by Talya Bosco
This time Jared took her hand and put it in the crook of his elbow, and Devon followed behind. She stopped short and turned around to look at him. She waited until he got closer and looped her other arm through his. She had made her decision, and she wasn't embarrassed about who knew. If the guys had a problem with that, too bad.
Devon's face lit up as he looked down at her and smiled. Nope, they didn't seem to have a problem. They climbed into the car and were back at the hotel in a matter of seconds. Other than the valet they were able to make it upstairs without running into any staff.
The men stood back to allow her to open the door to her suite and then followed her through. Jared had been busy. The large coffee table in the living room had been set with a white tablecloth. Assorted finger foods and desserts in silver and crystal lay atop the silk awaiting their attention. Enough candles lit the suite that concern for the smoke alarm crossed Larissa's mind. When she turned to look at him, he shrugged.
“I wanted a romantic setting. I left it up to the waitstaff to decide what that was. Apparently they like you.”
She gradually became aware of the soft music playing through the speakers in the walls. Someone really had gone all out. Now she was embarrassed.
Devon tugged her toward the middle of the room, where the small feast was spread. He knelt and pulled her with him. She kicked off her shoes before joining him on the floor, wanting to be as comfortable as possible.
Once she was tucked under his arm, he reached for something on the table.
“Close your eyes.”
“Devon, you guys don't have to do this. I'm a sure thing.”
“Hush. You may not want it, but what if we do?”
Larissa smiled. “You want to seduce me with strawberries and music?”
A hand lay on the back of her neck and stroked across to her jawline. Lips gently lay against her ear, sending shivers down her spine. “Please, Rissa, allow us to take pleasure in pleasuring you. I promise it will be worth it.”
Larissa melted back against Jared. He was sitting on the couch behind her, cradling her body between his knees. Her eyes closed on a sigh, and she allowed herself to get lost in their ministrations.
“Open up.” Devon's softly spoken order had her opening her mouth for his first treat. “Stick out your tongue.”
Larissa once again did as ordered, and immediately was rewarded with a drip of warm chocolate followed by the scent of strawberries.
“Bite down, sweetheart.” The strawberry was perfectly sweet and juicy, spurting liquid down her throat as the fruit mixed with the melted chocolate and coated her mouth.
“Mmm.” She couldn't help but moan at the decadence of what the two of them were doing. She'd never been treated to something like this and had always considered it kind of silly, but now that she was the recipient, she was in heaven.
Jared trailed his lips down her neck, across her nape, and up to the other ear. His tongue flicked out to lick at her lobe, and she jumped in reaction at the touch.
Her eyes still closed, she felt Devon move closer, and when his tongue licked at the strawberry juice that was dripping down her chin, she moaned again.
Her body was soaring in ecstasy, and they hadn't done more than touch her with their mouths.
When a hand stroked down her arm and then back up again, sparks shot through her body wherever he touched her.
Devon seemed to forget the strawberries, which was perfectly fine by her, as he continued nibbling his way down her chin, the front of her neck, to her chest, where he laid soft, gentle kisses on her bare skin.
Larissa's body was alive with the sensations the men were creating in her. Every touch, lick, nip sent fire through her veins, making her blood boil. She arched against Devon, urging him further as she stretched her neck, allowing Jared better access. Her hands were grasped by someone and held against the front of the couch as she writhed under their touch.
Jared found the sensitive nerve that ran down the side of her neck and bit it, ripping a gasp from her throat that was followed by a moan.
“Like that, do you?” His voice was full of laughter. He'd found out how sensitive that nerve was last night and had made good use of it.
She growled, eager for him to continue. When the breath from his chuckle raced down her neck, it sent her shivering in response all over again.
Meanwhile, Devon had kissed his way down her arm and now nibbled on her wrist. Good Lord, who knew wrists were erogenous zones? Larissa's eyes popped open, and she looked down at him. She turned her hand and brought his head up for a proper kiss.
Fireworks. Fireworks went off in her brain, sending heat to every portion of her body.
He tasted good. So good. Similar to Jared, but different in ways she couldn't define. His wildness came through in his taste, and it inflamed her desire further. When he pulled away, she was breathing hard, her pulse out of control.
With one swift movement, he scooped her up and stood.
“Stop! Put me down!” What was it with these men and carrying her to bed?
Devon ignored her and just kept walking to the bedroom, where he sat her at the foot of the bed, which had already been turned down.
“I want to make love to you, Larissa. I want to bring you pleasure beyond your wildest dreams. I want to share you with my best friend and watch him bring you to the peak of excitement. Will you let me do this?”
Larissa nodded, at a loss for words. She watched as Devon slowly removed his suit coat and tie and then reached for his buttons.
“No!” She hadn't intended to yell it, so she climbed up on her knees and smiled. “Let me do it, please.”
Devon nodded, and she started to remove his clothing, eager to see his naked form.
Both men were hot, there was no doubt about it, but Devon had the body of a runner: sleek, smooth, and svelte, where Jared was much more built-up.
She was vaguely aware of Jared behind her on the bed. He ran his hands up and down her arms. She turned to look at him, and he was smiling at her.
