by Harper West
“If you think you can handle it,” I tease her, dragging my hand up her arm.
A ghost of a grin flashes across her face and her eyes light up. “Like I said in Levere, I can handle you both.”
Ryker leans down, pressing his lips against her ear. “This isn’t like that, sweetheart. We want you. Both of us. Our cocks inside you, making you come like you did that night after you met us.”
She jerks back, lips parted in surprise. “How did you know?”
“Lucky guess.” Ryker grins.
I tug her towards me, pressing her against my chest. I know she can feel my hard cock against her groin, but I want her to know just how much I fucking need her. “Sexy,” I hiss, digging my fingers into the strong muscles of her back.
When she accidentally let it slip at the tourist shop that she had indeed climaxed the night after she met us. I almost fucked her right there. The thought of Julia making herself come, likely to fantasies of me and Ryker, had me wild with desire.
A moan escapes her lips as Ryker runs a hand over her shoulders and down her spine. “Say it, Julia,” he says. “Say you want us.”
She whimpers as I bend over her, my lips hovering over her neck. “I-I want you,” she says obediently, sending my heart soaring and my dick even harder than before. “Right here.”
And then my lips are pressed against her neck, my tongue licking the sensitive skin there as she trembles in my arms. Her head is turned to the side, and she falls silent as Ryker’s lips fall over hers. I gently bite her jugular, and she gasps, her hands clutching at my shoulders. Fuck, she feels so good in my arms. She feels so right. I kiss her more fiercely, dragging my tongue over her skin because I want to taste every fucking inch of her beautiful body.
But Julia pulls away from us suddenly, panting, her arms wrapped around her body protectively.
Ryker is pale beside me. “Julia, are you okay?” he asks, his voice laced with concern.
Did we move too fast? Did she not mean it when she said yes? We exchange a worried glance. She has to be comfortable, that’s our main priority with the woman we fuck. If we came on too strong, we may have scared her off permanently. A thought I can hardly stomach.
She nods vigorously. “I’ve never – I mean, I’ve only been with two men before.”
“At the same time?” I cock a brow.
“No, no, two men… total.” She holds up two fingers, blushing.
My heart melts in my chest at her confession. This sweet, dangerously sexy woman is inexplicably shy of her sexual history. I want to gather her up in my arms and carry her back to one of the guest rooms where we can take our time slowly pleasuring her like she deserves.
“Julia,” Ryker says softly. “That doesn’t matter to us.”
And he’s right. I couldn’t give two flying fucks if Julia had been with twenty men, God knows Ryker and I had our own explicit history. And we wouldn’t care if she was a damned virgin either. The fact is, we only care about her. So, I say as much, earning a warning look from Ryker. He’s protective of her, snapping at my language.
She blushes deeper. “Really?”
Ryker and I close the distance between us, she’s pressed against one of the marble pillars now. Ryker leans over her, propping his forearm against the polished stone. She gazes up at him, her full, pouty lips parted in surprise.
“Forget those men, Julia,” I murmur, reaching out to caress her. “You’re with us now.”
“You’re ours.” Ryker leans over her lips and presses a deep kiss to her lips.
She responds passionately, wrapping an arm around Ryker’s neck, pulling him closer. Her eyes slip open and drift towards me seductively. Half-hooded, the blue of her irises is electrifying, and her pupils are widely dilated. I feel my cock throb under her sensual gaze. She reaches for me, her elegant fingers drifting down my chest, drawing me towards her. I slide an arm around her waist and slowly unbutton her shift.
As the blouse falls away, exposing her small, perky breasts, her breath hitches in her throat. Ryker pulls away as we stand in awe of her. She’s breathing heavily, chest rising and falling, her nipples stiff and waiting. Her blue eyes search our faces as she bites her lip nervously.
“So damned beautiful,” I breathe.
“Fucking perfect,” Ryker says.
We close in on her, our passions unbridled. Too long we’ve been waiting for her, and now we have to claim her. As I claim her lips, Ryker drops to his knees in front of her. She writhes under his touch as he unbuttons her jeans and tugs them off of her. I feel her body jolt as Ryker’s tongue plays over her pussy. She’s moaning against my mouth, her tongue desperately sweeping against mine, and I know Ryker’s pleasuring her fully.
