feeling heat pool between my thighs at that idea. “Do you want me in your mouth, Pixie? Do you want to taste me?” His thumb ran over my lips, lifting my face to his.
“I want to taste you, Zev,” I admitted, sliding my tongue across his thumb. He groaned his approval, slipping it into my mouth for me to suck.
“Do you want Chann to fuck you while you suck me, Pixie?” he asked, his eyes so bright they burned. “Do you want to take one of us in your mouth and another inside that pretty pussy?” He slipped his finger from my lips, waiting for my answer.
“Yes,” I confessed, a blush staining my cheeks.
Chann groaned, sliding up to tangle his hand in my hair. “Have you thought of that?” he demanded now. “Touched yourself imagining the three of us that way?”
I groaned, tugging his mouth down to mine, unwilling to wait any longer. I nipped his lip, my eyes meeting his. “Yes,” I hissed. Growls met my ears, and the two flipped me with ease, spinning me as though I weighed nothing at all. I heard the crinkle of a condom wrapper being torn open as Chann slipped behind me, stroking a hand down my spine.
Zev tugged his boxers down, kicking them aside and slipping from the bed to stand beside it. The height was perfect, putting me at exactly the level I needed to reach him without straining. Hesitant, but aching for him, I reached out to wrap my hand around him, sliding my fingers over the moisture at the tip. “That’s it,” he encouraged with a groan.
Chann spread my thighs wide, and I yelped with surprise, nearly tumbling when I felt his tongue glide across me.
“Easy,” Zev murmured, balancing my shoulders. “He’s just making sure you’re nice and wet for us.”
“Not really an issue,” I gasped out, moaning as his fingers slipped inside me. Zev wrapped his hand around mine, guiding me up and down on his cock, squeezing harder than I would have on my own, but from the way he threw back his head in pleasure, he was clearly enjoying it.
“Yeah, Poppy,” he groaned as my touch grew bolder. Chann’s fingers slipped from my channel, and I felt the broad head of his cock replace them. I tensed for a moment, nerves churning inside me.
“Breathe,” Chann told me softly, stroking my back as he pushed in. It burned slightly, but there was no pain this time, only pleasure as he stroked into me. He was deeper this way, filling and stretching me, and I groaned, dropping my head for a moment as I soaked in the sensation of being taken from behind. His hands clenched on my hips as he hissed, sliding slowly in and out. “You ready to try and take him?” he inquired, leaning over me as he pushed in to whisper in my ear. “Open your mouth, Tinkerbell. Lick the head. Taste him.”
Zev growled but didn’t rush me, letting me control it as I grasped him and licked lightly with the tip of my tongue, taking in the salty flavor. He shuddered when I did it again, swirling my tongue around the underside and down.
“That’s it, suck him,” Chann growled, not moving, just letting me play as I tasted Zev. I opened my mouth wide, sucking Zev in deep, making him jerk and swear before I slid him back out again. I looked up at him when he hissed between his teeth, wearing a smile on my lips, and did it again. I loved that I could make him moan with a flick of my tongue. “Ready for us both?” Chann asked softly, and I moaned my approval as Chann reached around to flick my clit. “Hold on to him, Tinkerbell,” he instructed, rubbing in tight circles as he pulled out and pushed back into me. Every thrust pushed me down onto Zev, my hold on him controlling the depth as I sucked and licked. Zev filled his hands with my breasts, flicking and pinching my nipples as Chann rolled his hips with every stroke, pressing into me as Zev filled my mouth.
“Is this what you imagined?” Zev rasped, his voice husky as he watched his cock disappear into my mouth again and again. “Your men taking you like this? Filling you up?” I groaned around him in answer. I was close and I needed to come. Chann thrust into me harder, his fingers working faster on my clit, and I felt Zev’s