Raines, Elizabeth - Sold [Wicked Missions 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (8 page)

With a nod to Brandon, she swept her hesitation away and gave in to what she truly desired. Yes, she would sleep with them—
both
— before this whole thing was over, but she’d tease them into a frenzy first. She’d be the one holding the reins. “Take them off, Brandon.”

He didn’t have to be told twice, roughly dragging the panties down her body and shoving them in his pocket before setting her back on her feet. His hands were palms out, hovering over her tits as if unsure of whether he should stretch forward those last few centimeters. She showed mercy, grabbing his hands, and pressing them against her breasts. The feel of his rough palms against her nipples made them instantly harden into pebbles, and his responding growl sent a surge of want straight to her clitoris. What woman wouldn’t be excited at seeing a man as handsome as Brandon with such naked desire in his eyes? His passion fueled her own, making her blood heat, flowing like lava through her veins.

Carter pressed his chest to her back, the heat of his body seeping into hers, his desire blending with her own. Both guys still had their shorts on, which for some odd reason made her feel more vulnerable than she would if they were all naked. Perhaps because they’d be on equal footing that way. She wiggled her ass against the erection she felt as he wrapped his arms around her waist and hugged her tightly. “Maybe you should both…um…take off your shorts?”

Brandon was already reaching for his waistband when Carter said, “Lyrianna… We told you before, it’s okay. We don’t expect—”

She stopped his words by turning, threading her arms around his neck, and covering his mouth with hers. For a few very awkward seconds, he didn’t respond, not moving a single muscle. She was about to back off when he went off like fireworks, roughly grabbing her waist and tugging her against him as his tongue swept into her mouth, rubbing against hers and making her toes curl.

Brandon came up behind her, rubbing his cock against her bottom, then sliding it down the cleft between the cheeks until he gently pushed between her upper thighs. She cuddled him against her core, loving the feel of his erection against her pussy lips. How foolish was it to believe she could be here alone with these two men and not let them fuck her brains out? But how much sweeter it was knowing they were doing this because they wanted her, not because they thought it was their right!

Lyrianna tangled her fingers through Carter’s hair and flattened her breasts against his chest. Brandon’s lips found a sensitive spot where neck met shoulder and nipped the skin before his tongue ran over the bite to soothe it. She tilted her head, giving him a little better access, and purred into Carter’s mouth.

Brandon cupped her buttocks as he slowly and gently pushed his cock against her pussy, mimicking the act she knew they all wanted. Fearing he was so starved for sex that he’d simply grab her hips and thrust inside from behind, she decided to slow things down a little.

Pulling away from the kiss, she took her arms back and tried to side-step the men. They both groaned, which made her smile. “I believe we have baths to get done first.” She held out her hand. “Who brought the soap?”

“I don’t know. Maybe I dropped it?” Carter fished through his pockets. “Oops. Here it is.” He plopped the bar on her hand, and she closed her fingers around it.

“Get those shorts off,” Lyrianna said with a wink. “I’ll start on Brandon, then I’ll wash you, Carter. After that, the two of you can help me get clean.”

While Carter tried to get out of his shorts so quickly she feared he might drown, she turned to Brandon. Where they stood, the water was at her waist. With his height, it hit him right at groin level, making his enormous cock bob in the little waves lapping against his stomach. She smiled at him as she rubbed the cake of soap between her hands, working up a lather. “Ready?”

He nodded and wiggled his hips, making his dick surf in the waves. “Want to start there?”

She laughed, loving how free she felt now that the rules had changed. The soap slipped out of her hands, so she let it float away, concentrating on Brandon and the intensity of his stare. “How about…” She took a step closer. “I start…” Another step. “Here.” Lyrianna smoothed her hands over his chest, rubbing suds through the patch of hair she’d been dying to touch. Massaging her palms over his nipples, she giggled when they turned to hard little nubs as she pinched them.

“You’re killing me.” Brandon gaped down at her, looking near to pain until his mouth bowed into a smile. “But you know that, don’t you? You
love
driving me insane.”

“I have to admit—” She ran her hands over his shoulders and down his arms, loving the way his muscles felt like knotted rope under his smooth skin. “—that it’s a bit intoxicating to have such a big, powerful man at my mercy.”

His hand covered one of hers. He dipped it below the surface of the water, smoothing away what remained of the suds from her skin with his thumb. Then he raised her hand to his lips and kissed the back of it before dragging her index finger into his mouth and giving it an easy suck. His gentleness made her feel cherished, and she somehow knew that Brandon and Carter would never hurt her. He brushed a kiss over her palm. “I’m at your mercy, beautiful lady. Whatever you ask, I’ll give you.”

Since Carter’s kiss had been so incredible, she wanted to know Brandon’s taste as well. Her world had become surreal, and she wasn’t sure she’d ever get accustomed to having two men there with her, both wanting to make love to her. At the same time. Her sister would be appalled and would probably tell her just how depraved she’d become. Belusians did have very high sex drives, so perhaps Callinda would understand…especially considering the circumstances that brought Lyrianna to Pagonna.

Instead of feeling at all ashamed for standing there entirely nude in front of Brandon and Carter, Lyrianna was more aroused than she could ever remember. Each time one of them fixed a passionate stare on her, her gut tightened and her pussy clenched in desire. The heat actually increased when they gave a loving glance to each other. Who would have thought the idea of two men coming together would be so fucking sexy? “What I want is for you to kiss me.”

Subtle wasn’t Brandon’s strong suit. She’d realized that from the moment she met him, and the way his arms wrapped around her now as he lifted her almost out of the water to bring her face level with his only confirmed the fact. Then he kissed the daylights out of her, his tongue wild, giving her nothing to do except reply in kind. He made love to her with his mouth, their tongues mating in a dance of give and take. Thrust and parry. She never wanted him to stop.

