It was her personal fantasy. How did a woman fight her own fantasy? Especially one that had tormented her for nearly a decade. Two men, tall and strong, dominant, determined. Both men hungry for her.
Her head fell back against Dev’s shoulder as he bent to her neck. At the same time, Lucian’s head bent as well, his lips covering hers, his tongue pressing fiercely between her lips to tangle with hers. It was blistering, intense. Sensation exploded beneath her skin as four male hands roamed her body, easing her, sending arcs of white-hot heat sizzling into the depths of her cunt.
She swore she would die from the pleasure. It wasn’t possible that one woman could endure such a high degree of carnal excitement. It surged through her bloodstream, whipped through her womb, spasmed into the depths of her pu**y.
“Soft,” Dev whispered as Lucian’s kiss destroyed her sensibilities. “Such heat. You’re so hot, Tally, I wonder if we’ll survive it.”
His hands smoothed down the silk of her dress as Lucian moved one hand just below her breast. She cried out into his kiss, rising to her tiptoes, her hand gripping his neck as he held her close against him.
“I could eat you alive,” Dev growled as he pushed her hair aside, his lips moving to the sensitive nape of her neck as his hands roamed over the clenching cheeks of her ass.
Tally shuddered at the touch. She could feel her juices spilling from her pu**y, dampening her thong as his hands gripped the material of her dress and began to ease it upward.
She couldn’t breathe and she didn’t care. Lucian’s tongue was an invader, conquering her mouth, swallowing her muffled screams of pleasure as Dev eased the silk over her rear and ran his fingers along bare flesh.
Her hands clenched in Lucian’s hair. Pleasure tore through her body, anticipation setting fire to every nerve ending she possessed.
“Damn, you have the most beautiful ass in the world, Tally.”
Lucian’s lips were frantic on hers now, his tongue plunging into her mouth as she writhed in his arms. Hot male hands parted her legs as Dev knelt behind her. Tally wondered if she could possibly survive so much as another second of their touch.
As Dev’s hand played with the curves of her ass, Lucian tore his mouth from hers, burying his lips in her neck as his hands pushed at the slender straps of her dress and eased them down her shoulders until the tops of her br**sts were bared. She would have protested, would have worried that someone could come upon them if they hadn’t struck simultaneously.
Lucian nudged the silk over one hard nipple and enclosed it in his mouth as Dev nipped at a buttock, his hard hands parting the cheeks as his tongue began to paint hot, rapid designs much too close to the puckered entrance to her ass.
“Oh God! No more.” She arched in Lucian’s arms and, despite her words, held him close to her breast as she felt Dev moving the narrow band of her thong from between her bu**ocks.
The suction of his mouth on her flesh, his tongue whipping over her pierced nipple, his teeth alternately tugging at the small gold loop, had her pu**y pulsing in frantic need. She was burning, melting, and Dev was suddenly there spreading her thighs wide as his head tilted between them, his tongue a lash of excruciating ecstasy as he lapped at the juices spilling from her cunt while one diabolical finger began to breech the entrance to her ass.
Lucian gripped her leg, just behind her knee, lifting it, bracing it against his hip as Dev’s lips and tongue began to torture the bare flesh of her cunt. His tongue slid inside her vagina, pumping in hard, tight strokes as she shuddered in Lucian’s arms.
It was unbearable. If they stopped she would die.
Dev’s finger screwed slowly, deep inside her anus, using the juices that slid from her cunt to ease his way. As her muscles adjusted to that small penetration, he added another, keeping the fiery tension alive, that small spark of pleasure/pain nearly sufficient to throw her over the edge.
“You’re so hot, you’ll burn us both alive,” Lucian groaned at her breast as he held her still for Dev’s explorations. “Does it feel good, baby? Do you like his tongue f**king you, his fingers preparing you?”
Tally shuddered, dazed with pleasure. This was too good. It was more than she had ever dreamed it would be.
“I could lift you now, Tally, push my c**k up your tight pu**y while Dev takes your hot little ass. All you have to do is ask me for it. Tell me you want it, Tally.” His voice was strained, hoarse from arousal as he raised his head to stare down at her in the dim light. “Now, Tally.”
She opened her mouth, the words trembling on her lips.
“Tally, are you out here?” They froze as Terrie’s voice called out imperatively. “I have an emergency in the house. I need your help.”
Like a splash of cold water her friend’s voice filled her senses. Dev cursed as he quickly moved back, smoothing the material of her dress over her bu**ocks as Lucian raised his head and stared down at her with a hunger that speared straight to her soul.
“Tally. I need you now.” Terrie’s voice brooked no refusal. “I know you’re out here.”
“Go home with us, Tally,” Lucian whispered, his fingers straightening her dress as she fought for her sanity. “I promise, you won’t regret it.”
“Tally,” Terrie called again, closer now.
“Tally?” Lucian’s voice was soft yet filled with demand. A demand that shook her to her core.
As much as she needed, as much as she knew she would regret it a second later, she also knew the price would be much too high.
“I can’t.” She stepped back from him quickly, watching his eyes narrow as determination stamped his features.