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Coming out of the bathroom several minutes later, her footsteps stalled and she froze in place. There, laying on the bed she’d vacated were two bare chested men with pillows tucked up behind their heads, facing the bathroom door and evidently waiting for her.
“Oh.” A little puff of air escaped her lungs as she blinked at the sight in front of her.
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Rafferty smiled what she was certain was the most seductive smile any man had right to possess. “Good morning my mate. Join us,” he patted the space between him and Wilder, “come.”
“I just might.”
The words fell from her lips unbidden earning her wider smiles as she squeezed her knees together. Her breathing felt like an effort as they both stared at her, identical grey eyes and predatory smiles made her shiver. She reached, the
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end of the bed and on her knees crawled up the middle of
the bed to kneel between them.
She looked between them, “um, where are your shirts?”
“Wilder said you were ogling him. I was jealous. I thought you might want to look at me too.” Rafferty rubbed his hand over his perfect pectoral muscles.
“You both have tattoos.” She felt like she’d run a marathon
and was sucking in wind as she tried valiantly to look at their
faces instead of the rippled inked skin on full display.
“You can touch,” Wilder said with a smirk.
“Don’t you guys need the bathroom?” she was desperate for a diversion before she foolishly lunged at them. Why were they so hot?
“I popped into Rafferty’s while you were in there.” Wilder smirked. “He’s apparently been awake for hours waiting for you.”
She gasped when he boldly grabbed her hand and put it on his belly, “Wilder!”
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“Touch us. You can touch us. We don’t bite.”
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“I do,” Rafferty teased her, “but only in ways you’ll enjoy.”
Her fingers flexed over Wilder’s abdomen and then tentatively reached her other hand out to Rafferty’s. His stomach sucked in as she let her fingers trail over the
muscles and she was in awe of how her touch made him
react. Tiny dots of goosebumps rolled over his flesh, and she
widened her eyes at the reaction. She looked over at Wilder
and let her nails slide through the curvature of his muscular
pecs and his nipples tightened and she wriggled further up
the bed between them on her knees.
“Look at what you do to us,” Rafferty hoarsely commented. “A
simple touch and we’re both struggling to keep our heads on
straight.”
“More.” The one word from Wilder made her meet his gaze with startled eyes.
Her hands began to explore the torsos of her mates. Tracing tattoos, winding over the sharp ridges of their abs, dipping along the v shape which disappeared into the waistband of their pajamas. She tried her best to keep her eyes at the waist and up, taking in the way Rafferty’s eyes watched 3/8
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every move she made while Wilder closed his eyes as if he
were wanting to focus on the feelings she was eliciting.
“You’re both so strong,” she mumbled, her tongue feeling
much to thick for her mouth.
“I’m feeling incredibly weak right now,” Wilder responded, his eyes shut, his head tilted back on the pillow. “If you told me to roll over on my belly and you were going to spank me, I don’t think I could refuse you.”
She giggled at his words, “Wilder.”
“Ditto.”
The sharpness of Rafferty’s words made her eyes flick to his and saw the way his jaw was clenched tight.
“Are you okay?”
“I feel like a teenage boy being touched for the first time. If you let your hand dip lower, I don’t know if I wouldn’t simply cream my pants like I was a virgin.”
“Rafferty,” she snickered at his comments and then feeling very brave said with as much bravado as she could muster,
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“we should test that theory. How much of my hands can you take before you cream your pants?”
“Oh baby, tell me you want to give us hand jobs.” Wilder begged crassly.
“Can I?”
Wilder was rolling off the bed with a speed which would have
been comical if she weren’t so anxious to do what he said. He
was kicking his cotton pants across the floor with vehemence, his cock straining towards his abdomen. He jumped back onto the bed, lay on his back and grabbed her hand and put
it on his length. “Please!”
She looked at Rafferty who appeared to be frozen in place.
“You don’t want this?”
Rafferty pinched his own arm, shook his head and muttered, “I thought I was dreaming. I must be dreaming. There is no way this is real.”
“Brother, she’s stroking my cock and her hand feels like silk. Why are you still dressed?”
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the air and was scrambling to rid himself of the clothing restricting him.
She boldly licked her palm when he settled and then took
him in her hand. Feeling every bit the vixen, perhaps lost in a dream of her own, Jacqueline took full advantage of the
way the two men were responding to her touch. Their hips
were thrusting upwards into her grip, beads of come seeping
from the heads slipping through her curled fists. She let her thumbs glide along the slits and then draw the wetness back down as they hardened in her hands.
The moans which slipped from their lips, the darkening of their eyes and the flush of color on their cheeks as they rested against the pillow while she stroked them closer to the
brink.
“I wonder which of you will come first,” the quiet comment had both men groaning loudly at her pleading words. “Remember when you watched me come in the conference room? It’s my turn now. Let me see what my mates look like when I make them feel good.”
“You make us feel so good,” Rafferty gritted out through
clenched teeth. “I’m hanging on by a tether.”
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“Don’t hang on. Let it go.” Her hand was picking up pace and
then Wilder let out a loud growl and her hand was filled with a sticky warmth and seconds later Rafferty followed suit. She watched the veins at their necks bulging as they both
came in her palms and over their bellies. “This is so sexy,” she gently released them and then backed off the bed. “Let me get something to clean you both up.”
“Use your tongue,” Rafferty pleaded with her. “Please?”
She giggled, “give an inch.”
“I’ll give you nine.” Wilder panted, “I only need a few minutes to catch my breath.”
She was already grabbing wet cloths from the bathroom shaking her head. She returned to the room and dropped the cloths on their bellies. “Clean yourselves up. I need to go.” She turned to the wardrobe and began pulling clothes out.
Rafferty lifted his head in disbelief, opening one eye, “you’re leaving us? We didn’t even get to touch you!”
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first meetings. I’m skiing with River later.” She leaned over
and kissed Wilder’s mouth and then rounded the bed to kiss
Rafferty.
“We want to make you feel good too!” he protested.
“I feel great!” she snickered at his disappointed expression. “I just made my mates come with only my hands. I’m feeling like a queen. I can’t wait to see later what I can do with my
mouth!”
At their loud groans she disappeared into the bathroom to
get ready for the day, all the while a wide smile decorating
her face.
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