Page 66 of Kiss of Smoke

Alec muttered a string of curses.

My gaze flew to Lachlan’s. He leaned in and brushed his lips over mine. “It’s about you,” he murmured, dropping his head and nuzzling the skin under my ear. “Do you want us, lass?” he whispered, his breath tickling my cheek as he toyed with my clit. “Both of us? There’s no going back once we do this.”

“I know,” I said, trembling from the things he was doing with his finger. I was so wet I could hear the loud smack of my juices as he made lazy passes around the throbbing center of my desire. Maybe I should have been embarrassed, but I was too far gone to care. My ass clenched around the plug, which was big but not nearly as big as his dick.

But I wanted it. Wanted them. Forever.

“I want you,” I said, because somehow it mattered that I say it out loud. “Both of you.”

Lachlan pulled back with a big smile on his face. “That’s what I wanted to hear. Now, let’s see you climb on Alec’s hard dick, sweetheart. I think he’s just about ready for you.”

“Been fucking ready,” Alec grumbled, already reaching for me. His big hands circled my waist and lifted me like I was nothing. He positioned me over his cock, which stuck straight up. “Slide on down, lassie. Get me nice and wet.” He lowered me slowly, and the two of us gasped as my sex enveloped his cock.

“Christ,” he rasped, his gaze on my entrance stretched around him. “That’s it, honey. All the way down.”

I shuddered hard at the intrusion, which felt even better than usual because of the plug. When my pussy was flush with his skin, I started to grind.

“God, yes, lass. Ride me.”

I braced my palms on his hard stomach and rocked back and forth, undulating my hips so my clit brushed his dick. I was so primed, my clit so swollen and over-sensitive, I couldn’t hold back. A million tingles rushed over my skin, and just like that I was coming. “God! Oh my…” I rode him faster, sobbing unintelligible words as the orgasm swept me.

He talked me through it, murmuring soft words in his delicious brogue. Telling me how gorgeous I was with my creamy tits flushed and my nipples like two ripe berries. How he loved my tight little pussy milking his cock. His deep voice soothed and praised, carrying me up as I soared and returning me gently back to Earth.

As I slumped forward, warm hands slid over my back. Then Lachlan kissed my shoulder and guided me down until I lay on Alec’s chest with my breasts mashed against his pecs and his cock twitching inside me.

Alec stroked my hair from my sweaty forehead. “You’re so fucking beautiful when you come. I want to see it again.”

The unmistakable snap of a plastic flip cap cut through my post-orgasm haze. A second later, Lachlan stroked a slick finger down my crack, bumping over the plug.

I stiffened, but Alec was right there to reassure me. “It’s all right, sweetheart. Lach’s gonna take good care of you.”

“That’s right, baby,” Lachlan said in a voice thick with lust. His fingers brushed my sex flared around Alec’s cock. “You look so sexy like this. Fucking perfect.” Something warm and wet slid down my crack, and I realized he was lubing me up. He pulled the plug out just a bit, then pushed it back in.

Intense pleasure rippled in my ass and pussy at the same time, and I thrust my hips back before I could stop myself.

Alec moaned into my hair. “Fuck, Chloe, you can’t squeeze me like that.”

Lachlan’s warm chuckle drifted over my head. “That’s a lusty lass. Let’s see you fuck this toy with your pretty asshole. Aye…just like that.” He moved with me, giving me slow, easy pumps with the plug, working it a little deeper each time.

And it was, oh God, it was incredible. My hips rolled hard as more waves of pleasure rippled through me.

Lachlan continued fucking me with the plug, pausing every couple of minutes to drizzle more lube over my crack. In no time, I was reduced to a bundle of nerves and moans, my back arching again and again.

Alec wrapped strong arms around me and spoke next to my ear. “You ready, baby? You want us to make you ours for good?”

“Yes,” I sobbed. “Please…do it now.”

More liquid slid down my crack, and then Lachlan withdrew the plug and pressed his cock to my entrance. I clamped down at once, reflexively trying to keep him out.

“Relax,” Alec crooned in my ear. “Just like we talked about, hmm? Push your hips back. Good girl. Open up and let him in.” Approval laced his tone as I followed his direction. “That’s it, lass. It’ll burn a little, and then it’ll feel really fucking good.”

He should know, I thought as I took deep breaths. He was an anal expert.

His shoulders shook, and then he laughed out loud as he picked up my thoughts. “Expert? Sweetheart, I’m an anal champion.”

The humor broke the tension, which was exactly what I needed to relax. Suddenly, Lachlan surged forward, seating himself to the hilt.

“Fuck,” he growled. “So goddamn tight.”

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