by Josie Dennis
“I believe I’ll stay home,” she answered.
Millicent’s brows rose, then she nodded. Talk resumed around her but Madeline paid it no mind. She sipped at her wine then stilled as she found Stefan’s eyes on her. A smile played around the edge of his mouth and she would eagerly give more than a penny for his thoughts at the moment. No doubt they were delightfully scandalous. Once more she thought of what he’d done to her last night. He’d licked her! Oh, she closed her eyes as she imagined his dark head nestled between her legs. In her fevered recollections her encounter with Hugh joined in the fray. His blond head was held close to her chest as he kissed and suckled her breasts.
“Oh,” she sighed.
“Maddie?” her brother called.
Madeline’s eyes shot open. She found all at the table staring at her.
“Are you all right?” Millicent asked. “You’re quite flushed.”
Madeline’s face was indeed quite hot, and she set her glass down and pressed her palms against her cheeks. “I’m fine. Really.”
“Even so, I think it’s wise that you stay home tomorrow,” Millicent said. “Your mother would never forgive me if I let you come to any harm during your stay.”
“Ah, she’d blame me in any event,” Michael said. “Wouldn’t she, sister?”
Madeline smiled at her brother, grateful for the relief he gave her with his little jest. As she worried the edge of the linen napkin she caught Stefan’s eye again. To her dismay Hugh stood directly behind his shoulder and watched her with equal heat in his blue eyes.
Her heart racing, she wondered just how long a lady should wait before approaching the two men she wished would give her another touch of the heat they both promised.
That evening she could scarcely keep to her own sumptuous guest chamber. She’d heard hushed voices and murmured laughter that could only be her brother and Millicent. The deep timbre of the earl’s voice had added to the hushed sounds and again put her in mind of just what must be among the three of them. But was that Hugh’s voice she heard as the earl’s door opened and closed? Was he finished with his duties for the night?
She tiptoed to her own door and opened it a crack. Yes! Hugh strode toward her and she urged him inside as she had before.
“Hugh,” she said, wrapping her arms around his neck. “Oh, I’ve missed your kisses!”
He held her tightly for a blissful moment, then released her. “As you did Lord Constantine’s?”
Her mouth dropped open. There was no censure in Hugh’s eyes and, if she wasn’t mistaken, there was a glimmer of something else. Perhaps that heat she’d glimpsed during dinner?
“I did kiss Lord Constantine, Hugh.” She tossed her hair back over her shoulder. “And he kissed me.”
Hugh ran his fingers through her hair, then stroked his fingertips over her collarbone. “Where, precisely?”
Emboldened by his ease and manner, she took his hand and closed his fingers over her left breast. “Here.”
He gave a squeeze and she shivered. “Where else, Madeline?”
Oh, the way he said her name! She took his other hand and brought it down her belly. She couldn’t bring herself to touch between her legs but she arched so he would get her meaning. “Here, Hugh. He kissed me here.”
“Your belly? Strange.”
That startled a laugh out of her. “Not my belly!”
“Oh.” He cupped her, then wedged his hand between her legs to touch her core. “Your pussy, then?”
“Oh yes, my pussy,” she whispered. “I’m afraid I lost myself.”
Hugh worked his fingers in circles as his other hand teased her nipple. “Lost yourself?” His mouth trailed over cheek, her throat. “You came?”
“Yes,” she said, closing her eyes. “Lord Constantine made me come.”
“Hmm.” Hugh made her pulse pound as he continued to tease her. “He made me come as well.”
She nodded, then his words penetrated her fevered mind. She stared at him now. “What did you say?”
Hugh’s hands were on her back now as he held her close. “You left him in a bad way, Madeline. He needed release.”
She clutched at his biceps, which felt quite fine beneath his jacket. “R–release?”
Hugh nodded, his eyes sparkling. “He was hot and hard and I enjoyed giving him release.”
“What did you do to him?” she had to know.
“I stroked him.” He took one of her hands and placed it against the front of his trousers. “And he later stroked me.”
