His Scandalous Viscountess (Lustful Lords Series Book 3)

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by Sorcha Mowbray


  Julia’s senses reeled as Wolf kissed her. He tasted of man, and the faint hint of mint, which triggered the echo of a memory as their tongues tangled and twined. The wet slide was an erotic caress that had her nipples hardening and her pussy dampening in immediate response. Then one big hand slipped around to the back of her neck and hauled her up and off Linc’s lap. Once she was standing, Wolf pressed closer to her, deepening the kiss, as though he wanted to crawl inside her.

  Behind her, Linc rose and pressed closer to her back, sandwiching her between them. He unfastened her belt, letting it fall to the floor with a muffled tinkle. Then he loosened the scarf at her waist and slipped it free from her hips.

  Wolf broke the kiss, finally retreating for a much-needed breath. Julia’s head spun as she tried to take in the truth of the matter. The man she’d dreamed about for a decade was here in her arms, if only for one night.

  How could she let the opportunity to bring every fantasy she’d had to life pass?

  Wolf’s tumultuous blue gaze bore into her, demanding the truth. “Do you truly want this, Jules?”

  Chapter 2

  Her heart hitched as he called her by the name he’d once used, the only person who’d ever called her that. “Yes.” She hesitated, and then added, “Please.”

  He merely nodded once, and then behind her, Linc’s lips settled at her nape, warm and sensuous as he trailed them down her back until he met the fastenings of the bodice she wore. He released the fabric, and then continued unobstructed, to pepper her spine with kisses and licks that set her skin to tingling.

  At the same time, Wolf peeled the bodice from her front and drew it down her arms, his gaze still locked with hers as he exposed her breasts to the cool air. Her nipples tightened, and he slowly let his focus drift downward until his breath strangled in his throat as he took in her breasts. Gently, he reached up and cupped each globe, as though testing their weight, and then scraped the rough pad of his thumbs over each hardened tip.

  She shivered in response, her thighs squeezing together while desire thrummed through her.

  Linc quickly released her skirt, sending it to the floor with the rest of her clothing, only to emit a loud groan. “Christ, she’s not wearing anything beneath that flimsy excuse for a skirt.”

  Wolf’s gaze dipped lower and he growled in response. Her heart skipped a beat, even as her body sang with excitement. It had been hard for her to accept that as independent as she was, she relished relinquishing control in the bedroom. Her last lover, Tariq, had shown her just how much pleasure she could experience at the hands of the right man.

  Masculine hands smoothed over her body, front and back. Two sets of hands, two muscular forms bracketing her, and two mouths tormenting her flesh. Linc reached around from behind and cupped her breasts. She spilled over his hands, but he didn’t seem to mind as he massaged and kneaded her flesh. Then his lips traced along her shoulder and up her neck, leaving a damp trail in their wake.

  Before her, Wolf lowered to his knees and peppered her stomach with kisses. She ached for him to touch her pussy, and was close to demanding he do so when his big warm hands wrapped around the insides of her thighs and nudged one of her legs up. Supported by Linc, she shifted her weight onto one leg and let Wolf place the other on his shoulder. Then he reached up to grip her bum as he drew his tongue along her slit.

  She knew how wet she was, how turned on, but she was not prepared for the shock of pleasure that ripped along her limbs, making her tremble. Slowly, Wolf lapped at her lips, delving a little deeper with each stroke of his tongue, until he reached her clitoris. Her hips bucked into his mouth and she flung her head back against Linc’s shoulder.

  The heat and strength of Linc’s body supporting hers as he pinched her nipples allowed her to relax and focus on the amazing things Wolf was doing with his tongue. The long, slow sweeps over her aching flesh sent a quiver through her body, and then he would shift direction and suddenly drive deep into her core. The slow swirls over her soaked opening pushed her to the edge of control. He worked her quim with an expertise that she both enjoyed and—if she were honest—hated. Clearly, he was a man who was familiar with a woman’s body.

