His fingers pulled at her ni**les, matching up with the rhythm of Lan’s tongue. Over and over, they sent her higher with a tangle of sharp sensations—the slide of Lan’s tongue as he circled her clit, Cooper pulling on her ni**les and whispering filthy hot suggestions. Alea held her breath. Who needed air now with this epic wave of pleasure swelling inside her? She stiffened in anticipation, keening, almost praying to finally feel the release she’d been denied all her life.
Finally, with another slide of Lan’s tongue, the crest broke through her body. Ecstasy unlike anything she’d ever felt or imagined burned the blood in her veins. She felt dizzy, light, euphoric.
Oh god! This was the incredible, mind-altering experience other women whispered and moaned about. This was what made Piper smile all day as she hummed through the palace. The amazing burst of need seemed to take her up, send her soaring until she swore she could almost feel heaven. Her heart roared. Her pu**y felt electric.
Alea came down slowly, panting for precious air. An almost divine peace flooded her mind as satisfaction relaxed her body. She let herself sag in Cooper’s arms, knowing she was warm and safe here.
Lan kissed her pu**y one last time, then crawled up her body, planting his lips on hers.
Now he would take her. Alea swallowed, steeling herself. But she could handle it. He’d proven that he knew how to give nothing but joy and love. If she opened her body to him, it would be all right. She might never enjoy this part, but she would focus on delighting in the pleasure she gave him. Likely, she’d have to remind herself that having a man on top of her wouldn’t be scary or awful. But she wanted to give this to him. She wanted to be completely connected to them all.
Alea wondered where Dane was. He was supposed to join them. Yes, Coop and Lan made her feel incredible, but she wanted Dane, too. When it came to her men, she suspected she would be greedy.
Lan’s tongue invaded her mouth with a hard press of his lips and a barely contained breath. She tasted herself on his tongue. The way he shared the flavor of her pleasure with her felt deeply intimate. Alea tangled with him—tongues, fingers, bodies. His c**k throbbed against her belly. She might be perfectly happy and sated, but Lan needed more. She wanted to give to him as he’d given to her.
“Make love to me,” she whispered.
“Not like this.” Lan brushed her lips one last time, then he spread his big body on the ground beside her, letting his head rest in the soft grass. “I think you should make love to me.”
Then Cooper was helping her up and taking her place on the plush earth next to Landon. “Go on. We want you to explore.”
She dragged in a breath as they displayed themselves for her, all rippling muscles, freshly bronzed from the island sun. Landon was lean like a swimmer, his every muscle perfectly chiseled. He had a cut torso that flowed into long, powerful legs. His c**k was long and thick, standing out from a nest of blond hair. His eyes could be like ice chips, but now they glowed with a brilliant blue warmth. Cooper was built more like a quarterback, tall and buff, with broad shoulders that went on for days. His brown eyes blazed nearly black, searing her.
So beautiful and so different. And both hers.
“Go at your own pace, darlin’. When you’re ready, you take us. Take as long as you want.” Landon offered her his body.
“But please say it won’t be too long.” Cooper’s hand was on his cock. A mischievous smirk lit his eyes. “We’ve wanted this for so damn long, baby.”
With an unblinking stare, she watched his hand move up and down. Cooper was thicker than Lan, but not by much. Both men had long, massive cocks. Cooper’s hand roughed up and down his own, from the tip to the base, just above his balls, then back again. It should have been dirty or she should have felt like a voyeur. But no, this sharing felt natural. They didn’t need modesty in paradise. Arbitrary boundaries just closed them off from one another. Here, now, they were connected and complete. Well, almost.
Soon.
Alea let herself sink to her knees in the velvety grass. They’d left space for her between them, and she took advantage of it. She settled a hand on both of them, reveling in the catch of Lan’s breath and Coop’s groan. She drew her palm up their stomachs slowly, her touch skating up to their muscled chests. They controlled so much strength for her benefit. Both men were deadly, trained to kill, but they used it to protect, not to vanquish or take.
Explore. That was the word Cooper had used. And she did.
Alea leaned over and kissed Landon’s chest, right above his heart. She let her cheek lie against his skin and she could hear his heart pounding. He wrapped his arms around her, and Alea knew he could have held her tighter, but he merely clasped her lightly so that she could escape if she panicked. A sweet but unnecessary gesture. She nuzzled him instead, gratified to hear him groan as he filtered his fingers through her hair.
With a bye-for-now kiss, she left Lan and shifted to Cooper, spreading her lips across his chest. As she pressed her cheek to him, Alea listened to the rhythm of his heart for a moment before sitting up again. She wanted to explore them, but more than anything, she wanted to please them.
“Tell me what you like.” Alea rubbed the flat of her palm against their chests, letting her fingers prowl down their ridged abdomens, gratified when Coop sucked in a breath and Lan seemed to get harder.
“Everything,” Landon croaked.
“As long as it’s you, baby. Touch me. You’ll see the power you have,” Cooper groaned.
That invitation was too good to pass up. Alea shivered at the thought of holding him in her hand both literally and figuratively. How long would it take to give him the kind of pleasure they’d given her?
As she reached tentatively for Cooper’s cock, he grabbed her wrist. “Go on. You can be rough with me. Just…please. Goddamn it, touch me.”
Her breath catching, Alea gripped his erect flesh and gasped. So hard…and yet so buttery soft, like the finest silk. Cooper’s c**k twitched in her hand. The head was almost like a purple plum, swollen and blood-filled. She swiped her thumb across it curiously, gratified by his guttural groan of pleasure.
“That’s it. Fuck, I want to watch.” Landon turned on his side, propping his head on his hand. “Go on, darlin’.”
“Wow, that’s amazing.” Then she realized that sounded silly and blushed. “Sorry. I’ve never touched a c**k before.”
“Really?” Landon sounded stunned.