Page 56 of Full Mountie

“Do they have any special meaning?”

Neither of them answer, so I look back at Hugh.

He glances past me toward Lachlan. “Nah.” He shrugs. “Just something we did.”

I don’t buy it for a second. Their feelings for each other are big. Maybe bigger than either of them realize. But getting matching tattoos? Did the artist not say,hey, this is really sweet, how long have you two been together?

Maybe not in Moose Lake.

I roll onto my right side, so I’m facing Lachlan, and there’s just enough room for Hugh to fit in behind me. I change the subject because I want more sex and feelings are complicated. “Did you hear him say next time we’re doing this at his place?” I ask Hugh, but my gaze stays locked on Lachlan.

If the tattoo question bothered him, he’s not showing it. He’s all loose and happy, a big mountain of muscles perched on the edge of my bed.

Hugh kisses my neck. “That’s an excellent plan. And a very generous invitation. You should thank him with your mouth on his cock.”

Lachlan moans as I twist down his body, my hair dusting the ridges of his abs.

I circle his erection with my fingers and hover above him, licking my lips.

Hugh crowds in behind me, his arms wrapping around my body. He cups my breasts in his hands and tugs on both nipples, sending electric pulses into my core. “You get him off, and I’ll make sure you follow.”

Deal. I lower my mouth, soft and wet, and swallow the thick crown of Lachlan’s cock into my mouth. He’s big enough I have to tell myself to relax as I take him deeper. Big enough to make me panic and make me wet at the same time.

I squirm back, finding Hugh’s erection with my bottom as I find a good bobbing rhythm with my mouth.

“Do you want us both in you, beautiful?” Hugh strokes his fingertips around my nipples before tugging again. “Lachlan in your mouth and me in your pussy?”

“She might be sore,” Lachlan mutters.

I shake my head and mumbled that I’m fine, but it probably sounds like gibberish since I’ve got a mouth full of Lachlan.

Hugh rocks against me. “I can be gentle with our Beth.”

No need. I arch my back, practically begging him to take me, and he doesn’t miss the blatant invitation. He disappears for a second, then returns with the crinkle of a condom wrapper. Yes, thank you, sex gods.

I’m not sure what I did to deserve this, I think as I rise up fully onto all fours. As Lachlan takes over playing with my breasts and Hugh strokes my sex from behind, making sure that I’m ready for him. I’m totally ready.

Sort of ready. Getting fucked while giving a blowjob takes some coordination, it turns out. But after the first two thrusts, I realize Hugh is being gentle for another reason—so we can match speeds. He pushes into me as I swallow Lachlan deep, then pulls back so I can take a breath. In, down, out, back. And the whole time, Lachlan’s got a careful hand on me, making sure I don’t lose my balance. But it’s not mechanical at all. It’s…poetic. Like a strange dance, where they’re both partnering me. Strange, but natural. I don’t need to think about the blow job. It’s just happening. Same with how Hugh is fucking me. There’s too much going on to worry about if I feel good, if I’m moving the right way.

I’m just moving. He’s moving me, Lachlan’s moving me, and we’re all gliding faster and faster, spinning and twirling towards a crescendo that should be dirty and messy and maybe it will be. Maybe. But it’s beautiful, too.

Hugh shifts his legs between mine, pushing my thighs wider, and inside he finds a new spot to rub. A magic spot that dulls my awareness of anything else, that steals my breath and makes me rock back against him, harder, harder harder, because I want more of that spot. More of his cock, right there, rubbing just so.

“More,” I moan, and I realize I’ve slipped off Lachlan’s erection. It’s bobbing in front of me, wet and painfully hard, but he just slides his hand over it as I lick my lips and reach for him.

“It’s okay,” he whispers.

“Noo….” I lunge forward, because it’s not.

Behind me, Hugh fucks me harder. “She wants us both,” he growls. “Take her mouth. She’s close, I can feel her hot little cunt clutching at me.”

Lachlan swears under his breath and scrambles to his knees, getting right in front of me. He rubs his cock against my lower lip and I tip my head up, welcoming him back into my mouth.

Hugh squeezes my hips as he resumes those deep thrusts that caused me to derail. Lachlan follows with a shallower pulse, but I suck him in, wanting everything. I don’t care if I choke or gag, I want every last inch of him.

I want them both deep inside me. At the same time. I want to have them as they’ve had each other, I want to have themtogether, because there’s something…oh, God, something…

But there’s somethingelse, too. An orgasm gathering steam, building fast and furiously inside me.

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