“I don’t want to talk about that,” Thom said, breathless. “Not when I’m with you.”
Dev ran a hand soothingly down his arm. “I didn’t mean anything by it,” he told him, nuzzling his neck and breathing deeply. He smelled so fucking good, like…innocence. “I just want to make sure that if I let Kitty suck you off, then you’ll still be able to fuck her with me after I’ve had my fun with you both.”
“Oh God,” Thom moaned. His hands fell down to the bed to support him as he jerked his hips and fucked into Kitty’s mouth.
“Is that a yes?” Dev asked, playing his fingers lightly over Thom’s skin, raising gooseflesh as he glided over his shoulder and arm, to his chest and stomach.
“Yes,” Thom gasped out. “Yes.”
Kitty hummed again, in approval Dev was sure. Her hands still rested on Thom’s thighs. “Play with his stones, Kitty,” Dev growled. “I want to watch him come in your mouth.”
Kitty adjusted her position so that she straddled one of Thom’s legs before she slipped her hand between his thighs. Thom moaned and reached back to grip Dev’s arm tightly. Kitty thrust against his leg, moaning as well.
“Stop,” Dev ordered. Kitty groaned but slowly pulled off Thom’s cock. Thom started to reach for her head, to hold her down most likely, but Dev grabbed his arm. “Uh uh,” he chastised. “It’s what Dev wants.” He gave Kitty a stern look. “I didn’t say you could come. Just Thom. I have other plans for you.”
Kitty pouted. “But Dev…” She was bloody perfect, playing along and loving it.
“Suck him off, then kiss me,” Dev told her.
“Oh God,” Thom moaned. “Yes, please.”
Dev laughed and Kitty dove back down to suck his cock into her throat. She could take it so deep and Dev marveled every time she did. But watching Thom’s big prick disappearing into her pretty mouth made him almost lose control. Kitty worked Thom beautifully, up and down, one hand wrapped around the base of his cock while the other played between his legs. She increased her pace, and Thom struggled against Dev’s hold, trying to move his hips. Dev wrapped an arm around his waist and bit him right where his neck met his shoulder. Thom shouted and threw his head back, shaking, his hips jerking.
He could see Kitty’s throat move as she swallowed Thom’s release. But after a moment she relaxed and come slid from her lips to roll down Thom’s prick, coating it and dampening the dark-blond hair surrounding his cock. Dev’s heart nearly stopped in his chest at the thoroughly erotic sight. He reached out and caught a drop on his finger, sliding it up to touch Kitty’s lip and then he sucked the finger into his mouth, enjoying the taste just as much as he had earlier.
“Kitty,” Thom said. He had his hand on her cheek and she let his cock slide out of her mouth, smiling before it was even all the way out. Thom pulled her up with that gentle hand on her cheek, but instead of kissing her, he guided her mouth over to Dev. With greedy eyes he watched, practically begging Dev to kiss her with his come still on her lips. Dev had no problem obliging him.
It was beyond anything he could remember, that taste of the two of them together. Kitty tasted divine, as she always did, sweet and tart and hungry. He drank the sea-salt taste of Thom from her mouth, licking and sucking, devouring the two of them. Kitty moaned at the decadent assault. He gripped a handful of her hair and twisted her head the way he wanted it, to better taste them. When he felt Thom’s lips on his cheek he choked back a groan. Kitty put her hands on his chest and dug her fingers in, holding on tight as he continued to give her a wet, open-mouthed kiss. Thom slowly glided his lips along Dev’s cheek until he licked the corner of Dev’s mouth. Dev pulled away from Kitty with a curse, then roughly cupped the back of Thom’s head and pulled him in at the same time he pulled Kitty back to him. It was a tangle of tongues and lips and sighs, a kiss to remember. Dev wanted to remember it. He never wanted it to end. But he broke away, just the same, and let Kitty and Thom kiss each other. It was a bittersweet sight that made his cock throb and his heart ache.
Chapter Seventeen
Kitty knew how to kiss far better than Thom did. He could count on one hand the number of women he’d kissed and still have fingers left over. The last few months, kisses were not what anyone had wanted, him least of all. But this, this was heaven. Kitty’s sweet lips open over his, her clever tongue lancing his mouth with languorous splendor, as if they had all the time in the world to kiss one another. Nothing existed outside this kiss.
