Love Under Two Outfitters by Cara Covington (the false prince series .txt) 📗

The bedroom door closed behind them, and most of that tension fled.

Nerves grabbed hold of her belly, but she didn’t mind. There was something about this edgy excitement, this hot anticipation. She closed her eyes and drew that into herself, letting this moment shine, etching it into her memory.

Then Alice took two steps away from them and turned to face them. Creativity failed her in that moment, because both men looked really, really triggered. So she reached back to that day in her memory, at brothers’ house, that moment when she knew what she wanted—what she intended to have, and adapted her words to this new reality. “Somebody had better fuck me.”

“Don’t worry, sweetheart, we both will,” Ken said.

“And you can bet they’ll both be damn good ones.”

Alice felt pinned by the heat in Ian’s gaze. A deer caught in his headlights, she watched as he and Ken approached her. The press of heated strength against her back as Ken braced her and the slow hardening of her nipples as Ian stopped a bare inch before the front of his body touched hers shot her arousal to new heights. Dampness now caressed her labia, and her inner muscles clenched.

“Did you think we didn’t want you, baby girl?” Ian laid his hands on her shoulders then stroked down her arms. His hands took hers, and he laced their fingers.

She could feel the slight tremor that was his, and she understood that his need for her was nearly as desperate as was hers for them both.

“Did you think we were playing games with you?”

“No. I thought you both were so caught up in your planning for the perfect moment that you forgot that I have a say, too. If this relationship is to be a true relationship, then I have to have a say, too.”

Ian’s gaze gentled. “So you do. I guess you were having your say tonight at Aunt Samantha’s dinner table.”

Alice grinned. “I was discreet.”

“You were. I’m pretty certain that there was at least one person there who had no idea what you were up to.” Then Ian’s gaze changed again.

He’s so mercurial. His mood, his needs are right there in his eyes, right there for me to see.

She needed to say just one more thing. “The only thing I need for this to be the perfect moment is the two of you.”

“Good. We won’t be the least bit discreet, not behind these doors.” Ian bent over and kissed her. His mouth covered hers, a hot, moist, delicious capture that begged her surrender. Alice sank into him, drinking him, using her tongue to caress his.

From behind, arms enfolded her, and then fingers began to release the buttons of her silk blouse.

Cooler air caressed her heating flesh. Ian released her fingers, allowing Ken to slide the garment down her arms and off.

Ian lifted his lips from hers. He met her gaze and then deliberately looked down. Alice felt her bra release just before its straps also slid down her arms and off. Her nipples puckered even tighter, and her pussy clenched again.

“Beautiful.” Ian lowered his head and took her left nipple into his mouth.

“Gorgeous.” Ken cupped her right breast and began to tug on her nipple.

Alice arched her back, the unbelievable heat, the soaring arousal, as potent this time as it had been the last time…the only time.

Her knees gave out, and Ken’s arm around her waist kept her from falling. Ian lifted his head and stepped back just enough that he could kneel in front of her.

“You’re so damned responsive. You came the last time when all we did was play with your breasts and gently brush your clothing over your pussy. And right now, I think you’re as hot as we are.” He made short work of removing her shoes and socks. Then he stripped her of jeans and panties. He gained his feet and immediately stepped to the bed and yanked the sheet and blanket out of the way.

Ken scooped her up and laid her on the mattress, on her back, and then stood beside his cousin. Both men kept their gazes on her as they each got naked as quickly as possible.

Watching them strip, taking in the sight of their bare chests, corded muscles, and wonderfully erect cocks made her hornier than she’d ever been. Knowing she was playing with fire, she spread her legs, bent her knees, and began to stroke the fingers of her right hand through her very wet folds.

“You’re in a hurry.” Ken came down on the bed on her right side.

“I can’t help it. I need…”

Ken placed a finger on her lips. “We know. I guess there’s only one thing we can do.”

“Yes, please. Now.”

Both men laughed. Ian reached out to the bedside table and pulled out a handful of condoms. He set most of them at the head of the bed, but he handed one to Ken and kept one for himself.

“What my cousin was attempting to say was that the only thing we can do is make you come so much you won’t be able to move—and when we’ve done that, being in a hurry won’t even enter your mind.”

“A challenge.” Alice grinned. Is making love supposed to be funny and fun? She’d think about all she’d missed out on during her one other relationship, but later.

For now, she ran her fingers through her pussy one more time and mentally fist-pumped when Ian’s eyes widened and his nostrils flared.

And then he came down between her bent knees. He lifted her fingers from her pussy and gave that hand to Ken.

Ken began to suck her fingers, and she snapped her attention to him.

And gasped when Ian laid his mouth on her cunt and began to plunder.

They worked in tandem, and Alice could do nothing but feel. Ian’s lips and tongue caressed and delved. Finished with her fingers, Ken fastened his lips on one nipple and suckled hard. She felt fingers stroke over her labia and then felt them push into her.