Chapter 19 Eden #2
Eden's tongue was a thief in Liam's mouth, stealing his breath and claiming his groans of surrender. Her hands were claws, raking down his chest, nails scraping against the fabric of his shirt. He arched against her, a willing sacrifice. Every cell in her body screamed for more.
Something hot touched the back of her thighs. Benson. She didn't break the kiss with Liam, but her body tensed, taut with anticipation.
Benson’s touch was rough, yet the whisper of her skirt being pushed up, over her hips, was as delicate as his feelings toward her. Cool air kissed her bare ass. Benson's hands were hot brands on her thighs, spreading her wide.
She felt his gaze, as heavy as the body pulling her down toward the couch. Then his breath, which was a ghost against her slick folds. His tongue touched her, from her entrance to her clit. Her cry was swallowed by Liam's mouth.
Benson wasn’t gentle. He was starving, after all. His tongue delved deep, fucking her as if he had never shoved his face behind her like this. Good God, man. He was tasting her, devouring her, consuming her. Or, at least, giving her pussy that blessed attention while she relaxed against Liam.
Her hips bucked, grinding against Benson's face. Seeking more, needing more.
Liam’s hands were in her hair, holding her in place and controlling her movements.
He was the master of her mouth and the king of her tongue.
Take more of me, sir. While Liam inhaled her kisses and invited her hands beneath his shirt, Benson’s mouth made love to her nether lips.
At least their tongues are all up in me. What would it take to get more?
Liam broke the kiss, his forehead pressed against hers.
His eyes, dark and wild in the silent shadows of Benson’s apartment, held a triumphant gleam.
“Look at you,” he murmured, his fingers tangling in her hair, tugging just enough to make her gasp.
“So fucking greedy for it. You love this, don’t you? ”
He didn’t wait for an answer. He knew.
“His tongue buried in that perfect cunt while you kiss me like you own me,” Liam continued, his voice a low, dirty murmur against her swollen lips. “You’re a goddamn goddess, and we're your measly worshippers.”
Eden could only moan. A broken, desperate sound.
“Feel that?” Liam’s grip tightened. Eden choked back a guttural sound.
“That’s another man. Tasting you. Remembering you.
” His other hand slid down her back, over the curve of her ass, his fingers grazing the skin where Benson’s hands held her open.
“He missed this. Even if he’s too much of a stubborn bastard to admit it. ”
Benson’s tongue gave her clit a hard, merciless flick. A bolt of lightning shot through her. Her whole body was rigid as she froze in place, held by Liam’s hand on one end and braced by Benson on the other.
“Yeah, that’s it,” Liam growled, sensing the shift. “Come for us, babe. Give him what he wants. Give me what I need."
Benson’s lips closed around her clit with a perfect, earth-shaking suction.
Orgasm suddenly tore through her with a breathtaking wave of pure pleasure. A strangled cry tore from her throat as she came, her body almost leaping off Liam. Her hips bucked wildly, grinding against Benson's face as her nails dug deep into Liam’s shoulders.
Her world went white. A blinding, all-consuming light. And in that light, there were only them. Their hands on her skin. Their mouths pressing against her.
Liam held her through it, grounding her as she fell apart.
When she finally collapsed against Liam’s chest, Benson slowly pulled back. Eden craned her head around and met his gaze. His face glistened with a solemn testament to her pleasure. He looked at her, hungry and utterly undone.
Liam laughed. Eden suddenly realized it wasn’t for her entertainment. “Having fun?” he asked the man behind his girlfriend.
Benson rolled up his sleeves. Eden couldn’t see it, but she heard him unzipping.
Oh, fuck. She was compelled to lower her head and suck Liam’s throat, his arms around her as her ass pushed farther up into the air, inviting Benson into her.
Her tights were torn and ruined, but she didn’t care.
Small price to pay for these two giving her the time of her life.
She almost missed Benson’s gratuitous reply. “Shut up. I had to warm her up.”
“She’s feeling plenty warmed up over here.”
“I thought you’d get my pussy first,” Eden whispered in Liam’s ear as she welcomed the tip of Benson’s bare cock in her entrance. “That’s sort of your guys’ whole thing.”
“That when you were with us separately,” Liam informed her, before letting out a fierce growl when Benson shoved himself in her to the hilt.
Eden’s nails tore at the buttons on Liam’s shirt, but she couldn’t get them undone as she was invaded with intense, dirty pleasure.
“Now you’re with both of us. It’s just like old times. ”
Eden cried out as Benson began fucking her in earnest. Suddenly, she was the one feeling a little embarrassed as she shared this moment with Liam right beneath her.