Except Devlin.
Devlin sat beside him, his warmth heavy and arousing, pressed to Thom’s side. His hand was still buried in Thom’s hair, holding him to Kitty’s mouth. In a disconcerting way Devlin was as much a part of this kiss as he had been the one before it, the kiss Thom had invaded. The kiss that changed him forever. He’d never kissed a man, and he’d never kiss another one other than Devlin. He knew that down to his soul. Because the touch of Devlin’s lips and tongue had undone him in a way that freed him and captured him and aroused him in the space of one breath to another.
It wasn’t just Devlin, or just Kitty, though they were delicious and amazing. But to be a part of what he’d seen between them, to share and be shared with these two particular lovers was more than Thom had ever imagined it would be.
Kitty broke away from his mouth and kissed her way down his throat. Devlin pulled on his hair gently, forcing his head back to give Kitty more access. It was thrilling and Thom didn’t fight him, didn’t fight what was happening. If Devlin wanted to control him like a marionette he’d let him, as long it meant they’d do these delicious things to him. Kitty licked his nipple and he gasped.
Beside him Devlin laughed, the same laugh he’d heard when he’d watched the two of them, but this time the laugh was right next to him, Devlin’s hot breath washing over his ear. “Like that, do you?” Devlin asked.
“Yes,” Thom whispered.
Devlin nuzzled his neck in approval. “Good boy,” he murmured. Thom didn’t argue this time.
Finally, while he still had a cogent thought in his head, he cupped Kitty’s head in his hands and pulled her up. He pressed a kiss to her lips and marveled at how hot they were, how wet and delightful. “You,” he told her, his mouth against hers, unwilling to pull away to form words.
“Yes, me,” she told him, not moving either. He actually felt her lips tip up into a smile.
“Naked,” he said, hoping they knew what he wanted.
“Not yet,” she said. “But it can be arranged.”
Kitty slid out of his arms, and he missed her warmth. But at the same time Devlin moved behind him and pulled Thom back between his legs, his hand still in his hair. Thom rested on Devlin’s muscular thighs and couldn’t control his shiver of lust. He wanted to feel the hair on Devlin’s legs against his backside. Very slowly, Devlin slid his free hand around Thom’s waist, his open palm gliding over Thom’s skin and leaving gooseflesh in its wake, intensifying his shivers. Devlin stopped with his hand splayed on Thom’s stomach. His little finger just barely nudged Thom’s pubic hair and he moaned softly.
“God, you’re perfect,” Devlin muttered behind him, and Thom rather thought Devlin wasn’t really talking to him, so much as about him. Either way, the sentiment thrilled him. He wanted to be perfect for them. “One touch and you light up like a flame.”
Devlin breathed heavily in his ear, clearly aroused, and Thom felt irrationally proud of his telltale ragged breathing. “Kitty, get naked,” Devlin ordered her. “We can’t wait.” He bit Thom’s ear gently and Thom jerked against his hold instinctively before he went still again, not wanting to drive him away. Devlin chuckled, Thom’s ear still between his teeth. He let go and Thom slumped in his lap. “What are we going to do to her, Tommy?” he murmured.
“Taste her,” Thom said immediately. His attention was riveted on Kitty as she unlaced her corset and slowly drew it over her head. Her breasts were a heavy handful, not too much, not too little. Perfect for two men. “Everywhere,” he added, gazing at the junctur
e of her thighs, still covered by her petticoat.
“Mmm,” Devlin hummed in his ear, sounding so much like Kitty Thom smiled. “Yes, everywhere. She has the sweetest little cunny, just a little salty. So good.”
Thom groaned and his chin fell down for a moment while he took a couple of deep breaths. He looked up and saw Kitty watching him, waiting for his eyes on her again. “Hurry,” he groaned.
She laughed and shimmied out of her petticoat. “So impatient,” she said quietly. “I’m already so wet. I can’t wait to feel your mouths on me. I love that.” Her shift was just long enough to hide her secrets from him. He could barely make out the dark shadow of her curls and his mouth watered.
“You love it all, my dear,” Devlin purred. His hand softly caressed Thom’s stomach and his muscles quivered, wanting much more of Devlin’s distracted petting.