As he moved her hand over him he seemed to grow against her palm. “Hugh, what’s happening?”
“You’re arousing me, Madeline. As you did last night, to both myself and Stefan.”
“Stefan?” She watched as her hand continued to move over him. “But I didn’t…My hand never…”
He let out a light chuckle. “No. But you will tonight, I wager.”
She gazed up at him. “Tonight?”
“Are you game, Madeline? Do you want more?”
She couldn’t demur or deny what she wanted. She wanted more with both of them, whatever that would entail. “What shall we do?”
He smiled. “Put on a robe and come with me.”
She hurried to do as he said and turned as she tied the sash. “To where?”
“To Stefan’s room, of course.”
She bit her lip to hold in her shout of agreement and nodded vigorously. Hugh walked with purpose away from the family bedrooms and she couldn’t help but feel completely scandalous. What if someone saw her? Her family members were tucked into their rooms but what of the rest of the staff?
She breathed a bit easier as they neared the bachelor wing. She knew only Stefan was in residence at the moment. Did he know they were coming to him tonight? Did he order Hugh to come and fetch her? She didn’t know whether to be outraged and decided that she wouldn’t pretend to be anything but entranced by the attentions of two gorgeous, compelling men tonight.
She would simply worry about the rest of it tomorrow.
* * * *
Stefan sat in the chair beside the hearth, urging his blood to cease its pounding. He’d sent Hugh to retrieve their prize package and now he was having second thoughts. She was a virgin. He’d felt the proof of that last night. She was full of passion, though. He’d felt that as well. Hadn’t she allowed Hugh and him such liberties that the next step should be a proper fuck?
“She’s your brother’s family,” he muttered.
True, the earl might be married to the countess but it was clear he shared something with Michael Crowley as well. But he’d never wanted a woman like he wanted Madeline. And given that Hugh would participate in their tryst? It was enough to make him burst in his trousers.
A soft rapping came at the door and he nearly shouted with relief.
“Yes,” he managed to call.
The door swung open on silent hinges and there she stood. Hugh shut the door and stepped behind her. The picture the two of them made was more than he could have imagined. They were perfectly matched. Both blond and bright with those pretty blue eyes. The combination of the two of them was nearly more than he could manage and his beast responded.
“We are here, Stefan,” Madeline said, looking at him from beneath her thick lashes.
Her voice was as soft as the thin nightgown and wrapper she wore. Her manner, however, spoke of eagerness for whatever the night might bring. She was a singular girl indeed.
“Yes,” he said again. He came to his feet. “What were you thinking, Hugh? Bringing her here dressed like that?”
Hugh and Maddie both took in her tantalizing clothing and gazed back at him.
“I’m wearing a robe,” she said.
“And I couldn’t bear to wait for her to dress.” Hugh shrugged. “Did you want me to call a maid to assist?”
Stefan laughed. “I suppose not.” He crossed to them. “What did you tell her?”
“I am standing right here,” Maddie said. “You can addres
s me directly.”
“All right, sweet. Tell me, then. What words did Hugh use to urge you to ruin?”
“Ruin,” she repeated, her voice low as her eyes sparkled. “Hugh told me we would do more.”
“More?” He winked at Hugh. “More of what?”
She pulled in a breath through parted lips. “Of what we shared,” she admitted on a whisper. “And more of what you two shared.”
He blinked. “We two? Hugh and myself?”
She bit her lower lip, then nodded. “He told me you touched each other.”
He couldn’t help but wonder what an untried girl like her would think of such a thing. “We did, yes. What would you say if I told you I want to touch Hugh again? To make love to Hugh?”
“Make love?” Her eyes widened. “Oh, with your lovely mouth?”
Stefan nearly groaned. “What?”
Her color was high but she looked between him and Hugh and back again. “I so enjoyed your mouth on me, Stefan. Wouldn’t Hugh like it as well?”
