Page 44 of Hexed, Vexed, & Undersexed
My lip tucks between my teeth as he slowly undoes the buttons of his shirt, revealing a white undershirt stretched tightly over his muscles. I just nod because words fail me to describe just how much I really am enjoying the show. Kai chuckles at my expression and follows suit by simply dropping the towel that somehow stayed around his trim waist like magic. . .
It hits me that hewasusing magic.
Duh.
But, seriously, I’m otherwise distracted.
“This is not what I was expecting when I woke up this morning,” I whisper, salivating at the two of them when they’re finally naked.
Sculpted muscles, sexy smirks, half-lidded gazes, andveryhard broomsticks.
Yum, my ovaries drool, so much so that it trickles down the inside of my thigh.
Kai is leaner than Preston, but both are cut and defined. My reproductive parts begin singing hymnals as Preston strides forward and kneels between my legs. A pained moan escapes my mouth as he grips my thighs and spreads me wide.
Hallelujah,the skanks inside of me chant.
Preston seems to know what I want—what I need—because he doesn't bother with foreplay or teasing. The bulbous head of his cock presses into my entrance, and I hold my breath in anticipation. Instead of pushing in slowly like I expected, he thrusts forward, plunging in all the way to the hilt. Clawing at the bedding, stars burst in front of my eyes at the sudden stretch and lust explodes throughout my body.
So deliciously, fucking full, I think, panting as he slips almost all the way out before slamming home once more.
I don't bother being quiet, knowing that they can't hear me back at the house. So, I let myself go, giving in to Preston's unforgiving pace and Kai's heated gaze on my body. My nipples pebble as a heated mouth and a skilled tongue circle over the sensitive peaks. Kai's teeth graze the skin the same time as Preston's fingers skip over my clit. The combination is quickly becoming too much to handle. I can't catch my breath. Between my whimpering moans, my eyes squeeze shut as I arch up. When I finally reach my release, I shatter between the two of them. Shaking against my soft sheets, I ride the aftershocks. Before I can fully come down, though, Preston moves from between my legs.
"Aww, don't pout, Nora," he whispers with a chuckle. "Don't worry, there's plenty more coming. At least, if Kai's still got it after so many years."
"Of course, I do," Kai scoffs, slipping to where Preston just vacated. But, instead of sliding in, he flips me over and tugs me back until I’m on all fours. "Let's see who can make her come faster, shall we?"
"Oh, well, if I knew this was a competition, then I would have done so much more than I had," Preston murmurs, kneeling on the bed. His emerald eyes center on me as he talks, and then he grins.
Like the sun peeking through on a cloudy day, his dimples appear.
And that’s how my ovaries die—kidding.
Unable to stop myself, I lean forward, licking the indents like I’ve wanted to since I first laid eyes on him. Preston almost growls, kissing me fiercely. Kai on the other hand, is palming the crest of my thighs. Moving up, he massages my clit roughly until I'm quivering at his touch.
"It'sdefinitelya competition," Kai counters after a little while, his hand shifting away from my wet pussy—thank my lucky pentagrams that he replaces it with his cock.
Doing the exact opposite of Preston, Kai rocks into me at a leisurely pace—torturously slow. My body’s engulfed in a wash of near painful tingles by the time he bottoms out. His hands grip my hips tightly, his body almost trembling as he holds himself back. As soon as he starts to move in earnest—to truly fuck me the way I know Kai wants to—it doesn't take long for my body to reach the edge once more.
Preston's demanding tongue and sharp nips swallow my cry as I come. Neither man lets me relax; somehow, the two of them began working together without me realizing it. Before I know it, I’m lifted up and straddling Preston's lap. I don't wait, sinking down onto him because now that I’ve had a taste of both of them, I cravemore.
"Do you have any idea how fucking sexy you are, Nora?" Preston queries roughly.
He’s propped up against my headboard, wearing a Cheshire grin—ironic, since he’s not the pussy of the bunch.
"The two of you certainly know how to make a woman feel that way," I murmur contentedly.
"Good, and we're going to continue to do that, aren't we, Preston?" Kai asks.
He slides in behind me, his question whispered as the sound of a condom ripping reaches my ears.
"Where did you find a condom?" I ask, my question ending in a moan as Preston bounces me on his cock. I arch a brow at him. "Just carrying condoms around with you?"
"For you? Yes. I've had one in my wallet since that first time I met your fiery self," Preston reveals, grabbing hold of my ass and angling my hips backward. When I feel Kai's finger circling the tight bud of my ass, a new burst of anticipation flows through me.
"So this isn't a competition anymore?" I whisper, nibbling on Preston's lower lip and relaxing for Kai.
"It's definitely still a competition, and I foresee it being one for as long the three of us are together," Kai answers confidently, stretching the ring of muscles. "Because I know very well I'm not going anywhere."