Kitty pulled her shift up and over her head, exposing her body to them without a trace of embarrassment. She let the garment drift down to settle on the bed behind her. Then she placed her hands on her chest, just above her breasts. “Nice,” she said. She was staring at Devlin’s hand on his stomach. She ran her hands down over her breasts, pausing to squeeze them tightly and then she kept going, until her fingers were tangled in her pubic hair. One slid farther down and Thom could see her rub a finger through the furrows of her sex. She brought her hand up and sucked that finger into her mouth. “Mmm,” She said. Thom cursed and she laughed. “I am a bit salty.”
“More than a bit,” Devlin growled. “Lie down.”
For a moment it looked like Kitty was going to refuse, but then she crawled over next to them and arranged herself on her back, spread out for their delectation. “Like this?” she asked in a sultry voice.
Devlin didn’t answer. He just let Thom go. When he did, Thom didn’t ask for permission or wait for instructions. He simply rolled over and covered Kitty’s body with his, groaning at how good it felt, soft and round and wonderful, so different from his. In spite of his supposed experience over the last year, he’d only ever been with a woman like this twice. Neither time had felt like this. Kitty wrapped her arms around his neck and nuzzled his cheek, kissing him delicately. “Nice,” she whispered, squirming beneath him. She spread her legs and he nestled between them, his cock falling into place among her woman’s curls. They were warm and damp, and he felt his cock stirring, as if he hadn’t come just minutes ago.
He looked into Kitty’s eyes and got lost there. She might tease and invite, but her eyes were pools of emotion. She felt as he did, as if this was a long-delayed homecoming. Her eyes were glassy with tears and Thom kissed them away. “Kitty,” he said quietly. “How I’ve longed for you like this.”
“Have you?” she asked quietly, searching his face. “Then why didn’t you say something?”
He shook his head, not having the words for how broken and used up and tragic he’d felt for so long. How unworthy he’d been of a woman like her, so full of life. “You needed more,” was what he finally said. “More than I could give you.”
“And now?” she asked, kissing both of his cheeks, his eyelids, the tip of his chin. Her legs wrapped around his hips and he held her as if he could absorb her into him like water on the parched, black earth.
“I’d like to think I’m more now than I was.”
“You have always been more,” Devlin said matter-of-factly. “What odd notions you have.”
Thom couldn’t help it. He laughed. “I’m sure you’ve never felt unworthy,” Thom said. “You are the most confident man I know. And I know quite a few arrogant bastards.”
Devlin looked away and climbed off the bed. “Arrogant am I?” he asked without looking at them. He tugged his cravat off. “I see I shall have to prove my confidence is justified.” His tone was light, but Thom got the feeling there was more that he wasn’t saying.
“Dev?” Kitty asked, and Thom realized she must have felt it too.
“Hmm?” Devlin replied, busy unbuttoning his waistcoat. He tossed it aside and turned to them, his shirt hanging open over his chest, and Thom completely forgot what they’d been talking about.
“Take it all off,” he told Devlin gruffly. “And then get back here.”
Devlin raised his eyebrows as he tugged his shirt free of his pants. “Well, you’re gaining confidence at an alarming rate.”
Kitty chuckled and nibbled his neck, making Thom shiver and laugh. “Yes, I am.” He kissed Kitty then, as she’d kissed him earlier, a wet, open-mouthed kiss. He didn’t care that it revealed his turbulent emotions as well as his desires. He was so tired of forcing everything to stay locked up inside. Kitty opened it all for him. He lightly kissed the corner of her mouth before moving down the silky skin of her neck to her collarbone, where he traced the outline of her clavicle with his tongue. Anatomy had never been so engaging.
It was Kitty’s turn to shiver. “I like your mouth on me,” she whispered, arching her neck as he licked a path between her breasts. “I’ve imagined it countless times. You have the sweetest touch, it makes me mad for you.”
“I’m so glad you like it,” he said honestly. “I know I’m different than Devlin. Not as rough. You like his way.”
“I like your way too,” she said, cupping the back of his head as he laved her nipple and then sucked on it. She sighed brokenly. “I don’t always need it one way, you understand?”