  Unwanted jealousy invaded her thoughts, but the intense pleasure that began to coalesce into a tight ball low in her pelvis distracted her. Her supporting leg shook. The ball grew tighter. Wolf grew more assertive, latching onto her sensitive nub and sucked. Hard.

  Bliss exploded through her, a rush of ecstasy that made her knees weak as her heart raced. She tingled from head to toe as Wolf continued to suck, while Linc rolled the hard tips of her breasts. For a moment, she swore she was floating, but she quickly realized that the two men were simply holding her up as she regained awareness.

  Once she was steady on her feet again, she blinked until the fog cleared and Wolf’s satisfied grin came into focus. “The pair of you are dangerous.”

  His smile grew wider. “We’ve only begun to show you pleasure, Jules. On the bed.”

  The command in his voice stirred her to movement, and she crawled onto the bed where she sprawled, waiting for his direction. Wolf and Linc stood a little apart, each taking in her display. If she were honest, she’d never felt more beautiful than in that moment.

  “So many lush curves,” Linc sighed. “I could spend a week exploring, and still be lost.”

  Wolf shot a glance at his friend that told Julia he wasn’t so enthused about that idea. But in lieu of making a comment, he simply moved toward the bed. Standing over her, he reached out and stroked his fingertips down her cheek, the long column of her throat, and then along her breastbone and stomach, leaving a trail of gooseflesh in his wake. Curious as to what he might do next, she watched the play of muscles under his skin in the low light.

  A movement on her other side drew her attention as Linc crawled onto the bed beside her and knelt there, apparently waiting for some sort of signal. She assumed he was looking to Wolf for guidance. The silence stretched out, and it dawned on her that the three of them were the only occupants in the room. She wondered when exactly the others had slipped away, because she honestly couldn’t remember. It scared her that she had been so lost in Wolf and Linc’s caresses that she’d forgotten they had not been completely alone—at least at the start.

  Then the men before her leaned over and each sucked a nipple into their mouths, and all her thoughts flitted away. Her awareness pinpointed down to where their lips were fused to her skin, and the pull from her tips all the way to her toes, which had begun to curl. Wolf released the nipple he’d captured and looked at her as Linc continued to suck on her other breast. He worried one tip with his teeth as he tweaked the other with his fingertips, making it difficult for her to focus on what Wolf was saying.

  He stroked her hair with a reverent touch. “…so rich and vibrant, like a living flame.” Then he lifted some of her tresses and rubbed them between his fingers. “You’ve lived a much different life since I saw you last, Jules, but I need to understand your boundaries for tonight. Is there anything you will not allow? Have you ever had two lovers at once? Have you taken a man in your arse while another filled your quim? Is it something you would enjoy?”

  The raspy quality of his voice sent shivers down her spine that melded with the lust Linc continued to stir in her with his mouth. Desire winged through her sharply, for all that the two men offered, and possibly something they didn’t. Even as Wolf waited for her response, Linc lifted his head and peered at her in interest.

  She hesitated, not having expected to discuss things so plainly. She licked her lips and tried to tamp down the heat simmering in her cheeks. “There are no barriers to our pleasure tonight. While I have only ever had one man at a time as a lover, I have heard of a woman taking two at a time, and I am curious about this experience.”

  Wolf nodded, but then hesitated, his face scrunching as though it disturbed him to ask such personal questions. “And have you ever had a man”—the hand stroking her hair lifted and clenche
d into a fist before dropping to his side—”take your arse?”

  A confusing rush of emotions swept through her. On the one hand, she felt no shame for her sexual explorations, but at the same time, she hated that her past might distress Wolf. Pushing aside her jumbled feelings, she simply replied, “I have.”

  Linc returned to sucking her nipples at her answer, swirling his tongue over each tip in turn. Then he slowly dropped kisses and nibbles down her softly rounded stomach before reaching her mound. While he shifted between her knees, spreading her legs wide, Wolf hovered over her, stroking his cock as he watched her reaction to Linc’s efforts. When the blond man lowered his face to her quim and slid his tongue along her sensitive flesh, she gasped.

