Page 31 of Their Brazen Countess
“I’m new to The Market, though I came to your lovely city a few months ago.” She smiled, but there were shadows in her lovely blue eyes.
Linc strolled up. “I’ve secured the Red Room for us.” He turned his focus on Samantha. “With Madame du Pompadour’s blessing.”
“How perfectly lovely.” Her smile brightened and turned sultry. “I feel certain you gentlemen will be more than capable of showing a lady such as myself a pleasurable evening.”
In their room, Linc and Arthur worked together to strip Samantha’s copious outer garments. Down to her virtually sheer chemise, it was clear she did not need her corset to create her curves. Her breasts were just a bit more than a handful, topped with nipples that looked like ripe berries. Her waist nipped in before rounding out to generous hips. Arthur’s cock rose to attention as he and Linc shed their own garments. Once Arthur dropped his trousers and underclothes, Samantha dropped to her knees and took his cock in her mouth. It had been months since anyone other than Linc had wrapped their lips around his length, so the soft lusciousness of her lips surrounding his cock was a little shocking and very pleasurable.
Linc was at his side, turning his face toward him for a long, deep kiss. Their tongues tangled, intensifying the sucking sensation on his cock.
When she released him, she seemed to notice their kiss. “Oh my I do declare, I believe this is going to be a highly diverting evening.”
Linc broke their kiss and smirked. “It can be as diverting as you wish.”
Arthur reached over, wrapped Linc’s cock in his hand, and stroked it as he said, “If you might be interested in managing both of us at the same time. If not, we’re happy to mix things up.”
She fanned herself with her hand. “I believe that may be the most inflammatory offer I’ve ever received. I don’t know why people say you lords are a bunch of prigs.”
“Can’t imagine, love.” He stroked Linc’s cock once more. “Now show him how magical that mouth of yours is.”
She did as he bade and sucked Linc’s length into her mouth as Arthur watched. Linc moaned while he hung on to Arthur as though his knees might give out. After a few minutes, she pulled off Linc’s cock and stood up. Standing before them, she pushed the straps of her chemise off her shoulders and let it slide to the floor.
Arthur was ready, past ready to be inside her. “Arse or cunny, Linc?”
“Arse. I want to feel that bulbous round backside pressing against me as I fuck her.” Linc grinned.
Arthur groaned as he imagined feeling Linc slide against him as they both filled Samantha. “Not a problem for me.”
“Sounds delightful,” Samantha purred as she climbed onto the bed.
Bloody right, it sounded delightful. Arthur followed her on to the bed. He moved up to the headboard and positioned himself so he lay in a partially reclined position. Then he donned a French Letter before he helped her straddle his cock. As she slid down, memories of doing this with Jo intruded, nearly spoiling the moment. Arthur pushed the impossible desire away and focused on the woman at hand. As Samantha slid down onto his cock, she sighed softly.
Then Linc pressed in behind her. Arthur could feel him preparing her to take him, his long fingers sliding in and out of her arse as he faintly brushed against Arthur’s cock. she lifted, moaned, and leaned forward as Linc pushed inside her, stretched her. Arthur knew how delicious that felt, the fullness of having Linc inside him. For a brief moment, he wished the woman wasn’t here, that it was just the two of them.
Once Linc was in, they moved. With Samantha up on her knees, Arthur was able to push up into her with short strokes as Linc pulled out. Their cocks rubbed over each other inside of her, adding heat and friction to the experience. Though they both wore French Letters, it was all intensely pleasurable. Never one to leave a woman—even a professional—unfulfilled, Arthur leaned forward to lick and suck at one of her nipples. Leaning on one hand to hold herself up against the headboard, Samantha used the other to lift her breast to his mouth.
Linc pumped inside her, shoving in and pulling out. “I-I can’t hold on.”
Arthur was close as well, but he refused to permit himself climax. “Not until Samantha comes.”
She moaned.
“Come for us,” Arthur demanded, sucking hard on her nipple as he pushed up inside her.
“Yes,” she cried out as her body spasmed around his cock. “Yes, I’m coming!”
With that, Arthur pumped once, twice more, and then his balls tightened up and he came with a shout of pleasure.
Linc was a hair behind him, his yell of release melding with his own. As they all caught their breath, his gaze met Linc’s, and he saw the same pang of sorrow he felt in his own chest.
They loved sharing a woman, but it was quickly becoming clear that just any woman wouldn’t do. How would they ever find a woman to replace Jo?
Chapter Sixteen
July 1863
Arthursatinhisstudy, looking through his correspondence. He was to meet Linc at their club later and then they would likely retire to Arthur’s home, since he had taken steps to ensure his staff’s discretion. They’d given up meeting at The Market not long after their last encounter with a woman between them. While he cared deeply about Linc, there was only one woman he wanted between them.
And she was no longer theirs.
