Chapter 11 #2
Tavish understood at once, and he shook his head. “We take care of our woman first.” Pushing my knees wider, he fixed his burning blue gaze on my pussy. “And trust me when I say it’s not a chore.”
Arousal obliterated any embarrassment I might have felt. “These bloomers are really convenient.”
His lips quirked as he traced a firm circle around my clit. “Very convenient.”
Albie slid his hands around my waist, then higher, cupping my breasts through my corset. I arched into his touch, my head falling back against his shoulder. He kneaded the tops of my breasts, then made a frustrated sound when he encountered the stiff top of my corset.
“I want more of you,” he murmured, his brogue thick and his breath hot against my ear. “May I have it?”
I nodded, beyond speech as he moved his fingers to the laces at my back.
Tavish dipped his finger lower, gathering my arousal before returning to my clit. Albie tugged at the laces of my corset, loosening them just enough to slide his hand down the front. When his fingers found my bare nipple, I gasped, caught between dueling sensations.
Albie’s long fingers rolling my nipple.
Tavish’s rougher touch stroking and petting my clit.
Both were so, so good, their hands on my body speeding me toward the edge of a dangerous cliff.
Albie sucked at my neck as he freed my other breast from the corset.
He captured that nipple, too, pinching lightly.
The stays were still tight enough against my ribs to support my breasts, and they rested on top of the unforgiving material like Albie had placed them on a shelf just so he could play with them.
I squirmed against him, my legs falling open.
With a growl, Tavish tugged the slit in my bloomers wider so it framed my pussy.
And it was more revealing than nudity would have been.
He bared the most intimate part of me, putting my pussy on display so he could service me.
They both serviced me, stroking and fondling the parts they’d exposed.
It was kinky in a way I’d never considered. It definitely couldn’t get any hotter.
Tavish took one of Albie’s hands and pulled it between my thighs. They worked my clit together, their fingers slipping over each other.
Okay, so I’d been wrong. This was hotter.
A gasp tore from my throat. I arched, shamelessly thrusting my pussy into their hands. Tavish slid a thick finger inside me, and my muscles immediately clamped hard.
“Fuck,” he muttered, breathing heavily through his nose.
Albie used one hand to play with my clit and the other to yank my chemise lower.
My bare nipples stabbed the air. Albie recaptured one and rolled the peak between his fingers.
Tavish reached up and squeezed my breast as if dividing ownership with Albie.
At the same moment, he pushed another finger inside me.
“Oh, gods!” I cried, my hips rocking. Tavish pumped his fingers in a slow, maddening rhythm, drawing loud, wet sounds from my body.
“You’re going to feel so good around our cocks,” he said.
I whimpered, grabbing at handfuls of moss.
He smiled. “And don’t think we’ve forgotten about your tight little arsehole. We’ll have you there, too, lass. That’s where you belong, stretched and stuffed between your men, your pretty holes open and begging.”
Gods, he was filthy. As if he’d conjured it, the image popped into my head. Me sandwiched between them, Albie’s cock deep in my pussy while Tavish worked his dick into my ass.
“But not tonight,” Albie said as if he’d read my mind. “Tonight is just for you.”
My muscles clenched around Tavish’s fingers. Raw, wild pleasure blistered through me. Light flashed, and ghostly scales rippled down my chest.
Tavish made a low sound of approval. He curled his fingers inside me, stroking a spot that sent a bolt of lightning down my spine. “Aye, just a taste for tonight. So you know what awaits you when you’re ready to be claimed.”
“You won’t claim me,” I said in the dragon tongue.
Promise glittered in his eyes as he answered in the same language. “We’ll see.”
I writhed between them as Albie stroked my clit and Tavish fucked his fingers inside me.
I couldn’t help but look down, my breath hitching as I watched his fingers thrust in and out of me while Albie rubbed my clit.
My arousal glistened on their hands. My moans warred with the rhythmic sucking sound of Tavish thrusting inside me.
Pleasure crested in a tall, sizzling wave, the swell climbing higher and higher until I was panting, my release hovering just out of reach.
“Let go now,” Albie said softly.
“Come for us,” Tavish growled at the same time.
The overlapping orders snapped the last thread of my control.
The wave crested, and ecstasy crashed through me.
I cried out, my back arching as my inner muscles clamped rhythmically around Tavish’s fingers.
Albie continued to stroke my clit through the spasms, drawing out my orgasm until I was trembling and gasping.
“That’s it,” Albie murmured against my ear. “So beautiful.”
My body went limp as the last ripples of pleasure faded. I slumped against Albie’s chest, breathing hard. Tavish slowly withdrew his fingers, and I whimpered at the loss. He brought them to his mouth and sucked them clean, his eyes never leaving mine.
“Sweet as honey,” he rumbled.
