Chapter 21
Lottie
“I’m going to eat your pussy like it belongs to me.” Irish’s husky voice whispered against my skin, his breath tickling my ear.
And god that voice, I wanted to moan just from the sound of it. It was so deep, so husky. Like velvet rubbing against my most intimate areas. The kind of voice that you could get off on. Just that. Just that deep darkly dangerous voice and nothing else.
It caressed me, that voice just like his front pressed against my back seemed to caress me. I could feel the softness of his T-shirt and the buttery leather of his cut rubbing against my skin but none of that turned me on as much as the sound of his voice did.
Deep gravelly, the type of voice that made your panties wet.
Below me I saw Xander’s smile grow. Whatever he was seeing when he looked at me and his best friend and sometimes lover he
liked it.
“That’s it.” He growled out when Irish’s lips found the sensitive skin just below my ear and sucked it. Adding to the mark that Xander had already given me. “She likes it when you suck right there.”
My head fell back. My eyes closed as Irish continued to nuzzle me.
“I know.”
My eyes flew open. Had he just said he knows? Half twisting my body I tried to turn my head toward him. I could feel his full warm lips on me so that meant he had that stupid bandana off and I would be able to see his face for the first time.
“No.” Irish’s voice was sharp. Tangling his fingers into my hair he pushed my head down, “kiss Xander not me.” He chuckled. “My lips are needed elsewhere.”
Cupping the back of my head, Xanders mouth caught me in a kiss that seemed to shake my world.
I lost myself in that kiss for a second, almost forgetting all about the second biker behind me but I didn’t forget Irish for long.
Grabbing my hips, he pulled my ass up and spread my legs as wide as they would go.
It didn’t just bare me for him, it opened me up. Spread me wide and left me vulnerable. I stiffened.
“Look at me.” Xander ordered and my eyes locked on his. “No one is going to hurt you.” He said in a soft hushed whisper. “Let him taste you. I want to see your face when he makes you cum.”
I sucked in a startled breath which quickly turned into a scream as Irish positioned himself between my legs and slid his tongue the length of my pussy. From clit to add and then back up.
“Fuck.” I moaned, my nails scraping across Xander’s chest.
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Irish’s chuckle vibrated through my pussy, which clenched needily around nothing, forcing me to cry out again.
I wanted, no I needed-
I didn’t know what I needed. More of this, and more and more and more.
“Such a tight little pink pussy Xander.” Irish muttered. The sound of awe in his voice clear. “You’d love it Xander. How she grips my
tongue with it.”
Xander growled. Low and dangerously in his throat. “Make it drip for you Irish. Make it gush and squirt.” His tongue lapped at my lips even as Irish lapped at my pussy. “I wanna taste her cum on your lips.”
Fuck, that was hot.
Why was that hot? I’d never really thought about being with two men before, especially two men who were also more than willing
to be together.
What would it be like to watch them?
Hot.
It would be hot.
“That’s it baby.” Irish moaned again and this time my head snapped up. I knew that voice, the way he called me baby. I knew-
My orgasm crashed over me. My muscles tensed and spawned and I fell face first down onto Xanders chest. His arms locked me to him. His eyes glittering. “That’s it babe.” He cooed, “cum for us. Cover his face.”
Each word was a ragged grunt.
I thrashed against him. The feel of Irish’s mouth and tongue dipping in and out of me, and swirling my clit almost too much to
take.
“Please.” I begged for some relief because this was too much.
Everything snapped all at once. My whole body seemed to turn into molten liquid and flow, until I was nothing but sensations.
Every bone in my body turned to jelly, so I didn’t even notice when Xander lifted me. Irish’s hands reached for him between my
parted legs, guiding him to my entrance.
“My turn to make you cum now Lottie.” Xander groaned and pulled me down onto his thigh shaft. Spearing me completely.
Another scream ripped its way out of my mouth. Too big, so thick it felt like he was everywhere at once. The orgasm that had been fading flamed back into life and my head fell back onto Irish’s chest.
Two sets of arms went about me, steadying me and trapping me between their bodies. Xander’s meaty cock pounded into me. Irish
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