The dots connected. “I’m guessing that when the brother found out about her being unfaithful to him, he killed her?”
“Right. Most of the jurors were led to believe that the husband was insanely jealous and that he’d killed her out of rage, but as soon as I brought to light some of the woman’s receipts, the jury realized it was the brother, and Druven was set free.”
“Did you have to defend Druven’s brother?”
“Fortunately, no, though it would have been an easy case for me. I would have insisted he plead guilty and accept his punishment.”
No wonder he was passionate about his job. He made a difference in so many lives.
As soon as she finished off her glass of wine, Larek joined them and refilled it. They got talking about some of his biggest stories that he’d broken. Only after they both regaled her with their tales did she realize it was past the time for the tram to run.
She stood. “I didn’t realize how late it is. I never meant to keep you up. You need your rest.”
Both jumped up. “Stay the night,” Brin said.
The implication almost made her reel. She didn’t want to assume that meant they were interested in having sex with her. It could mean they wanted her to stay in case their injuries flared up despite them looking and acting rather healthy. She’d never heard of a lion having a relapse, but she supposed it could happen.
She weighed her options. It might take her an hour to walk home, especially in these sandaled heels. While she could ask them to escort her, she didn’t want to tire them out. “I think I should go. I don’t want to be a burden.”
Brin glanced at Larek. “That parent could be out there.”
Her body tensed. “You said he had a broken leg.”
Brin nodded. “Most likely, but what about the other guy? He seemed in quite good shape when he ran out of the bar.”
She thought she’d seen him dash out. That was Frania’s dad. “You might be right.”
“We’ll sleep on the floor and you can take the bed.” They really seemed to understand her concern, but she still wasn’t sure why they’d asked her. There were too many possibilities to draw a definitive conclusion.
The sofa was rather short, and she probably couldn’t fit on it anyway. “You sure?”
They both smiled. “Positive.”
* * * *
Brin had surely lost his mind when he’d asked her to spend the night, but when he’d been talking with her about his cases, she’d completely understood the complexities that went into dealing with the prosecution and what constituted proof. His upper half told him this might not be a good idea, but the lower half was cheering him on. He wanted to take it slow and not do anything that made her uncomfortable, but he got the sense that when they connected, she wanted him, too. The kiss they’d shared had flipped some kind of internal switch, hopefully for her, too, and his gut told him that now was the time to test the waters.
He understood the difference between a one-night stand and something that might have permanence. He and Larek had been trying to find the right woman for over ten years and had been unsuccessful. Madra seemed like that woman.
If he made love with her tonight his life would never be the same, either in the courtroom or out.
Take the chance.
He wanted to tell his cock to shut up, but if there was one thing he’d learned in his thirty-three years, it was that the beast inside him couldn’t be silenced once he set his sights on something or someone he desired.
“Come with us.”
He and Larek escorted her into the bedroom. Brin crawled onto the bed and got on his knees. “Come here, Madra.”
Her eyes widened. She glanced between him and Larek acting as if she had no idea they wanted to make love to her.
“I don’t understand. You want to make love to me?” Her eyes sparkled.
“Yes.”
He was determined to reassure her. All it would take would be one kiss. Yes, he said they would sleep on the floor, and they might, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t going to see if she wanted them as much as they wanted her. If she responded to him like before, then there would be no holding back, and he’d be willing to love her like she’d never been loved before. Given her tentative nature, he wouldn’t press the issue of fucking her ass, but he sure would be dreaming about it for the days to come. He held out his hand.
As soon as she placed her hand in his, Larek came up behind her and fondled her breasts. She groaned from the attention, and his cock got hard seeing his friend massage her nipples. The moment her eyes closed, he squeezed her hand to reassure her. Thoughts of blindfolds, ropes, and paddles raced through his mind, but if he turned too aggressive, she’d run for sure. Sometimes plain, old, sweaty sex was the best.
Brin tugged her arms and pulled her close enough to force her to place one knee on the bed. Larek lowered his fingers to her waist and then let go. Indecision tore at him. He wanted to touch and taste so much of her that he didn’t know where to begin.
As if his inner lion surfaced, he scooted closer and pressed his chest to hers and captured her lips. He wanted to be gentle, but his urges made him take her hard. When she pulled back, opened her mouth, and drew him to her lips, he knew there was no turning back.
He cupped her wonderful, round ass and wanted nothing more than to lick her clean and ride her hard.
Put her on the bed so I can touch more of her.
Brin had been so enamored with her skin, her hair, her scent, and the feel of her body against his that he’d forgotten about Larek’s needs.
He broke the kiss. “I think I need to get out of this loincloth. Do you want to help me?” Having her hands on him might topple him, but he wanted her fingers to touch him so badly that he didn’t care about the consequences.
“Okay.” As if she were afraid to touch him, she leaned over to untie the knot.
It took her three tries to get it undone, but once she did, the cloth dropped to the bed.
He nodded to his cock. “You like it?” What was wrong with him? He never asked a woman that question, but it was important to him that she found him appealing.
“It’s so big!”
It was the same size as when he’d gotten out of the tub. All sorts of comments plastered his brain, but he bit back all of the retorts. “I’ll be gentle.”