“Go ahead, explore. I don't mind.” He gave her a quick peck on the lips and urged her to turn back to Devon.
The first button opened easily, revealing the hollow of his throat. She leaned forward and kissed it gently, her tongue darting out to taste him. The saltiness of his sweat told her he was probably as excited about this as she was. The second and third popped open almost without her help, and she spread the shirt out to gaze at his chest.
Eager to see more, she quickly pulled at the rest of the buttons until she could spread his shirt wide open. He helped her along by tugging it out of his pants.
His white shirt framed his beautiful, tanned chest, and she felt herself almost drool in appreciation.
A light spattering of hair covered him. Just enough for her to run her fingers through, but not enough to be a carpet. And run her fingers through it she did. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back, groaning as she caressed his chest.
“I think Devon likes you playing with him, Rissa.”
Larissa smiled and felt the smooth skin under the rough texture of Devon's chest hair. She could do it for hours, just rubbing him like that. When her hands went lower, toward his waist, he sucked in his breath and brought up his head to meet her gaze.
She grinned and then worked her way back up to his chest. His nipples were buried in the hair, and she flicked at one with a long nail. The obvious shiver that ran through his body gave her a sense of power. To be able to control his reactions like that with such a little touch filled her with pleasure.
Jared, meanwhile, hadn't been idle. He'd found the side zipper to her dress and started pulling it down slowly. When it released her breasts, he caught them in his hands and held them tenderly. She gasped in pleasure at his touch. Devon's gaze turned to Jared behind her. The predatory smile that ran across Devon's face gave Larissa an instant of fear, followed by another groan as he reached out to her.
He tugged slightly at her dress, helping Jared
disrobe her. Between the two of them, they managed to free her of the restricting clothing. They did it a hell of a lot faster than she'd been able to get it on too.
Once her outer clothing was taken care of, he turned his attention back to her and reached out to touch her breasts. Jared still cupped them in his hands, as though holding them out to Devon, who flicked at her nipples with his thumb before brushing them softly.
She dug her nails into his chest as he stroked and caressed her breasts. He squeezed her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers and pulled. Slivers of pleasure sliced through her body, and she tugged at his hair in response, arching her body toward him. Oxygen was ripped from her lungs, leaving her breathless and panting.
“That's it, Larissa. Enjoy it. Feel it. Both of us making love to you at once.” Jared's whispered words made her quiver in anticipation.
Devon stepped back and bent down to take a nipple in his mouth. She wrapped her hands in his hair and held him against her as he suckled her. Shafts of pain/pleasure shot from the nipple to her core as he bit and sucked forcefully. She thrust her chest against him, urging him harder.
His hand pinched her other nipple, and she arched again.
She realized that Jared had moved his hands and now had her pulled against his naked chest with one arm. When had he gotten nake—
Her thought stopped short when he slipped his other hand under her panties and slid a finger into her.
Slowly and smoothly he pumped in and out, making it difficult for her to concentrate on both him and Devon at the same time. She slid one arm back to wrap around his neck while the other hand dug into Devon's biceps on a sharp intake of breath.
Devon pulled back from her and smiled while he continued to caress her breasts. He watched his best friend and their soon-to-be lover wrapped together, and his cock hardened even more.
He and Jared had shared women before. Women from the pack, and women they'd met in the outside world, but the thought of watching Jared pleasure a woman had never really turned him on before. Tonight it did.
A large part of him wanted to just sit back and watch Jared make love to Larissa while he stroked himself. The thought of the two of them getting it on made him so hard he was already about to burst.
But then he looked into Larissa's eyes, glazed over with desire, and he realized that there was no way in hell that he would give tonight up. He wanted—he needed—tonight like he needed to breathe.
“Larissa, tell me what you want.” He watched as she struggled to concentrate on his words, to understand what he had asked. “What do you want, sweetheart, what do you like?”
Jared bit at the side of her neck, and she arched back with a gasp and visible shiver.
When no answer was forthcoming, he decided to try another tactic. He tugged at her panties, sliding them slowly down her legs, dropping to his knees in front of her to follow them down.
“Well, if you can't tell me, then I guess I'll just have to do what I want.” He lifted first one foot and then the other, removing both panties and dress from her feet before sitting himself between her knees and looking up at her.
Jared was still playing with her, and her breathing was quick and hard. Devon could tell she was close to coming. Selfishly he wanted to rip Jared's hand away and plant his face in her pussy to taste her essence as it leaked out of her body, but he couldn't bring himself to do that. Instead, he stroked her legs and watched her face closely as she got closer to her orgasm.
The muscles of her thighs bunched and released under his hand and then began to tremble as the start of her climax began to roll over her. Visible shivers moved through her body rapidly, seeming to be headed for some secret inner place in time to meet her orgasm.
When it came, her face tightened slightly and then relaxed as a glow of pleasure spread across her features. Her skin flushed, and her lips parted as breath was forced into her lungs with her heavy breathing.
He realized he had never seen anything more beautiful than she looked right now, her orgasm rolling through her, her skin shining with an inner radiance that made her normally beautiful countenance something more like a work of art.
