protest his arrogant speech. The presumption. Kimber bit her lip, logic telling her that he was right. And that his sexual frustration was doing the talking.
“I know.”
Some of the tension left his body, then he looked down at Luc with a nod. “Finish it.”
“She won’t last long,” Luc commented.
“Kimber may not respond to it.” A shrug of Deke’s massive shoulders was meant to give her the impression that he didn’t care. But she sensed that he did care. Very much. They didn’t leave her wondering for long if she would respond. Moments later, she felt something cool and slippery nudging her back entrance. She tensed, having second thoughts.
No, make that third and fourth thoughts. What were they invading her with?
What if she didn’t like it?
“Don’t tense,” Luc urged. “Push down just a bit. It isn’t big…” Biting her lip, Kimber tried to relax and push down on the invading object, clearly coated in lubricant. She was only halfcommitted to it, hedging her actions.
Until the fire in Deke’s eyes skyrocketed. Until he was forced to rip off his pants, take his c**k in hand, his stare all the while glued to Luc’s gentle probing.