Hugh cleared his throat and Stefan knew he was holding back his own laughter. Their girl was astounding indeed.
Stefan stepped closer, and he could smell them both, the roses that marked Madeline and the fresh heat of Hugh. His cock began to pound.
“I want to make love to you, too, Maddie,” he rasped, coming to place his brow to hers. “With more than my mouth.”
She visibly trembled but her gaze never wavered from his. “I want you both, Stefan. I want passion and excitement and I want it now.”
“God, she’ll kill us both,” Hugh said softly.
Stefan began to undress. “Then we had better hurry. I want to come and come hard before I expire.”
Hugh shed his clothes quickly but that shouldn’t have surprised him. The man was used to undressing others with efficiency. It only stood to reason that he would have perfected the skill on himself as well.
His body was as beautiful as Stefan had imagined. All smooth places and golden skin which was nearly as perfect as Maddie’s. As for their girl, she gaped at Hugh as Stefan took the time to remove his own clothes. He and Hugh silently agreed to keep on their trousers for her tender sensibilities. It was only a matter of time before she saw them completely naked. She would have to get used to it if they were going to make any sort of go of this arrangement. But tonight, he would force himself to go slowly. To make her want them as much as they both wanted her.
“May I remove your robe?” Hugh asked, coming to stand close behind her.
Stefan watched her chest rise as her breath quickened.
She glanced over her shoulder up at him. “Yes.”
Stefan untied her sash as Hugh eased the garment off her shoulders. Hugh draped the robe over the dressing table as Stefan pulled her closer.
“I can smell you, Maddie.” He dipped his head to the crook of her neck. “I can smell your heat.”
“Hothouse roses,” Hugh said, hugging her from behind.
Madeline let her head fall back against Hugh’s shoulder. “Touch me, please.”
“Which one of us?” Stefan asked, resting his hands on her waist.
“Both of you,” she breathed.
Hugh caught his eye and Stefan gave a slow nod. Hugh’s hands came up and cupped her breasts, kneading and pinching as Madeline squirmed. From Stefan’s position, he unbuttoned her nightgown and worked the material free of her flesh. Hugh moaned as his hands touched her bare skin and Stefan bent his head to lick her nipple. She tasted delicious, and the sweet little sounds she made in the back of her throat thrilled him.
“Maddie,” he rasped, gently biting her nipple. “You’re delicious.”
She murmured something and grasped the back of his head, her fingers digging into his scalp. As she arched, reaching up to wrap an arm around Hugh’s neck, he glanced at Hugh. He was clearly as far gone as he himself was. The combination of the three of them surpassed anything he might have imagined.
“Come,” he said, straightening.
She blinked at him and he laughed at her obvious befuddlement.
“Not that yet, Maddie.” He took her hand and led her over to the bed. “I meant come and let us worship you.”
“Oh!”
She giggled, which made him smile. Hugh’s trousers showed how aroused he was and he couldn’t resist pressing close to him.
“You want her, Hugh.”
“I want you both,” he answered.
Stefan kissed him, hard. “I feel as though I could spin in a dozen directions.” He took in the picture of Madeline, now reclining on the bed. “But I believe I’ll head toward her pussy right at the moment.”
Hugh choked on a laugh and Madeline’s eyes widened.
“You’ll lick me again, Stefan?”
“No. Hugh can lick you tonight.” He clasped Hugh’s shoulder. “And wait until you taste her.”
“But what of you?” Hugh asked.
Stefan couldn’t contain his growl. “I’ll fuck her.” He stared at Madeline, now leaning up on her elbows. “Spread your legs, Maddie.”
After the slightest hesitation, she did so. “I’m wet.”
“And hot,” Hugh said. “I can see your pretty pink lips.”
“My lips?”
“Your pussy’s lips.” Stefan’s mouth watered. “Lick her, Hugh. Before I lose all control and fall on her.”
