Page 8 of Their Brazen Countess
Jo pulled back from him, ending their kiss as she whimpered with delight. Arthur leaned over and captured her nipple in his mouth and sucked through the thin linen. Linc’s hands cupped both breasts, holding them up for Arthur as he moved from one to the other.
Then Jo pulled his face up and cupped each of their cheeks. “Will…will you two kiss? I-I read about it in my book and would very much like to see two men kiss.” She bit her lip and waited.
Linc’s gaze clashed with Arthur’s as if he was seeking approval. The moment felt heavy, tense, as if they both knew that there was no coming back from this one moment. Everything would change.
Then slowly, wordlessly, they moved together until their lips pressed together in a tentative kiss, each keeping a hand on Jo while she watched.
Arthur’s heart hammered in his chest as their tongues tangled in a passionate kiss that grew more and more intense with each heartbeat. He’d been dreaming of this for weeks, perhaps months, if he was honest.
When they finally broke apart, they both looked at Jo. She sat there, eyes wide and mouth in a small round O of surprise.
“That was incredibly erotic. I did not know two men kissing could be so arousing.” Jo’s pulse raced, her nipples ached for their touch again, and her core throbbed with need.
This was so much more than what she’d read in her book, and so much more than what she’d imagined.
Linc growled, “All of this is arousing—you are arousing. Now lay back, Jo. Let us show you what genuine pleasure comprises.”
She did as directed and lay back on the quilt, heedless of the remnants of their lunch. The two handsome men moved to each side of her, where they leaned down and sucked one of her nipples into their mouths simultaneously. Her hands flew to their heads, whether to push them away or hold them closer, she wasn’t sure, the pleasure was so intense. It grew into a pulse of desire that raced through her body from the heat of their mouths straight to her pussy.
As Jo lay there lost in sensation, she nearly missed the moment the cool air hit her thighs—but there was no missing the brush of a finger over her slick flesh between her legs. Then there was another touch, whirling over her opening. The passion bombarded her from all directions as these two men showed her what it was to be pleasured.
A feeling of restlessness coalesced in Jo’s belly then lower, growing as they continued to rub over her small bundle of nerves. A finger slid deep inside her, long and thick. Then a second finger joined it, filling her as another finger continued to circle over her nub. The fullness built until she thought she was going to burst.
Only then Linc did bite down on her nipple as one of them pinched her clit.
Jo’s world exploded into a thousand points of light as she arched up off the floor, nearly throwing them off her body. “Yes! Oh God. Linc! Arthur!”
“Come for us, that’s it, Jo.” Arthur’s baritone rumbled through her, stroking her sensitive nerves and melding with the aftershocks of her orgasm as they continued to stroke her body.
Slowly the spasms gentled until the pair of them settled down on the floor next to her, nuzzling and kissing her neck. She wasn’t sure what deity she had pleased to have these men drop into her life, but she hoped they remained forever, or at least for a while.
Nothing good in her life ever lasted forever, not when her father was plotting. For now, they were her little secret. Her respite in the storm of her life. The only thing she wanted to know now was, when could she see them again?
Chapter Five
LincandArthursatin the gamekeeper’s hut and waited. It had been two days since they’d first met Jo there and opened up a new host of possibilities for the three of them.
They had come to the hut each of the last two days both in hopes she would come again and to bring some much needed amenities. The first day, they used a dogcart to bring an old bed from storage. It wasn’t fancy, but it would fit the three of them laying side-by-side. They were quite pleased once they’d moved it in the hut and settled near the fire. It dominated the space, but there was room for a small table and some chairs so they could sit and eat together.
Yet Jo had never appeared.
The next day, they had brought the table and chairs. Linc and Arthur worked together to bring the battered table into the room.
“I think the bed may need to move over a bit if we want the table to squeeze in near the fire.” Linc pointed to a spot close to the fire but also close to the bed, gazing at the available space. Would it all fit?
“I don’t know, perhaps we keep the bed closer and let the table be farther back.” Arthur pointed to the space toward the back of the hut.
“But Jo will get cold when we aren’t in the bed.” Linc looked at the space again and considered how it could all fit comfortably. “What if we move the bed back a bit? Then we can fit the table in nearer the fire.”
Arthur looked at it all and sighed. “Let’s try it your way.”
Linc nodded and together they shifted the bed back until the table was able to slide in. “See, now we can have the benefit of the fire when we are at the table and in the bed. And even better, we shouldn’t be too warm in the bed.” He grinned.
“You’re right. I really should listen to you, I suppose.” Arthur shoved a hand through his hair, causing the ends to stand up.
Linc resisted the urge to smooth the strands down. They hadn’t discussed their kiss from the other day, and it seemed Arthur preferred to keep it that way.
Not that Linc could blame him. It would be awful if that one kiss ruined everything. With Arthur’s sister, Emily, married to Robert Cooper, Earl of Brougham, Arthur wasn’t going anywhere. Besides that, he had truly become one of their number. A Lustful Lord.
