“But first,” Bram said, “I want you to sit on my face.”
They maneuvered seamlessly, Bram stretching on his back as Fergus lifted me and settled me astride Bram’s shoulders. Bram took over, sliding his hands under my ass and hiking me to his mouth. His stubble scraped my inner thighs, and I squirmed from the ticklish, pleasurable sensation.
Then he tugged me even higher and fastened his lips around my clit.
Unbearable pleasure.
Aching, spiraling bliss.
For a second, I couldn’t breathe as he worked his tongue all over me, licking from my core to my clit and back again. All the while, his hands played with my ass, kneading and squeezing my cheeks. His slid his fingers back to my hole and teased me there, too, sucking my clit hard as he pushed a wet fingertip into my ass.
I seesawed between the two dazzling points of pleasure, rocking my hips into his tongue and then back toward his questing finger. It was better than what he’d done to me in the shower. Better than anything I’d ever experienced.
He growled against my clit, and his tongue worked me harder…faster, as if he’d grown more excited.
Some instinct made me look over my shoulder, and my heart sped up at the sight of Fergus between Bram’s thighs, his blond head bobbing up and down Bram’s dick.
But he didn’t stay that way for long. He treated Bram’s cock like it was a work of art, sliding his tongue up and down the shaft. Sucking lovingly at the crown. Opening his strong jaw wide and taking Bram down to the root. He swiped his tongue over Bram’s balls, tracing the delicate seam before swallowing Bram’s shaft once more.
Bram did something wicked with his tongue, and I gasped and swung around to find him watching me as he ate me, his tongue spearing me over and over. He pushed his finger deeper into my ass, and suddenly I was coming like fireworks bursting in the sky.
My cries rose around the bed as I shuddered through my release, wetness flooding my sex. He moved his hands to my hips, holding me steady when I might have fallen. Aftershocks were still rippling through me when Fergus lifted me and then resettled me over Bram’s hips.
I didn’t have the chance to worry about accommodating Bram’s size, because Fergus was already lifting me up while Bram guided his glistening shaft to my opening. I sank down, and Fergus reached a hand around and rubbed tight circles over my clit.
“Oh…” I leaned against his chest as I continued sliding down Bram’s shaft, feeling every inch as he stretched me. When I’d taken him fully inside, Fergus pulled my hair back and kissed my neck.
“You’re perfect, lass.” He smoothed his hands up my rib cage to lightly pinch my nipples. “So gorgeous with Bram’s big cock filling your pussy.” He trailed his right hand down to my sex and fondled my clit again. “Now I want you to ride it until you come. Can you do that for me, sweetheart?”
I couldn’t answer. Couldn’t think with his fingers stroking like they were. Everything was more intense with Bram’s cock filling me so thoroughly.
Then Bram began to move, and another orgasm hit without warning. I came on a strangled cry, my hips rolling as Bram gave me easy, shallow thrusts from below.
How many orgasms was it possible to have? Could I handle this many? Wild thoughts spun through my head as I fluttered back to earth and registered Bram’s hands on my waist and his cock stroking even deeper inside me. I rode him, my palms on his chest and my hips rolling. It felt so good to grind my clit against the thick cock filling me.
Fergus moved behind me, and I realized he’d left the bed at some point. But he was back now, his lips planting feathery kisses across my shoulders. He traced a fingertip down my spine, and then gently bent me forward.
Bram met me halfway, his hands sliding into my hair and pulling me down for a kiss. He stroked his tongue against mine, by turns bold and gentle. My breasts mashed against his chest, and I moaned, savoring the drag on my sensitive nipples.
Warm palms ran over my ass, and then Fergus pressed a slick finger to my hole.
I lifted my head, stiffening instinctively.
“Relax, lass,” he murmured, pushing inside. I was still stretched from Bram’s preparation, so his entry was less shocking than it might have been. There was no pain—just a strange but satisfying fullness that made goosebumps rise on my skin.
Wetness dripped into my crack, and I looked over my shoulder to see Fergus focused on my ass, his gaze rapt as he pumped his finger in and out, lubing me up. His voice went deeper than I’d ever heard it. “You should see how gorgeous you look, lass, with your pussy wide around Bram’s dick. So pink and pretty.”
The dirty talk spurred my lust higher, sending waves of buttery warmth rushing through me. “Please,” I moaned, not really sure what I was asking for. My clit buzzed, another orgasm hovering just out of reach. Sprawled on top of one powerful male with his cock buried inside me and another powerful male’s finger deep in my ass, I couldn’t help feeling like a lush, pampered pet. A sexual plaything made for their pleasure.
After a few more minutes of fingering my ass, Fergus withdrew. A second later, the blunt head of his cock pressed against my hole. “You ready for me, sweetheart?” he whispered.
“Yes,” I gasped. “Please fuck me. Fuck my ass.”
Bram slid his hands to my cheeks and gently pulled them open, preparing the way for Fergus to enter me.
Fergus put one big palm in the small of my back and eased forward.
And his cock was far bigger than his finger.