Chapter 7
Hugh nodded, his eyes focused on Madeline’s cunt. He breathed in as he came close and Stefan knew the scent he relished. Madeline’s sweetness. Joining them on the bed, he came up and kissed her neck, her throat. Hugh must have been very good with that lovely mouth of his, for she was soon writhing and mewling with pleasure. Stefan closed his mouth over one of her nipples again, sucking and nibbling as Hugh brought her closer and closer to climax.
“Oh, my!” she cried. “I’ve never imagined…Yes!”
He teased both her nipples now, licking and tweaking as Hugh skillfully ate her. She came hard, bucking in his hold as Hugh moaned his own delight. Breathing heavily, Hugh came up and kissed her.
“So sweet, Madeline,” he said.
Stefan couldn’t wait another moment. He came up on his knees and unfastened his trousers. “I have to fuck you, Maddie.”
She slid her clouded gaze in his direction and nodded. “Mmm, yes.”
Once his pants were thrown to the floor, Stefan covered her. Her pussy was hot, wet from her juices and Hugh’s kisses. His cock’s head brushed over her swollen flesh as he held himself up on his hands. “You feel incredible.”
Out of the corner of his eye he saw Hugh standing close to the bed now. His trousers were open and he caught a glimpse of Hugh’s pretty cock. Hugh fisted his hand around himself as Stefan began to sink into Madeline.
Her maidenhead was a thin barrier that couldn’t force his retreat tonight. No. Tonight he plunged in deep. She was tight and perfect and he began to move faster.
“Stefan!” she cried, grabbing onto his arms.
“Am I hurting you?” he managed to ask between thrusts. “Tell me if I’m hurting you.”
“N–no,” she said, her head thrashing to the side. “It’s…Oh, it’s heaven!”
To his surprise she grew even tighter around him. He squeezed his eyes shut at the added dimension of pleasure and heard her cries of completion as if from far away. His blood pounded in his ears as he lost the battle with his own release. He’d meant to pull out of her but he couldn’t keep himself from holding her close as he poured his seed into her.
“My God.” He collapsed to one side of her. “Forgive me, sweet. I meant to withdraw.”
“No matter,” she sighed. “I’m certain I’m safe.”
He couldn’t question her on the matter. There was nothing he wanted to discuss less than her last monthly bleeding. Nodding, he reluctantly pulled away and kissed her.
“You are amazing, Maddie.”
“The sight of the two of you,” Hugh said with a moan. “I’m about to burst.”
Hugh tossed his head back as he moved ever so slightly back and forth. Stefan grasped his very firm buttocks and squeezed as he sucked with more vigor. He dipped a finger into Hugh’s ass and was rewarded with a low moan.
“Oh, my,” he heard Madeline gasp. “Hugh. Stefan. Oh, the two of you…”
Stefan pulled back, leaning to allow her full view of Hugh’s ready cock. “Lick him, Maddie.”
Her mouth fell open and Stefan felt his own lusts stir again.
“I wouldn’t know what to do.”
Hugh fisted his hands in his own hair. “My God, I’m so close.”
Stefan gave the head of Hugh’s cock a long, slow lick which earned an anguished groan from him. Winking up at him, he turned to Madeline. “Come, sweet. Use that beautiful mouth of yours.”
She came up on her knees and wriggled closer. Stefan held Hugh’s shaft, stroking gently to ratchet up the pleasure, as Madeline’s sweet little pink tongue flicked over the cockhead.
“Ah!” Hugh shivered and groaned.
Stefan chuckled and brought his mouth to where she was licking gently and maddeningly. “Deep, Maddie.”
He kissed her, then closed his mouth around the head. Hugh was close. Madeline squeezed closer and took over when Stefan withdrew. Together they took turns sucking and licking until Hugh was trembling. Again and again Stefan plunged his tongue into Madeline’s mouth before running it up and down Hugh’s cock. She must have learned quickly, because she was holding him and moving her head rapidly as she engulfed the head again. Another first for Stefan, loving a man with a woman. Their tastes mingled and he’d never tasted anything so delicious.
