Chapter 25

Winnie

T he request slips from between my thoroughly kissed lips, unbidden. Instantly the air between the two of us changes as Theo’s hand slides out from under my skirt. For a split second, I’m terrified, because he pulls back from me.

But the way Theo is grinning at me says yes. Or at least maybe.

“That’s what you want, Angel? I’ll get him.”

He shifts us both, as if I weigh nothing, so that I’m the one sitting in the sumptuous wingback chair and he’s standing over me, hands braced on the chair arms. He kisses me again, slow, his tongue making me shiver with delight.

Then he’s gone, and I blink in surprise. I’m dreaming. I touch my lips, plumped up and sensitive. Is this really happening?

A moment later, it’s all three of us in the lounge. I hear the click of the door as Theo locks it. Leo slides me a wicked smile and my stomach flutters with anticipation .

Somehow I manage to rise from the chair, and stand. My legs are shaky. My whole body is trembling with desire as my two boys close in on me.

They slot themselves around me, Theo in front, Leo behind. As if they’ve choreographed it, they each put a hand on one of my shoulders and one of my hips, in perfect mirroring movements.

Holy fuck. The sensations their hard bodies pull from mine are so intense I need to shut my eyes to keep from being overwhelmed.

Leo pushes my hair aside and kisses a trail from the top of my spine, down, down, down my back. I’m infinitely grateful I picked an almost backless top. I don’t know where the fuck I got the confidence to actually wear it, but my back is one part of my body I’m okay with.

Theo slides his hand from my hip down the side of my skirt until I feel his fingertips graze the side slit. He seems totally obsessed with the slit in my skirt tonight, and I make a solemn vow to wear this outfit often.

I lift my chin as Theo’s lips settle on the sensitive skin along the edge of my jaw. He gently but insistently licks and sucks one side of my neck before switching to the other. His mouth finally lands back on mine, as his hand slips under my skirt.

Leo licks a line back up my spine, and as he does, he slides a hand around the front of me. He skims my ribs, the underside of my boob.

Blood rushes in my ears. I have no idea what to do with my hands in this situation. I slink one arm around Theo’s waist and reach back with my other hand, intending to grope Leo’s thigh.

I miss.

Oh my God.

When I moan into Theo’s kiss, too excited by the feel of Leo’s cock straining against his pants to contain myself, Leo tilts his hips forward, pushing himself further into my open palm. He groans softly against my spine, which shoots electricity straight through my core.

Theo’s mouth is back at the edge of my jaw, his hand is as far up my skirt as my skirt will allow in this position. His hand wraps around my thigh, skimming back and forth along my skin, igniting every previously untouched nerve.

I’m afraid if I open my eyes and catch a glimpse of even a hair on either of their heads, I’ll lose myself completely and rip my clothes straight off. Rip off theirs, too.

None of my vast experience with dildos had prepared me for Gavin, my whole body utterly and completely claimed by him… Am I ready for my first threesome, when I’ve barely had my first twosome?

Would Theo and Leo even be down for…

“Have you two had lots of threesomes?” I blurt. “I mean, the two of you with one woman?”

They laugh in unison, low rumbles I feel vibrating against my skin.

“Why do you ask, love?” Leo questions. He turns my head, holding my face in his hands, forcing eye contact. “Are you ready for double trouble? ”

There’s a smile in the glittering green of his eyes, but he’s seriously asking.

“I…”

Can’t speak.

“We’ve had quite a few offers for that scenario,” Leo’s voice is low and seductive. He pauses, nipping my earlobe.

My panties are flooding now. He might make me come just by talking to me.

But then he says, “We’ve never taken anyone up on it.”

“Oh.” My face already felt hot… my entire body feels hot… but it gets even hotter. Embarrassed. Of course they wouldn’t want to… with me…

“But if you were to ask, love,” Leo continues. He turns me around so that I’m facing him now. “My answer would be yes .”

Theo slides his hands up my thighs, which he appears to have claimed, then pulls me back against his chest. He drops his mouth into the hollow of my neck, which he also seems to have claimed, kissing my skin.

I can feel how hard he is through my skirt. “My answer would also be yes,” he says.

The new gush of warmth inside my pussy compensates for the dryness in my throat. The thought of them both, wanting me… at once…

“How long do we have this room for?” I rasp.

One side of Leo’s mouth quirks up. “As long as we want it. ”

I nod. “Okay. Um. Can we just play around and see where it goes? I don’t know if… I know this isn’t sexy but I don’t have a lot of experience and…”

I’m talking too fast. I’m breathless.

“We’ll take care of you, love.” Leo’s reassuring promise is pressed against my temple.

His other promise, the hard one, is pressed into the front of my skirt.

Theo’s is pressed into my ass.