He could tell from the way her shoulders sagged that she was relieved.
Larek wrapped his hands around her waist. “I think you’d be more comfortable without this skirt.”
Blood stained the front, and Brin promised himself that he’d have to see about buying her a new one—or a lot of new ones.
She twisted around to face Larek and wrapped her arms around his neck. “You can take off my skirt if I can take off what you’re wearing.”
Got to love a sassy woman.
Larek grinned. “It’s a deal.”
Brin decided to wait until both of them were naked before placing her on the bed. His cock was straining to dip into her, but he wanted to taste her sweet honey before he impaled her. Good thing Larek loved tits and would be satisfied if she sucked his cock or they’d be in trouble. They’d figured out their sharing technique years ago.
Larek slipped his thumbs under the waistband of her skirt and inched it down. He got on his knees and pressed his face against her pussy.
Hurry! He was almost tempted to jump off the bed and help, but he realized Larek was enjoying himself too much. Interfering would go against all sharing rules, but by the skies above, his mouth was salivating.
Patience, my friend. You’ll get your turn. Let me enjoy this glorious woman. Can I say she smells divine?
He was going to pay his friend back for torturing him. The skirt inched down, and Brin licked his lips. Since her back was to him, he pulled the hair off her neck, and kissed her right below the ear. When she dropped back her head and groaned, pre-cum dibbled down the side of his cock.
Skelak. He never lost control, but with her he might
.
As soon as Larek pulled her skirt past her pussy, her scent invaded his body. He clasped onto her shoulders and dragged his hands down her arms, loving that her skin was so soft and supple.
He leaned over and whispered in her ear, “I can’t wait to taste you.”
Her moan tightened his balls further. Since Larek seemed intent on her pussy, Brin sat on the bed and drew his hands around to her front. He cupped her heavy breasts and lifted them, rubbing their sides with his thumbs.
She groaned. “Don’t stop.”
He hoped she was talking to him. Using slow strokes, he massaged her plump tits, getting closer to her nipples with each swipe. Her body tensed as he drew near.
“Larek!”
He wasn’t ready for her to come yet. That’s enough, Larek. Let’s put her on the bed.
No man was made of steel.
Only if I get her pussy first.
Fine. If Larek got to lick her first, then he’d get to go second, which meant he’d be the first to sink his cock into her.
Larek stood and clasped her waist. “Let’s get you on the bed so we can love you properly.”
Chapter Five
Brin slipped his hands under her armpits and lifted her as Larek got a grip under her knees. In a flash, she was on the bed, still tangled in her skirt.
Every inch of Madra’s body was on fire from the hands, tongues, and lips caressing her body. Brin had been somewhat rougher than Larek, but she loved everything he’d done. She could almost smell the animal in him bursting to get out. His eyes shimmered, and the smile that captured his lips spoke of intense sensual excitement.
The moment Larek had licked her pussy she’d thought she’d crawl out of her skin. His touch was like an electric current racing through her body.
“Let me finish getting you out of your skirt.” In one pull, Larek had her naked except for her panties. “I think your pretty pink panties need to go, too.”
She couldn’t agree more. When he’d pulled them aside, he leaned over and slid his tongue over her clit. She nearly lost it. Giving him full access to her pussy would be so divine.
Larek crawled between her legs and disposed of her panties with one tug then spread her legs wide. “I can’t wait to taste your sweetness.”
Her groan escaped at the promise. “Hurry.”
Brin took both of her hands in one of his and lifted them above her head. He leaned over her and smiled. “And I can’t wait to feast on the rest of you.”
No one had ever acted so excited to pleasure her first. Clearly, she’d gone out with the wrong men in the past.
Brin’s kiss was demanding and full of passion. Her body exploded with need as he delved into her mouth. His full lips were made for loving—as was the rest of his magnificent body.
When he sat up and licked his lips, disappointment coursed through her from the lack of contact. Immediately, he returned his focus to her neck and lavished her with affection. Her skin prickled with pleasure as he trailed his kisses down her throat then across her body from one shoulder to the other. She was so enthralled by what he was doing that she forgot about Larek, who seemed content to watch. His soft, tiny strokes on her inner thighs had almost lulled her into thinking he was willing to wait until Brin moved away.
The two men must have communicated, because as soon as Brin drew near her breast, Larek’s thumbs went to work closer to her cunt. He pried open her pussy lips, and her senses shot to full alert. The swipe of his tongue across her opening made her jump and had her almost bursting from the pleasure.
She arched her back, and as she inched down in order to get more contact, Brin latched onto her nipple, causing divine bliss to streak down the sides. Larek’s next suck had her pussy gushing and ecstasy sizzling through her.
“I can’t last.”
Brin lifted his mouth off her tit. “Come as many times as you want.”
“You won’t be disappointed?” Other men might have accused her of being selfish.
Larek stopped licking her. “It’s our goal to make you so needy that when we pack you full of our cocks, your orgasm will make you scream our names.”
“Cocks? As in plural?” Don’t be so naïve. She knew what happened when a woman made love with two men, so she shouldn’t be such a wuss. You want this.