Her tongue darted out as she breathed into the orgasm, her body shivering as Jared continued to play with her. Devon's hands tightened against her thighs, and his gaze flew to meet Jared's.
Jared smiled and nodded, and when he quickly removed his hand from Larissa's core, Devon's mouth was there to replace it.
Perfection. She tasted absolutely wonderful, and he lapped up her juices as her body continued the orgasm Jared had started in her. He pulled back slightly and slid his mouth to cover her clit. He flicked at it with his tongue before sucking on it and nipping at it with his teeth.
Larissa's yell of pleasure as she thrust against his face and wrapped her hand into his hair encouraged him to continue. He pulled back only long enough to order harshly, “Lie down,” before going at her again.
When Larissa was lying down on the bed, he hung her legs over his shoulders and pulled her ass closer to the edge, eager to get as much of her as he could. Eating pussy had always been a favorite of Devon's, and tonight he wanted nothing more than to eat at Larissa until he took her over the edge again and again.
He licked and lapped at her, drinking in her juices as she writhed and moaned on the bed. He had no idea what Jared was doing to her, but a sharp, “Jared!” and a moan of delight assured him that his friend was doing his best to pleasure their mate.
Devon slid two fingers into Larissa's pussy and pressed against her walls. Her moan and thrust of her hips urged him to continue, and he scissored his fingers against her. She was tight and wet, and tasted so good.
He thrust his fingers hard into her, adding a third and a fourth as he turned and twisted his hand, wringing cries of pleasure out of her. She yelled at him to stop, that she was coming, but he ignored her, instead increasing his pressure, sucking on her clit harder, urging her to come harder than she had before.
“Devon!” She screamed his name and thrust at him again and again, writhing like a wildcat on the bed. When she sat up and grabbed at his hair, tugging him off her, he gave one final lick and let her pull him away.
“Goddammit, Devon, enough! What the hell are you trying to do to me?” Her skin was rosy colored, and he saw goose bumps all over her body as shivers ran through her. She pulled at his hair with one hand and squeezed Jared's hand with her other.
The smile Devon gave her melted her heart even as more aftershocks overtook her, forcing her to flop back down onto the bed and pull her legs up tight to her chest. She didn't know what the two of them had done to her, but she'd never had an orgasm last this long before, nor be this strong.
“Larissa, honey, are you okay?” Jared's voice penetrated her orgasm-fogged brain, and she nodded and laughed.
“Oh yeah. Definitely. Just give me a minute.”
When he reached out and stroked her back, she jerked away from him, her nerve endings too sensitive for even the brush of his hand. “No! Don't touch me. Let me come down.”
After what seemed like hours, but she was sure was only seconds, she relaxed her body and turned to look into the eyes of two very worried men.
She smiled crookedly. “Sorry. I don't know what happened. That was, um, freaking incredible.” She turned and looked at Jared. “When you touched me, my body started going into overload.” She shook her head and laughed. “My God! What the hell did you two do to me? And please God, do it again.” She put up her hand. “But not tonight.”
“It was good?” Devon asked, grinning.
“More than good.”
The two of them crawled up on either side of her and sat cross-legged, facing each other over her. They reached out for her to stroke her.
Jared spoke first. “I'm glad we pleased you, Larissa.”
“Are you okay to continue?”
Larissa bit her lip to keep from laughing. She'd just had the most intense orgasm in her life, the aftershocks more than mos
t of her full-blown orgasms, and here they were concerned that she wouldn't continue. And she knew that if she told them she wasn't up to any more, they'd accept it easily. Maybe not happily, looking at the sizes of their erections, but they wouldn't fight her on the issue.
Warmth flooded her body as she thought of the two wonderful men sitting beside her. All her life she'd looked for a man who would be as understanding, attentive, and caring as these two were. Why couldn't she have found this at home, where there was a chance for a future?
Well, there was no use regretting what was. She either put a stop to it or kept going and enjoyed it for what it was. Calling an end to it would be just plain foolish. And many things she might be, a fool wasn't one of them.
Instead of answering Devon, she reached for each of their legs, and stroked them up and down. She sat up, keeping her hands on their legs, needing the touch of their skin. For some reason it calmed her at the same time as it excited her. She bit her lip again, this time because she was nervous. “I don't know what to do, to be honest. I've never been with two men before.”
“We'll take it slow, babe. Do only what you want to do,” Jared assured her.
“What do you normally do? How do you do it?” She felt the heat rush to her face at the naïveté of the question, but she didn't know how else to ask. “Do you take turns? Do you, um…?”
Devon cupped her chin and pulled her gaze to meet his. “What do you want? Is there something you've dreamed of?”
Oh, God, there were tons of things she'd dreamed of, but she knew damn well she wasn't truly prepared for most of them. Best to go the easy route first. And the most truthful one.
She glanced at Jared quickly before returning her gaze back to Devon. “I want to taste Jared. Really taste him. He wouldn't let me last night. And I want you inside me. I ache to feel you making love to me like that.”
Devon's eyes shone with pleasure at her words, and she knew she'd made the right decision. She'd had Jared last night. Numerous times. As well as this morning. Now she wanted Devon.