She’s got one hand on my dick and the other buried in Ryker’s hair. I jolt as her fingers massage my hard cock, sending thrills of ecstasy through my body. She laughs breathlessly at my reaction, I growl in response. I fucking need her. I ease her mouth open wider with my tongue, she’s willing, pliable.
I suck on her bottom lip, grazing it with teeth. She moans, easing into me, and I know she would grind her pussy against my cock if Ryker weren’t dragging his tongue over her clit. Instead, she grinds against his tongue, twisting her fingers in his dark locks.
I’ve got one hand propped on the pillar, holding me up as Julia sends tingles through my legs with her fingers splayed over my member. The other I move to one of her breasts, tweaking her stiff nipple between my fingers. She shudders and then gasps loudly, arching her back. Her face falls away from mine, the picture of ecstasy as Ryker curls two fingers into her. Her lips are parted, her eyelids fluttering, cheeks flushed pink.
“Ah, fuck me,” she pants, her body falling limp against the pillar.
“Oh, we will,” I purr. I catch her, supporting her against the pillar as I bury my face between her breasts.
“Ah!” she groans, clutching at me as I take one of her nipples in my mouth.
I swirl my tongue around her stiff nipple and gently nibble it. She’s panting heavier now, her body in constant movement as Ryker pumps her with his fingers and sucks her clit. Her body convulses, her hand pumping my cock faster. There’s a desperate need in all of us. Ryker and I have waited too long for this. We want every single part of her.
“Oh, God,” she whimpers, her voice breathy and high. I know we’ve got her close, and it sends a thrill through me.
“You like it when we fuck you like this?” I ask, tweaking one of her nipples.
She groans in response, nodding her head vigorously. Her cheeks are flushed with a soft pink, her eyes barely open, unseeing. She searches for my lips with her mouth, desperate for a single kiss. So sweet.
“Are you ready to come? Do you want us to make you come like this?” Ryker growls.
Her body writhes faster, and I know Ryker is pumping her more quickly now. I can hear the wet sound of her juices as he thrusts his fingers into her pussy. I catch her softly bouncing breast in my teeth, nipping it gently. Suddenly, she’s screaming, her body jolting wildly as her orgasm rocks her against us. I fondle her nipples as she comes, Ryker is slurping up her juices, the sound almost makes me come.
The mirrors in the hall reflect her orgasm back at us from every angle. Everywhere I look, I get to see this gorgeous woman in ecstasy from what Ryker and I have done to her. Her breasts, rocking in time with her body. Her pink cheeks, her lips open and keening. It’s enough to make a man come and it takes every ounce of my self-control to hold back. Fuck, I want to come. But I know we’re not done with Julia yet. We have much more to do to pleasure her before.
Her screams quiet to soft whimpering cries and Ryker rises to his feet. She sags against him, letting her head fall against his chest and he presses a kiss against her hair. I bend low and slip her panties and jeans back into place. Our beautiful Julia cups my cheek, I press a kiss to her wrist.
“That was my first time, it was incredible,” she breathes, smiling sleepily.
“First time with t
wo men at once,” I clarify, buttoning her pants for her.
“Well, yes, but I meant… having an orgasm,” she confesses, pressing closer to Ryker’s broad chest.
We exchange a glance. Ryker’s expression flashes between surprise, happiness, and then outrage. “You mean, neither of the men you’ve been with finished you?” he asks.
“Well, no, I would just fake it,” she giggles. “I just realized I’ve been faking it wrong, that was incredible.”
Julia is happy, satisfied, and I’m happy if she is. Ryker is another story altogether. I squeeze Ryker’s shoulder; a warning. Knowing him, he would demand their names and give them a severe lecture about pleasuring women. He looks coldly at me, and then his gaze softens when Julia looks questioningly at him.
“What’s wrong?” she asks. “Did I say something? Oh, God, did I do something wrong?”
“Fuck no,” I say quickly, pressing a kiss to her lips.