The image of the three of us naked, of their hard bodies and harder cocks pressed against me, and into me, makes my stomach flip.

“Um, wait,” I blurt out. “I’m not ready for…”

The inexperience is really showing itself, now. I can’t even say the word anal . My cheeks are heating up.

“Winnie,” Theo says, turning me back around so that I face him again. His gorgeous green eyes are shining with affection. “Don’t be afraid to tell us what you want and what you don’t. We want to know. We need to know.”

“I’m not ready for anal.”

“Noted,” Theo says and then his mouth captures mine in the most sensuous and sweet kiss in the history of time. Without words, it tells me he’s not going to push but he wants anything and everything I’m willing to give. “You tell us when you want to stop.”

“Let’s take some clothes off, shall we?” Leo asks, his palm pressed against the small of my back .

I nod, automatically reaching for the buttons of Theo’s shirt. As I work the buttons down, Leo finds the zipper of my skirt and works it down, matching my pace, which feels agonizingly slow.

My skirt comes loose and Leo tugs it down over my hips, his hand grazing my ass. As my skirt pools around my feet, he slides a finger into the top part of my thong, making an obscene noise in his throat, before gripping my hips and pulling me against him.

I yank at the last of Theo’s buttons, yank off his shirt, and strip him out of his undershirt, too. Run my hands over his pecs. Bite my lip.

“You can use those teeth on me if you want to,” he says.

I press a few kisses to Theo’s chest and then suck one of his nipples into my mouth, ever-so-lightly grazing the skin around it with my teeth. He lets out a low moan, his hand curving the base of my skull, his fingers tangling in my hair.

Leo’s hand is skimming down the front of my panties, teasing along the edges. “Mmmm, soaked through. I wonder if you’re as wet as I am hard. I’m so fucking hard for you, Win.”

He takes one of my hands pressing it against the bulge in his pants. Indeed, rock hard. Harder than before, somehow.

“How are you doing, Angel?” Theo asks, pulling my attention back to him.

I undo his belt, then the front of his pants.

Holy fuck, he’s not wearing any underwear.

Holy fuck, he’s bigger than Gav. Not that it’s a competition, but …

“Win?” he prompts.

My basement is flooded and needs your immediate attention, sir.

“I’m okay.”

Theo slides his pants down and steps out of them and then stands in front of me completely buck-ass naked and so fucking gorgeous, I can’t even.

He spins me around so I’m facing Leo. He pulls my shirt over my head and drops a kiss into my neck.

Leo is baldly staring at me in my peach lace bra and panties, looking like a kid in a candy shop. “Well, I just got even harder. Damn girl.”

Not possible for him to be even harder, surely.

“You’re wearing too many clothes, Leo,” I try to say, but I’m babbling.

I am nearly coming undone at the way Theo fingers slip past the waistband of my panties, his lips on my shoulders, his cock grazing my back.

Leo takes a few steps back, locking eyes with mine. He undresses himself with agonizing slowness, starting with his shirt.

Theo’s very skillful fingers find my clit. “This okay?”

I nod, very aware of Leo’s eyes watching my face.

I can barely keep my eyes open and my knees feel like they’re going to give out as he works me.

Leo’s gaze drops, watching my hips as they begin to rock back and forth, grinding myself against Theo’s touch. He unbuckles his belt .

My head falls back as Theo discovers a spot I wasn’t even sure I knew was there and the sensation sends a jolt through me, causing me to cry out in surprise. When my gaze finds Leo again, he’s naked, too, and my brain short circuits.

“You have tattoos on your cock,” I babble, stupidly. I’m five seconds from coming all over Theo’s hand. He has an arm around my waist now, holding me against him, his cock pressing against my back.

Leo glances down at himself with a lopsided smile and says, “Damn, how’d this get here?”

I can’t stop looking at the bold design, something Celtic or Viking, in the shape of…

“Thor’s Hammer. Want to see if you’re strong enough to wield it, love?”

I laugh, but it quickly turns into a moan as he comes back to me and takes my face in his hands. He kisses me and I reach for his cock. I have to hold him.

His cock is so thick, the silky soft, yet solid skin rippling as my fingers go around him.

Theo’s finger slides past my panties, slipping inside me. I’m on sensory overload, moaning into Leo’s mouth as Theo rapidly brings me to the precipice.

Leo pulls back and says, “Come for us, love.”

At his request, I go crashing over the edge and damn, I hope this room is soundproof. Waves hit me and by the time they stop, I’m boneless.

“Now,” Theo says, “the fun begins. ”

“That was fun,” I murmur. I wouldn’t still be standing if they weren’t holding me up.

I yelp when Theo takes his hand away. But he kisses my shoulder as he gently tugs my panties down.

Leo takes off my bra, his hands instantly replacing it.

“Maybe so, but that,” he says, “was the opening act.”