Brin placed a light kiss on her lips. “Not right now. I need to stretch you out. Tonight, I plan on fucking your pussy. My friend here will have to be satisfied with getting his cock sucked. Does that work for you?”
They must have been able to read her mind. “I didn’t listen after the fucking your pussy part.”
They both laughed, and all of her nervous energy disappeared. Both returned to tormenting and teasing her. Brin twirled his tongue around one nipple while he pulled and plucked the other. She never knew how the quick burst of pain could turn so pleasurable after a few seconds. The more he played with her nipples, the tenderer they became. Each tug sent whorls of joy skittering across her body, making her yearn for more.
“Harder.”
Brin lifted his head and grinned. “Brin, our woman likes a bit of pain.”
Larek stopped what he was doing. “Is that so?”
Since they could have communicated silently, she knew this conversation was for her benefit. “Do you think she’d like to have her ass spanked?”
Not since she was a child had she been spanked. “I don’t think so.”
Brin nuzzled her neck. “I know you’d like it, but maybe we’ll save that for another time.”
Thrilled they wanted to continue their loving ways, she relaxed her shoulders.
Without a word, both men switched places. Larek was now near her head and Brin was between her legs.
Neither repeated what the other had done. Larek seemed more interested in placing kisses on her face while he played with her hair, while Brin first flicked her clit before delving two fingers into her pussy. Wicked flames of desire lapped at her body as he finger-fucked her. Never before had she experienced such glory. Her mind splintered as she tried to catalogue the dual touching and licking.
Larek kept focused on alternating between nipping at her bottom lip and kissing her while his fingers slowly crawled down her body. As soon as he plucked her swollen nipples, her pussy gushed even more.
“I need a cock. Please.”
That sounded like she was desperate, but dammit, she was.
Brin got off the bed and tugged on her legs. As soon as her feet hit the floor he pulled her to a stand. He must have telepathed what he planned to do, because Larek rushed to the wall and leaned against it.
Brin pulled her close and leaned over. “I want you to give Larek the best blow job in the world while I make love to your pussy.”
Before she could speak the words of agreement regarding the wonderful-sounding experience, Brin led her over to Larek. If Brin hadn’t been there, she would have dropped to her knees for a better angle.
Larek held out his dripping cock. “Please, babe. I need you now.”
The endearment seemed to alter her insides. This wasn’t something casual but possibly something with a future. Larek took hold of her hands and guided them to the wall. With the support, she could comfortably lean over. Brin planted his hands on her hips and edged her backward. Her arousal perfumed the air. When he widened her stance, her pussy walls contracted. The anticipation made her insides smolder.
“Madra, please!”
Poor Larek. She envisioned Brin’s cock in her pussy and kept getting distracted. Keeping one hand on the wall, she palmed Larek’s steely balls with the other. He groaned, and the power emboldened her. Wanting to taste him, she dragged her tongue from the bottom of his shaft to the head of his cock. The slightly salty flavor made her tongue tingle and her pussy clench. She so wanted him to fuck her, but she wanted Brin just as much. Just then, Brin pressed his cock to her opening.
His fingers found her nipples, and when he pressed on the tender tips, her mind blanked again. She feared that onc
e he drove his cock into her, she’d not be able to do Larek justice, and she so wanted to suck on his cock. Before Brin impaled her, she draped her mouth over Larek’s length and tightened her lips. His thick, meaty shaft would be too large to fit in her pussy. She moved her hand from his balls to the base of his cock and squeezed tight.
A deep growl emitted from Larek’s chest just as Brin plunged into her. Heated rapture electrified her. Not only did her pulse race, but her pussy vibrated. He held her hips as he stilled.
Brin dropped his head on her back. “By the gods above, I’m in heaven. Hold on, honey. If I move, I’m going to burst.” His words came out a whisper.
To test his resolve, she thrust her hips backward.
Brin grunted. “You are going to pay for all this teasing. Mark my words, you’ll be begging me to go faster.”
With that he pulled out and pushed right back in, fully seating himself. If that was teasing, she planned on tempting him every minute of every day. Shards of ecstasy spread over her body, and she couldn’t help but milk his cock. This time he growled and twirled her nipples in response. Her belly coiled into a tight spring, ready to burst.
Larek took hold of her upper arms to help support her because he must have sensed she wouldn’t last long. This allowed her to not only cup his balls but clamp a hand on his cock. She sucked hard on him as she pumped her fist up and down. The quicker she went, the more he groaned and the more intensely Brin fucked her.
The way the men synced their movements amazed her. When Brin leaned over again and trailed kisses just below her ear, her control broke. Electric sparks raced over her body and heated her pussy from the inside out. His cock seemed to expand and stretched her to the max.
“Oh, oh, oh.” The climax she’d tried to keep back broke loose and every cell in her body pulsed.
Wanting Larek to come with her, she sucked harder. He grabbed her wrist and let out a cry so feral that her pulse soared. A second later, his cum coated the back of her throat. She had to lift off him or chance choking. She swallowed his jism, which was a mixture of spice and salt, then licked him clean.
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