“I doubt you could ever do anything wrong,” Ryker murmurs. “If I could, I would give those men a lesson on how to fuck a woman properly. I hate men like that.”
She bites her lip. “And you guys didn’t finish.”
“There’s time for that later, sweetheart,” I say, grinning wickedly.
She returns the look, and I know then that Ryker and I may have just found the only woman we’ll ever want for the rest of our lives. “I think the only parts of Nordonia I need to see are attached to you both,” she teases, her fingers playing across our zippers.
I growl. “Careful, Julia, we’ll hold you to that.”
“I hope you do,” she breathes.
We realize then that her blouse is still open, her breasts still in plain view. Ryker eyes them appreciatively before buttoning her shirt. I give one nipple a final teasing tweak, earning a delicate gasp from our woman.
Suddenly, the double doors swing open and Bruno marches through, his eyes blazing. I groan, tossing my head back. Ryker steps protectively in front of Julia, she peeks out from behind his broad shoulders.
“Ryker, Harry,” Bruno says. “Helena has reopened the session with the counselors, she demands your presence.”
“And how long has she been demanding?” I ask, picking at a nail as we cross the hall towards him.
“Hours,” he mutters under his breath.
Poor, poor Bruno. Always chasing the riffraff. He’s been the head of our security detail since we were in boarding school together. And God knows we’ve given him hell over the years. I clap him on the shoulder as we sweep past, Julia between us. Ryker’s hand is on the small of her back, guiding her through the palace.
“You two are leaving?” she asks, and I don’t miss the disappointment in her voice.
“Only for a few hours.” My hand cups her ass, earning a disapproving glare from Bruno.
Bruno is one of the only ones who knows of our sexual preferences. He doesn’t judge us for it, his only concern is for our physical safety and our reputation. But, fuck it, Julia is ours now. And I don’t care who knows.
Chapter 10
Julia
Oh, God, I can’t believe this is happening. Harry’s hands are roaming my breasts, my nipples ache painfully, begging for his touch, for his tongue. Ryker is on his knees in front of me and every time his tongue flicks out over my clit I want to scream with pleasure.
If the entire world were burning down around us, I would hardly notice. The fire is within me, it’s my desire, it’s their hands and tongues and lips pleasuring me so thoroughly. I’m floating now, drifting in this Hall of Mirrors. It feels unreal. My fantasies in the bathtub can’t compare with the real thing. It’s almost as if my body isn’t my own anymore as I’m swept away in the pleasure.
I wonder if this was the reason I felt so drawn to the Hall of Mirrors earlier. If somehow, subconsciously, I knew that this was the first place I wanted to be with these two men. If my body sensed what was to come. It’s crazy, I know, but so is this. If I couldn’t feel Ryker’s tongue on my pussy and Harry’s mouth on my neck, I wouldn’t believe that this is real. I would think I’m lost in another fantasy, but this is so much better. Because it’s real. And my body is on fire.
The Hall of Mirrors is truly a hall of mirrors. Reflective glass lines the walls from the floor to the ceiling, I’m surprised it’s not on the ceiling. When I open my eyes, I catch glimpses of us in every direction. Ryker’s steel grey eyes are always on me in those mirrors, always watching my face with wicked eyes.
It’s that intensity that’s driving me so close to this edge. It’s hot, it’s sexy. And no man has ever watched me with that look in his eyes, a powerful need to watch and see just how good he’s making me feel.
And Harry, fuck, Harry. I have a feeling that he could make me orgasm just by what he’s doing to my breasts and my lips. He tweaks one of my nipples between his fingers, but the pain is delicious. I gasp, sending his eyes flaring with desire.
I want more of that look, from both of them. I’ve never wanted anything more. No man has ever awoken such feelings of need and longing within my body. I want to ask them for things that I never would have considered before. I want to fuck them with the lights on, all the time. That’s how wild I would get before I met Harry and Ryker. Now, I’m thinking of their dicks inside me at the same time. Naughty. Wicked. Delicious.