“Yes,” Thom said, dragging his lips across her ribs and rubbing his nose in that soft, sweet, damp spot right under her breast. It was the lavender scent that had chased him for years, now his to enjoy at his leisure. He pushed one of her legs from around his hip and she removed the other one as well, giving him room to move down farther. He placed open-mouthed kissed across her stomach, painting her pale skin with his tongue. She sighed and moaned and squirmed beneath him.
“Let me in,” Devlin growled from behind him and Thom tensed in anticipation. He moved off to one side, grabbing Kitty’s leg and pushing it up, bending her knee, opening her wide. She slid the other leg up and back as well, and Devlin pushed it farther as he lay down next to Thom, their naked shoulders brushing. It was enough to force his hips into the bed, an instinctual reaction to his escalating desire as he ground his burgeoning cock into the bedclothes.
Thom watching in fascination as Devlin ran his nose down the inside of Kitty’s thigh, sniffing deeply. When he reached her juncture he buried his face there, breathing her in. Kitty groaned and Thom’s stomach lurched at Devlin’s base, crude, nearly animalistic enjoyment of her. It was exhilarating and Thom leaned over and, as Devlin moved aside, imitated him.
“Smells divine, doesn’t she?” Devlin asked. “Jesus, I love to eat her cunt.”
“Pretty words,” Kitty gasped, thrusting up against Thom’s face. He took the hint and tentatively licked her. He’d been too embarrassed to admit he’d never done this to a woman. He knew the basics, had listened to enough talk from friends and soldiers, but he’d never done it. Kitty did smell divine, and she tasted even better. Sweet and salty, and her skin was dewy soft. He’d seen vaginas before, he was a doctor. But he’d never appreciated the smell of one, the pink softness of one, the velvet petals of flesh, as he did on Kitty. It was the prettiest thing he’d ever seen.
“He’s never done it,” Devlin said, clearly in shock. Thom jerked away from Kitty and stared at him guiltily.
“Am I doing it wrong?” he asked, worried.
Kitty pushed up onto her elbows. “What?” she asked, confused.
“He’s never eaten a cunt before,” Devlin said crudely and Thom winced even as his cock grew.
“Is that true?” Kitty whispered in awe. “Mine’s the first?”
“Yes,” Thom grudgingly admitted. “I’m sorry if I’m not doing it right.”
Devlin grabbed the back of his head and turned him so they were nose to nose. “There is no wrong way or right way,” he growled. “Just enjoy it. Taste it. Savor it.” He glanced at Kitty out of the corner of his eyes and gave her a half
smile. “Kitty will tell you what to do if she wants more than you’re giving her.”
At that Kitty laughed and fell back on the bed. “True enough. I’m not shy in bed.” She looked back up at them with a worried expression. “I hope that’s all right.”
Devlin sighed, obviously annoyed. “Will you both stop worrying and let’s just fuck?” He pushed Thom’s head toward Kitty’s sex. “Eat it.”
“I plan to,” Thom snapped at him, jerking his head loose. He met Kitty’s gaze. “Talk to me. I like your love talk. And I love the way you taste. And smell. And feel. Everything about you is perfect.”
He put his mouth on her and this time was confident, and hungry. He wanted to devour her. Soon Devlin joined him and the first touch of Devlin’s tongue on his, the two of them kissing Kitty so intimately, made him moan.
“Oh God,” Kitty cried out, her hips jerking. “More. Again.”
Soon it was a tangle of tongues and Kitty’s thrusting hips and the tangy taste of her cream all over their cheeks and chins and the feel of Devlin’s warm, sweat-dampened skin on his, and Thom was in heaven. Devlin took his hand and pulled it up and then he inserted Thom’s finger into Kitty. Kitty cried out, and she was so soft and wet and responsive Thom wondered if he’d last long enough to fuck her. He was ready to come with just his mouth on her. Then Devlin slid his finger in beside Thom’s and Kitty fell apart beneath them, bucking and shouting as more cream covered his mouth and hand.
Devlin jerked away and went up to his knees. “Now,” he ordered in a hard, rough voice. “We fuck now. All three of us.”
Kitty was panting beneath him and Thom gave her one last lick then pulled back to meet her gaze. “Yes,” he said. “Yes.”
Chapter Eighteen
“Who first?” Kitty asked, barely able to speak after her climax. She’d come hard before, Devlin was a master at making her do so, but never like that. Both of the men she desired above all others with their mouths on her had nearly done her in.
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