For a moment, we stayed like that—me boneless against Albie’s chest, Tavish’s hands gentle on my thighs. Then Tavish shifted, withdrawing from between my legs. Albie eased me forward, then slipped from behind me so I half-reclined on my own.
Tavish settled with his back against the stone. Albie crawled to him, and Tavish pulled Albie into his lap. I watched, half-dazed and still drifting, as he pushed their kilts out of the way.
They were both hard, their cocks straining. I levered myself up, reaching for my skirts to shove them down.
“No,” Tavish said sharply, freezing me in place. He jerked his chin toward my thighs. “Stay spread until we finish.”
Heat blistered my skin. Slowly, I eased back, resting on my elbows with my legs sprawled wide.
“That’s a good lass.” Tavish held my stare as he swiped moisture from my pussy and smeared it over his jutting shaft. Then he slicked Albie, who moaned low in his throat. Tavish took their cocks in one of his big hands and stroked.
“Gods…” I whispered.
“Next time,” Tavish said, working their shafts, “we’ll be inside you.”
He turned his gaze to Albie, who gave another plaintive moan. Tavish continued stroking them as he sucked two fingers of his free hand into his mouth, then carried them around Albie’s hip. A second later, Albie moaned. I didn’t need to see Tavish’s hand to know what he was doing.
He fingered Albie, thrusting inside him while he stroked their cocks together.
I couldn’t look away. My pussy throbbed at the sight of them, at the way Albie writhed on Tavish’s thighs, his head thrown back and his breathing coming in rough gasps. At the way Tavish watched me with blue eyes that blazed like the hottest part of a flame. He showed me what they did together.
What they would do with me when I was ready.
“You like watching us, Princess?” Tavish asked.
I nodded, my mouth dry.
“Tell me.”
“I like it,” I whispered. “It’s beautiful.”
Albie’s eyes were half-closed behind his glasses, his lips parted as he rolled his hips, working his body in a sexy, mesmerizing glide. The thick muscles in his thighs squeezed and clenched. Sweat gleamed in the hollow of his throat.
Tavish increased his pace, his large hand shuttling faster over their cocks. The wet sounds of flesh on flesh filled the cave, mingling with the crackle of the fire and the steady beat of rain outside. Albie’s breathing grew ragged.
“Oh gods,” he moaned, his back arching. “I’m going to—”
“Not yet,” Tavish growled, squeezing the base of their cocks. “Look at her while we finish.”
Albie’s eyes fluttered open, his gaze locking with mine. His irises had lightened to gold, his dragon staring out from his eyes. The gentle scholar was gone, replaced with something wild and undeniably powerful.
“Good lad,” Tavish purred, resuming his strokes. “She wants to watch me make you give up your seed, sweet Albie.”
I couldn’t have denied it if my life depended on it. My pussy throbbed anew at the tantalizing sight of them together, their cocks sliding and grinding within the confines of Tavish’s hand. My arousal glistened on their shafts. More moisture seeped from their slits.
Tavish twisted his wrist as he pumped them. He worked his fingers in Albie’s ass faster, the muscle in his forearm flexing.
“Now,” Tavish snarled.
They came together, their cocks jerking in Tavish’s fist as they spurted all over his hand. Semen dripped between his fingers and down his wrist. Albie cried out, curling over Tavish’s fist as more semen splattered Tavish’s knuckles.
I couldn’t tear my eyes away as the last pulses of their release shuddered through them. My dragon stirred beneath my skin, satisfied yet wanting more.
Tavish kissed Albie’s forehead. Then he looked at me. “Like what you see, lass?”
I nodded, not trusting my voice. My cheeks burned, but I couldn’t look away.
Tavish lifted his hand to his mouth and licked a stripe of their combined release from his knuckles.
“Gods,” I whispered.
Albie slumped against Tavish’s chest, his breathing gradually returning to normal. Tavish released their spent cocks and wiped his hand on the moss beside them. Albie lifted his head, his glasses nudged out of place to expose his cursed eye. He pushed them back, then extended a hand to me.
“Come here, Portia.”
A shiver passed through me, my name on his lips somehow more intimate than anything we’d done.
My legs were unsteady as I crawled over to them. They made room for me between them, Albie shifting off Tavish’s lap to sit beside me. I let Tavish settle me in the crook of his arm. Albie adjusted my clothing, his fingers careful as he tugged and tucked me back into place.
“All right?” Tavish asked, smoothing hair off my cheek.
“Yes,” I managed. “I’m good.”
Well, my dragon was good. She was soft and sated, her restlessness banked for the moment.
I, on the other hand, was incredibly stupid. A mate bond would tie me to Albie and Tavish. My people couldn’t survive without their fated mates. If one perished, the others followed. If I bonded with men from 1742, fate might bond me to their time, not mine.
And I’d just taken one very big step closer to accepting their claim.
Tavish kissed the top of my head. “Rest now. Tomorrow will bring new challenges.”
Right. And maybe new problems.