Ryker’s tongue over my clit is stiff, catching me in all the right places, his hands playing against my thighs. I can’t believe I let him take my pants off in the palace. I can’t believe I didn’t protest when his hands ran up my thighs, spreading my legs apart as if I were a doll to bend to his will. But I let him, and I would do it again, because these two men are bringing me to levels of ecstasy and pleasure that I have never dreamed of. I’m high off of them, and I sure as hell don’t want to come down.
I bury my fingers in Ryker’s hair as his tongue darts inside my pussy. I can’t help but push his face closer to me, to grind my pussy against his tongue like I would against his dick. I’m never this demanding. I always try to restrain myself during sex so I don’t do anything embarrassing, but Harry and Ryker have released me completely. I have no inhibitions. I’ve never felt more free. So, I grind my pussy against his tongue and I take and take and take. He laughs, a rumble and vibration that sends more pleasure through my core.
Gasping, I search for Harry’s mouth with my own, finally finding it, and demanding he open for me. I can’t express how much I need his lips on mine. But instead, it’s his tongue that forces my lips apart, his tongue making desperate sweeps in my mouth. His tongue I imagine on my ass. He overtakes me completely, I become the submissive one while he dominates me with his tongue, making demands of my body. Demands I’m more than willing to fill.
I can barely open my eyes, but I do, simply so I can see them. I want to see their faces, the way they respond to my body. Harry’s eyes are closed, but his face is flushed with desire, his body taut and trembling over me. Fuck, it’s like watching an angel. And Ryker, the more wicked one despite his subdued demeanor has his eyes open, still staring at me in the mirror. We make eye contact and I smile at the way he doubles his efforts when I do.
I’m shaking now, my legs trembling so violently I know I would collapse if not for Ryker’s hand on my ass, propping me up, and Harry’s arms around me. Wave after wave of pleasure courses through my body, so intense that I could be hovering over us, watching, and still feel every touch.
They like it when I tremble against them, they love it even. And they take me more fiercely. Suddenly, time stops, the world stops spinning, and sparks fly in my visions. Ryker has curled two fingers inside me, gently, so smoothly I didn’t notice until he delved in completely. I shudder, my eyes fluttering open. All of my conscious is suddenly focused intensely on what Ryker’s fingers are doing in my pussy. He pumps me deeply, and he drags his tongue devastatingly slowly over my clit. I catch his gaze in one of the mirrors, he winks at me.
“Ah, fuck me,” I whimper, tangling my fingers in his hair.
“Ah!” I pant as Harry’s teeth graze the sensitive flesh of my nipple. He bites a little harder, sending a delicious prick of pain through my body.
He pulls back from my breast, taking both in his hands and squeezing them, his thumbs rubbing my stiff nipples. He bends over my ear, his hot breath wafting over me. “You like it when we fuck you like this?”
I want to scream in response, to yell their names. I want to tell them to fuck me hard, with both of them inside me. But my body is weak with pleasure, and I can’t find any control left within me to respond. So, I moan instead, and nod weakly.
I look towards the mirrors, where Ryker is watching me. He pulls away from my pussy, his fingers still curled inside me, and presses his lips to my thigh. His mouth grazes my skin, leaving a trail of fire in its wake. It’s sweet, that kind of tenderness. And fucking hot.
“Are you ready to come? Do you want us to make you come like this?” he asks, his voice husky with desire.
I can’t even find it within me to nod when his tongue finds my pussy again. Harry catches one of my breasts in his mouth, cupping the other one gently. I know I’m close, I know it because I can’t feel my legs anymore. And then suddenly, Ryker’s tongue makes a final sweep over my clit, straight down to my pussy where his fingers are pumping me fast, and I can’t hold back any longer.
I scream, a shrill cry of ecstasy that echoes off of the mirrors and back towards us. But Ryker and Harry don’t stop when I climax. Harry’s tongue swirls around my nipple, his teeth grazing the sensitive bud. Ryker thrusts his fingers in and out of my pussy with feral desire and my orgasm pulses in time with his pumping. I feel raw, ripped, and as light as a feather. They carry me through it, and it feels like I’ve been orgasming for hours when the pleasure finally fades.