Carter’s hands were suddenly on her hips, stroking upward until he brushed the undersides of her breasts. Brandon didn’t seem to want to let her move away, not even enough for Carter to fit his flattened hands between them to get to her tits. His frustrated growl roared in her ear. Having never been in a sharing situation before, she wasn’t sure exactly what to do to ensure there was no jealousy and that she pleased both men so neither felt cheated or left out. She tore her mouth away from Brandon’s and turned her head. Finding some bravado, she said, “I love it when a lover touches my ass.”

Carter’s smile was brighter than the sun. “And are you telling us we’re going to be lovers, Lyrianna?”

A sarcastic retort at how obvious the answer was, considering she was already naked, tickled her tongue, but she bit it back. “Yes, baby. We’re going to be lovers.”

“Are you sure?” That question coming from Brandon seemed surprising.

She turned her head back to stare into his dark eyes. “I’m sure.”

“Then wrap those gorgeous legs around me,” he ordered. And then he was kissing her again, wading out of the surf as Carter followed close behind, constantly running his palms over her ass or up her spine.

When they reached the veranda, Brandon set her back on her feet and grabbed a towel he’d left over a wicker chair. He started rubbing her hair with it while Carter picked up another towel and gave tender attention to her arms before gently patting her breasts dry. She watched his face, and when he licked his lips, her pussy spasmed and flooded with fluid at the pure desire she saw in his eyes. Before she could offer herself to him, he dropped the towel, wrapped an arm around her waist, and arched her back.

He buried his face between her breasts and inhaled deeply. “Damn, Lyri. You smell wonderful.”

“Can we call you Lyri?” Brandon asked, rapidly drying himself with the towel he’d been using on her.

“Sure,” she replied, “Hannah always…” Her words turned to a moan as Carter ran a tongue over her nipple before drawing it deep into his mouth. Heat raced to her cunt as more moisture rushed out. She tried to keep her legs tightly together to keep from drenching her thighs.

“Can we take her inside to the bed?” Brandon asked, staring down and looking like a kid left out of a game as Carter feasted on her breasts. “At least that way I can eat her pussy while you’re having fun with her tits.” He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. “Sorry, Lyri. I shouldn’t be so…blunt.”

As she tangled her fingers in Carter’s hair, wanting to keep him right where he was, she managed to say, “I like it when you talk dirty.”

A groan rose from Carter as he pulled away from her breasts. “Fuck, I think you’re the perfect woman.” He swept her into his arms, walking into the house in long strides as Brandon followed close behind. “Maybe the big bed isn’t such a bad idea,” Carter said over his shoulder.

“I like it,” Lyrianna said as he laid her on the sheets. She scooted to the middle as Brandon walked to the other side. The men stood on opposite sides of the bed, doing nothing more than staring at her. She stared back, taking in the cocks jutting from their muscular bodies, when it suddenly dawned on her that these men—these perfect men—were hers. All she had to do was call, and they’d give her anything she wanted. Her heart swelled with affection as she held up her hand and crooked her finger. “C’mon, boys. Make love to me.”

Brandon hadn’t realized he could move that quickly. He got to Lyrianna first and tackled her to the sheets, covering her body with his. He gave her one hard kiss on the mouth before working his way down her body, wanting to taste every inch of her soft skin. Taking little, nibbling bites and long licks, he followed the line of her collarbone to the center of her chest. As he palmed her full breasts, loving the feel of the hard nipples tickling his hands, he inhaled, remembering what Carter had said about how wonderful she smelled. His mate had been right—she was the perfect woman for the two of them. Clean female with a whiff of musk from her arousal. His cock was already spurting out pre-cum, and he didn’t care. The first time was going to be quick, probably embarrassingly so, but fuck it. He’d rebound fast enough to make love to her a second time tonight. And maybe a third.

If they weren’t careful, he and Carter would wear her pussy out.

Pussy
. That was what he’d been craving. He kissed each of her nipples as Carter scooted closer and started kissing her lips. Her hands tangled in his hair, and she moaned. Brandon figured he’d give her something to
really
make her moan. Dragging his tongue down her flat belly, he loved watching the gooseflesh he raised in his wake. One kiss on each hip bone, then he reached between her thighs.

Gently spreading them, he buried his nose in the tight, blonde curls and inhaled. “Shit, Lyri. You smell so sweet.” Running his fingers between her lips, he spread them, baring her pink jewel. With no warning, he leaned down and sucked her clitoris.

When Lyrianna almost bucked off the bed, Carter smiled against her mouth. All Brandon had talked about ever since they’d made the decision to go to the auction was eating pussy.
Looks like he dove right on in.

Carter captured her moans with his mouth, rubbing his tongue across hers. Her hand reached out to brush his thighs, so he guided it to his cock, wrapping her fingers around the shaft. Her skin felt like silk against his, and he feared he’d shoot his wad like some damned kid just from the way she was touching him. Her thumb found the drops of fluid on the crown, and she smeared it around at the same time she coaxed his tongue into her mouth and gave it a hard suck.

Fuck, he wasn’t going to last long.

When he pulled his mouth away, he was panting for breath. He looked into Lyrianna’s face and realized whatever Brandon was doing down there was pleasing her. Her cheeks were flushed red, and she was breathing as raggedly as he was. Her eyes had darkened to the most beautiful shade of gray.

“Brandon!” she shouted. “I’m going to…” The word turned into a throaty scream as she arched her back and tugged on his hair.

All Carter could do was stare at how beautiful she was in the throes of her orgasm. He smoothed her damp hair away from her face and leaned in to kiss her parted lips. In that moment, despite the logical part of his brain telling him he was a fool, he fell in love with her. “Can I make love to you?”