Yet he wasn’t bothered at all. If anything, his tongue in her ear lulled her into that sense of safety she yearned for as one man took her and the other whispered, “Grab my cock, you naughty little thing.”
Her fingers fumbled for Liam's fly. Metal teeth gave way. Her hand dove inside, wrapping around his hard, hot heat. He hissed in satisfaction. His grip on her hair tightened.
Benson drove into her from behind. Each thrust forced a gasp from her lips. Each thrust pushed her hand harder against Liam’s cock.
This was the heat. The friction. Liam’s silky skin against her palm. Benson’s rough grip on her hips. The slap of skin on skin. That primal beat that now defined Eden’s life.
Liam’s hand covered hers. He guided her and showed her what to do, especially when she needed autopilot because she was too distracted by the fast and fierce fucking from behind. Faster. Harder. Liam’s thumb brushed her clit. She bucked against him… and against Benson.
“Don’t stop,” she pathetically whined.
“Fuck,” Liam growled. “Look at you. Taking that big cock of his. It’s like nothing for you, isn’t it, love?”
Benson’s answer was a groan. A deeper, harder thrust. He watched her hand work Liam’s cock.
Everything about Benson Smith was hungry and possessive.
He doesn’t just possess me. He was fucking her.
But he was watching Liam. The old dynamic must have been as alive and electric as ever, based on how merciless Benson treated them both.
Eden was the fulcrum. Every nerve ending was alight. Her blood sang. It screamed yes yes yes while all her mouth could do was moan. This was the fire. The fever. And she was burning for them.
Benson stilled. The sudden absence of his cock was a loss to Eden’s temporary psyche. Strong hands wrapped around her waist, pulling her up, her back flush against his chest. His sweater was hot, and his heartbeat a heavy drum against her shoulder blades.
His hands slid up, cupping her breasts. Fingers found her nipples through two layers of clothing. Sharp. Pleasurable. A gasp fell from her mouth. Her head fell back against him, a silent offering for him to kiss her.
Liam watched. Did he even realize he was now touching his own cock, keeping himself hard as Eden was claimed like a prize in the middle of a row?
“She likes this, doesn’t she?” Benson’s voice was a low, rumbling vibration against her ear. “Being touched and watched.”
Eden whimpered.
“Look at him, angel,” Benson commanded. “Getting himself off to the sight of you.”
Liam’s thumb swiped over the head of his cock, spreading a glistening bead. Eden’s cunt clenched. Give it to me. She thought it without remorse. She wanted them both inside of her. The sooner, the better.
“He wants to fuck you,” Benson continued, his words dirty and delightful. “That bastard wants to feel you come around his cock while I’m buried inside you.” His fingers tightened on her nipples. “We’re gonna share you, angel. Every inch.”
Every word he uttered only got her hotter. She swore that they could both sense how wet she was for them, and not just because Benson had “gotten her ready” for them. I want them both. So badly. “Please,” she begged with a ragged whisper. “Both of you. Now.”
“Beg for it better,” Benson growled. “Tell us what you want.”
“You!” she cried out, her hips rocking against him. “Both of you! Please! Share me!” Something about what she said made Benson pinch her nipples again. “I need you inside me!”
Liam slowly stopped stroking himself. Why was his smile so hot, his burning gaze so insidious as Eden looked down at him with another man wrapped around her?
“That can absolutely be arranged,” Benson muttered in her ear before sinking his tongue into her. As she groaned in uncontrollable desire, he yanked her dress up and exposed her stomach and bra to the man before her.
“This is hot,” Liam said, inching his leg out from underneath them, “but let’s take it to the bedroom. My foot is falling asleep from your hefty ass, Ben.”
He released Eden. She fell into the crevice between the couch and Liam.
“Don’t ever refer to my ass as hefty again,” Benson reprimanded, before yanking on Eden’s arm. He ripped her off the sofa as if she were a prize to be returned to his cave. “Come on. We’ve got to get this doll undressed.”
“Exactly. She hasn’t even sucked one of us yet.” Liam’s fingers lightly touched Eden’s chin on her way by, one arm pressed behind her as Benson marched her toward his bedroom. “And she has such a fantastic mouth on her!”
Oh, my God. I’m their doll. Eden had thought she was in charge until this moment. But as Benson moved her and Liam spoke with such authority, she realized, long before her knees hit the bed and her dress was yanked over her head, that she was theirs to mark and fuck until they were done.
Dare she admit it… theirs to share?