Page 34 of Guarding The Phoenix: Vol. 1

The vision of being sandwiched between two such powerful alphas had arousal zapping along my spine. And my pussy pulsed with voracious need. I clenched my hands into fists, holding myself back even as moisture drenched my sex.

What was happening to me? Since their advent into my life, I’d turned into a wanton woman I didn’t recognize. One who didn’t shy away from carnal delights but reveled in them. One who took what and whom I wanted without consideration for tomorrow.

I wanted their wicked proposition. To have two men bring me pleasure at the same time and experience a menage. It was a naughty act that until now only happened late at night in my mind as I pleasured myself with the lights out.

Should I take a chance and experience one of my darkest fantasies? Or should I shut this all down now? My pulse hammered as I weighed the pros and cons.

At my frozen indecision, Gideon rose from the bed and stalked my way, an apex predator hunting its prey. At his determined lust infused expression, I retreated a step right into the mountain of a man at my back. There was nowhere to run. Axel held my hips steady. Did I want Gideon to catch me? Did I want him to remove the decision from my hands?

Heat spiraled in pulsating fashion into my core. My nipples beaded into hard, aching points. I licked my dry lips. My pulse thundered in my veins. Gideon’s long strides ate up the distance. Did I want to be shared by them?

Oh my god, I had never wanted anything so badly in my entire life.

Gideon stopped a hairsbreadth away. Close enough, I smelled him. Heat rippled off his massive body. My chest rose and fell as I inhaled deeply. My head swam with acute, pulse pounding desire. The air thickened with lust. I clenched my fists. My fingers ached to touch them. Unsure whether it was the right step when I wanted it so fiercely.

Gideon’s fingers tipped my chin until our gazes clashed. “What’s it to be, babe? Want to experience double penetration and have two cocks inside you at the same time?”

His dominant touch sent torrents of immeasurable heat cascading through my body. They waited for my answer like hungry wolves waiting for the slightest sign of weakness to pounce.

The answer was so simple. This was for me. It was my reward for surviving my husband. And I wouldn’t worry if things got sticky afterwards. I would deal with whatever the fallout might be. But this was something I needed.

Taking a measure of control back and giving them an unspoken response, I slid to my knees between them. I licked my lips and circled their hard staffs with my hands. Their powerful, hungry gazes quivered through me. My sex became drenched with need. With my eyes trained on their handsome faces, I licked the crown of Gideon’s shaft, lapping at the pearlescent drops of pre-cum, before turning my head and doing the same to Axel’s ginormous dick.

Axel groaned, like he was in agony. But Gideon narrowed his eyes. “We need your words, babe. Do you want us both to fuck you?”

“Isn’t it obvious? But yes, that’s what I want. But first,” I licked Axel’s cock from root to tip before surrounding the head and sucking him into my mouth while my hand stroked Gideon’s dick. I bobbed my head up and down Axel’s length as much as I was able with his massive shaft, coating it with my saliva.

Then I switched, releasing his shaft with a slight pop, and stroked him with my hand. Because then I shifted my attention to Gideon’s cock. These men were total badasses, but turned to putty with my mouth on them. I teased his crest, lapping at the slit, drawing forth more drops of pre-cum. His salty flavor rolled around my tongue as I enveloped the head, taking him deep inside, widening my mouth until his shaft hit the back of my throat.

Gideon’s gaze hooded as he groaned. “That’s it, babe. Suck my cock like a good little slut.”

I moaned at his dirty words. Because I wanted to be a dirty little slut for them. I ached to have them slake their lust on my body. Use me until I screamed their names over the pleasure they gave me. Then I swallowed him deep, past my gag reflex until moisture rimmed my lashes. He let me set the pace. I ached to have him fuck my mouth. But then I switched back to Axel. My gaze never wavered as I went back and forth, stroking their cocks with my hand when I used my mouth on the other.

“Enough or I’m going to blow my load, Angel,” Axel murmured and withdrew his cock from my mouth with a firm hand.

Hungry, needing to give them pleasure, I turned my attention toward Gideon, silently pouting, showing him how much I craved his cock in my mouth. He leveled me with his smoldering, sardonic smirk. “Nice try, babe, but I want to come buried inside your ass. And if I let you continue with that hot little mouth, I’ll be done for.”

“But—”

“Next time, I swear.” Gideon swooped down and hauled me into his arms. He manhandled me, tossing me over his broad shoulder, and gave my butt a firm swat. I gasped at the stinging pain that bled into my sex and throbbed in wicked delight.

Good god, they had barely touched me, and my pussy was sopping wet for these men. Would I even survive being taken by them both? Was it possible to die from too much pleasure?

Gideon tossed me. I was airborne for a moment and then bounced on the bed, my breath expelled in a whoosh. Before I could recover, he prowled in after, towering over me. Axel joined us, the mattress shifting under his weight. They each took up a position, so that I had a man on each side of me. They stared with lascivious hunger, making me know that the pleasure was only beginning, and I was here for it. Axel was on my right, while Gideon was on my left.

Axel cupped my breast, teasing the nipple until it rose into a turgid peak. Pleasure shot straight to my core, and I gasped, arching up, begging for more. But then Gideon skimmed his sturdy palm down my torso. He wrenched my thighs apart. I whimpered at the wicked thumps in my sex, more aroused than ever before. Gideon studied my face and drew his finger through my soaked slit.

More than ready to get this show on the road, I reached for their dicks, needing to give them pleasure and regain a measure of control. But they caught my hands, pinning them at my sides.

“Oh god,” I murmured, the sensation of their hands on me firing all my cylinders. Flames engulfed me at the simple restraints. My body melted at the incinerating heat. I never realized how much I enjoyed being dominated, but I did so damn much it was insane. And it was mending broken pieces inside me. After years of abuse at my husband’s hands, they were healing me one world altering orgasm at a time. I needed this, needed them in ways that defied convention.

“Now, we’re going to prepare your body to accept us both. If something hurts or feels wrong and you say stop, it all stops. Understood?” Gideon asked, searching my face.

“Yes. Kiss me,” I demanded, aching for his mouth on mine.

“I’m going to do way more than kiss you, babe,” he growled and claimed my lips in a torrid, earth rattling kiss that left me gasping.

They took turns kissing me while caressing my body. Two sets of male hands teased my breasts. It was like they were my reward for surviving my husband. Desire engulfed me. It spun my head and turned me inside out. Combustion of nuclear meltdown proportions was imminent.

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