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But more than any of that, it’s her submission that brings me to my knees. She’s fucking beautiful in the way she succumbs to us, how she follows every order we give her, even when her mind tells her not to. I have no idea what that asshole has done to her and why she thinks she shouldn't make a sound, but I’m going to kill him for it.
I’d all but decided I’d be ending his life by the way he grabbed her wrist, but this just settles it. He can’t be allowed to walk the earth after committing such a travesty as telling this beautiful creature not to show her pleasure.
I meet Wyatt’s gaze as he releases the abused flesh of her breast. It’s been a long fucking time since I’ve seen him like this. Content. Barely holding on to his control. Obsessed. Everything I see in his eyes, I feel deep in my chest, and for a moment it’s fucking terrifying.
There’s a reason we haven’t cared about anyone else in such a long time. A really good reason. But right now it’s all gone out the window, and all that matters is the beautiful woman laid out for us like a feast.
I drag my finger further down her body, and her eyes widen as I brush over her stomach. She has reservations about her body clearly, but there won’t be any confusion after tonight. After tonight she’ll know just how fucking beautiful she is because we’re about to worship her like the goddess she is.
Her lust-filled eyes flick between the two of us, but she isn’t sure which one to look at. I’m still shocked to my core she agreed to this if I’m honest. She’s a good girl. She probably goes to church on Sundays and prays at night. But the only prayers she’ll be saying tonight will be to beg us to fuck her harder.
I tease the edge of her panties, the flimsy lace giving way easily as I slip my hand beneath it. She’s warm and bare under my fingers, and a guttural moan drags up my throat. But it’s when I slide between her soaking folds that I almost come in my pants like a fucking teenager.
“Is she wet?” Wyatt asks between pressing kisses to her neck.
“She’s fucking soaked,” I groan as I flick the tight bud of nerves at her crest, causing her to cry out.
We both smirk down at her, her eyes heavy lidded as she watches my hand disappear beneath the lace.
“Does that feel good, angel?” Wyatt asks as he trails his fingers around the bite marks scattered across her tits. He’s always had a thing for marking his women, but I have a feeling Leighton is going to bring that out in him tenfold.
She nods as she sinks her teeth into her bottom lip. Fuck, I want to be the one to bite that soft pillow.
“Words, angel,” he reminds her with a pinch of her nipple through her lacy bra, eliciting a squeak from her throat. His other hand flexes around her wrists, ensuring she’s secure against the mattress.
“Yes, it feels good, Sir.” Her words are rushed and quiet, but that only serves to make my cock pulse harder. I need to be inside her. I need to feel her hot little pussy clench around me until she’s mindless. But there’s so much to do before then.
“There’s our good girl.” I smile down at her.
Her eyes dilate at the praise as she arches her back. Oh she most definitely likes that.
I slip my fingers through her folds, testing her wetness before pulling my fingers free from her panties. She watches my every move as I bring my fingers to my mouth and suck her juices from them.
Her mouth pops open, probably about to object, but Wyatt quickly presses his lips to hers and cuts her off before she can voice it.
We’ve shared a lot of women over the years, but this is different. It’s not just for a bit of fun. It’s not just to get our dicks wet. It’s more, and that scares the shit out of me while simultaneously lighting a fire inside me that was extinguished years ago.
She tastes like heaven. Even sweeter than I thought she would, and I couldn’t trap the guttural moan even if I wanted to.
I watch as Wyatt kisses her with rough swipes of his tongue. He’s not going easy on her, and she doesn’t seem to have any objections. Her arms flex against his hand, trying desperately to break free, but he doesn’t even look like he’s trying to restrain her.
I never believed in fate, or love at first sight, or any of that fairy tale crap women like to make a big deal about. But that all changed tonight. Because watching our angel and my brother brings me peace. It reminds me what it feels like to feel at home.
Men like us have no right coveting someone as sweet as Leighton, have no right putting our dirty hands all over her soft skin, but I don’t think even the devil himself could keep us away from her.
Wyatt leans back slightly, his eyes flicking from the angel laid out below him to me where I’m kneeling on the other side of her. He doesn’t need to say a word for me to know exactly what he’s thinking.
Leighton is the missing piece we didn’t know we needed.
CHAPTERSIXTEEN
LEIGHTON
I’d say this moment is a dream come true, but not even my mind could conjure this image.
Two dominant men worshipping me, my body overwhelmed with sensations, my brain completely useless through the pleasure they’re giving me.
My skin burns everywhere their hands touch, and each breath is more labored than the last. Coming into this I thought it would be a memory I would hold on to in my cold, loveless marriage when I can no longer put it off, but I realize it’s more than that. As soon as I had both of their hands on me, it became so much more than that.