  A tremor rolled through her body as Linc pushed two fingers into her pussy while he dragged his tongue roughly over her clit. She dug her hands into the covers of the bed and attempted to ground herself, despite the onslaught of pleasure. Then Wolf moved closer to her head. Gently, he lifted it up as he tucked a pillow underneath it, elevating her face until she was in proximity to his erection. Long and hard, his shaft stretched out toward her, and she suddenly wanted to swallow him whole, to gift him with the same pleasure he and Linc were bestowing on her.

  Releasing her hold on the covers, she reached up to wrap her fingers around his cock. Her hands were not small, by any measure, and still she could not fully join her fingers.

  “That’s it, Jules. Suck my cock.”

  His dirty words spiked through her pleasurable haze to stoke her desire to taste him.

  Many nights she had lain in bed alone and wondered what kind of lover Wolf would be. She had always thought he would be a gentle, considerate lover. Certainly, the young man she’d once known would have been. But this man? This bigger, darker version of the young man she’d known was everything she had come to appreciate in a bedmate.

  Despite his dark golden hair, nearly brown in places, and the bright blue eyes that were at once familiar and not, he carried shadows within that teased and taunted her mind. She wanted to push at the darkness in him, and see how different the man was from the boy. She liked that he was commanding, vocal in his desires, unashamed by his needs, and still a generous lover.

  Hungry to taste him, and to discover what made him cry out, she lapped at the tip of his cock. The moisture that had beaded there was slightly sweet, but still carried the essence of man that she had come to appreciate. Willing to test his resolve, she swirled her tongue around the tip, teasing the crown. As he remained unmoving, she pushed him further. Taking only a few inches into her mouth, she then retreated back to the tip. She repeated the motion, swirling over the head and then sinking down a little more each time.

  Finally, he cursed and fisted his hand in her hair. “Take it all, Jules. Cease teasing me.”

  And then he pushed into her mouth until he struck the back of her throat. He retreated and pushed forward again, but changed his angle a bit so he could sink further into her. Her hands fell away from his shaft and she let him take over, relishing the way he pumped in and out of her mouth as Linc was pushing her higher and higher toward another orgasm.

  The two men were working her body, owning it together in a way she had never experienced before. And it was everything she had imagined.

  As need crested into climax, she sucked harder on Wolf’s cock, while Linc pumped his fingers in and out of her pussy and lapped at her juices. And then Wolf cried out and pushed deep into her throat, spilling his seed. She worked to suck all she could from him until he drew back, dragging the last few drops across her tongue.

  Linc had gentled his touch between her thighs, now slowly lapping at her, causing shiver after shiver to cascade through her body.

  Wolf lowered himself to the bed, sitting just above her head as Linc eased back from her cunny. The three of them sat there catching their breaths as silence stretched out.

  She stretched. “Mmmm. I could sleep for a week.”

  Wolf chuckled. “Not quite yet, Jules.”

  Slumber reached out for her, trying to drag her under, but she fought to lift her lids, to see if he was serious. Linc had moved up beside her at some point, his stiff shaft gripped in his hand. Working his hand up and down his length, she realized he had coated it with something. Before she could ponder his intentions, he slung a leg over her torso and laid his cock between her breasts.

  “Any objections if I fuck your lovely titties?”

  “None at all.”

  She grinned. It had been a favorite of Tariq’s, and she knew a few tricks that might surprise even these two.

  As Linc slid his cock between her breasts, his hands pushing them together to create a tunnel, she tipped her head forward and took the tip of him in her mouth each time he pushed forward. The man groaned and thrust more vigorously. Then she turned away for a moment and managed to wet her finger. When she returned to taking him in her mouth, she also reached behind him and found the tight pucker of his anus. As he pumped his cock in her cleavage, she wiggled the tip of her finger inside him. He lost his rhythm for a moment, and hesitated.

  “Don’t stop, Linc.” She wiggled her finger a bit deeper. “I promise, you’ll like this.”

  He continued fucking her tits as she worked her finger deeper into his passage. When she found the spot she was looking for, she stroked over it.

  “Bloody hell!” Linc’s hips jerked wildly. “Oh, God!”

  With a satisfied smile, she focused on stroking over the spot Tariq had taught her would give a man the most explosive orgasm of his life. Linc’s face pinched as he continued to shuttle between her breasts. All the while, she stroked the spot she’d accessed, pushing him hard.

  Wolf remained sitting above her, watching the two of them. Then he leaned down to whisper in her ear. “Make him come, Jules. I’ve never seen him so excited. You did this to him. To me, as well. I’m getting hard again just watching you.”

  She moaned as Linc pushed into her mouth again and then tensed up.

  “I’m going to come! Fuck!”

  He pulled back from her mouth and stroked his cock as he came, letting his seed land on her breasts. All the while, she continued to work her finger in his arse, and relished watching him fall apart.

  The lassitude she’d felt previously had evaporated with the renewed sexual energy Linc gave off. Julia was now wide awake and ready for more of the two men.

  Linc moved over and flopped next to her and Wolf, his breathing labored as he lay there recovering. “Christ, woman, where did you learn to do that?”

  Wolf handed her a damp rag to clean up with, and then she raised up on one elbow to look at Linc. His blond hair was mussed, a few strands sticking to his sweat-dampened forehead.

  “In the Far East, there are texts that provide guidance for maximizing both a man’s and a woman’s pleasure. I have read some of them, and other things I have learned from lovers I have taken.”

  Linc grinned. “Oh, it’s not a new sensation to me, and I’m not one to quibble about who or what is shoved where when it comes to sex, but it was a wholly unexpected experience when bedding a lady.”

  Julia couldn’t help but laugh. “I can’t imagine too many English ladies have discovered the technique. But the few times I’ve allowed a lover to take me there have proven to be extremely pleasurable in ways I had never expected.” She laid back down, letting her hands stroke over her stomach and along her sides. “If you can appreciate the comingling of pain and pleasure, the experience is delicious. Hence, my curiosity about two lovers at one time.”

  Wolf growled then, drawing her attention. “And tonight, you shall satisfy your curiosity. On your hands and knees, Jules.”

  Her heart pounded in her chest as she rolled over and lifted up into the requested position. Nervous fluttering in her stomach stirred to life as she waited excitedly to see what would come next.

  Wolf rose from the bed, opened a drawer in the nightstand, and then crawled back on the mattress behind her. Linc remaine
d where he was, watching and waiting for further direction.

  Behind her, Wolf dragged a finger through her soaked folds. “You are a wanton woman, Jules.”

  “And would you have me any other way?” She let one brow lift as she looked back at him over her shoulder.

  He offered her a wicked, wicked grin. “Not in the least.”

  And then he used his moisture-coated finger to press against her tight rosette. As he applied pressure, she pushed out against the intrusion, which opened her to him. He groaned as he slipped in a short distance and then withdrew. “So tight.”

  Linc’s shaft was already recovering as he watched Wolf prepare her arse.

  Something thick and moist was dropped between her cheeks.

  “A salve to ease my way,” Wolf said, and pushed two fingers inside her, stretching her. “Suck his cock, Jules. Get him ready to fuck you.”

  Linc rose to his knees and pressed his semi-erect shaft toward her. She easily took him in her mouth, letting him sink deep into her throat until his balls pressed against her chin. Behind her, Wolf had inserted more fingers inside her, spreading her wide to open her up for his cock.

  She moaned around Linc’s shaft, appreciating the growing fullness inside her body, the sense of being filled and used by both men.

  Linc’s cock had quickly become hard again, ready for whatever they wished to do. He withdrew and looked back at Wolf. “I’m ready, if you are.”

  Wolf must have nodded, because Linc sat down, his back pressed against the headboard of the bed as he donned a French Letter. Then he held out his hand. “Come here, Julia.”

  She crawled over to him.

  “That’s it. Now come up here and slide down on my cock.”

  He helped her rise up and position herself over his erection.

  Wolf came up behind her, spreading her cheeks as she slid down on Linc’s cock. “Hold still, Jules.”

  His raspy command in her ear made her nipples pebble again as her channel tightened on Linc’s shaft.

 

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