“Yes,” I whined, hardly able to believe that this was happening, that I was allowing them to do this to me.
“Yes, Daddy,” he corrected me.
My cheeks flamed red hot at the word, and I shot a shy glance at Joseph. Surely, he wouldn’t want me to say that? Surely, he would think it was weird?
His pale gaze fixed firmly on mine. “Go on,” he said. “Be a good girl for Marco.”
A small whimper eased up my throat, and I shivered as a fresh wave of lust rolled over me. I was caught between them. What they were asking of me was dirty and wrong, but they were handling me carefully, as though they cherished me.
“Do you want Joseph to suck on your nipples, little girl?” Marco prompted, his voice dropping impossibly deeper.
“Yes, Daddy,” I whispered.
Marco hummed his approval, and he leaned closer to me. “You make me very happy, babygirl,” he said, just before his lips crashed down on mine. At the same time, Joseph’s hot tongue flicked my nipple.
I cried out against Marco, and his tongue surged inside my mouth. He kissed me roughly, hungrily. Joseph began to tease and torment my breasts. He’d grazed them with his teeth a few times before, but he was being harsher with my body this time, more demanding. He nipped at the tight buds, sending sizzling lines of pleasure straight from my breasts to my clit. I rocked my hips up, mindlessly seeking stimulation. Marco’s ruthless kiss was making me delirious, depriving me of oxygen and making my head spin.
When he finally broke contact, I gasped in a desperate breath, only to let it out on a harsh cry as Joseph bit my nipple. He released it immediately, soothing away the pain with his tongue. My lashes fluttered as pleasure washed through me. I trembled in Marco’s hold, and I continued to roll my hips into the air, seeking Joseph’s attention where I needed it most.
“Lick her pussy, Joseph,” Marco ordered. “I know she tastes like fucking heaven, but I’ll let you do it this time.”
This time? I could hardly wrap my head around this happening once. Marco implied we’d do this again. But I couldn’t contemplate his words. All thought was blown from my mind when Joseph settled between my thighs and touched his tongue to my clit.
Stars burst across my vision, and Marco caught my sharp scream in his mouth when his lips descended on mine again. He took me more gently, taking his time to taste and explore. Even though he wasn’t as rough with me, I felt even more thoroughly conquered.
I wriggled beneath him and whined against his tongue as Joseph’s mouth tormented my pussy. He teased around my clit and lapped at the wetness seeping from my core, but he didn’t touch me firmly enough to push me over the edge. He was driving me higher and higher with each swipe of his tongue, but it wasn’t quite enough.
“You want to come, don’t you, princess?” Marco murmured against my lips.
I nodded and made a wordless sound of longing when Joseph’s tongue swirled around my clit again.
“Don’t let her come, Joseph,” he warned. “Play with her ass first.”
My eyes flew wide, and I shook my head. He couldn’t. I couldn’t let him do that. It was too…
I gasped when his fingertip dipped into my wet arousal before trailing farther back.
“Joseph hasn’t touched your tight little asshole, has he, babygirl?” Marco asked, but he didn’t wait for me to answer. My response was plain on my face. “He’s been holding back with you. Not anymore. You can handle us. You can take what we need to do to you.”
Joseph’s finger brushed across my puckered bud, and I tensed.
Marco kept his hold on my wrists with one hand and brushed my hair away from my sweat-damped brow with the other. “Let Joseph in, princess. He’s going to make you feel so good.”
Joseph’s mouth came down on my clit again, and his tongue flicked over the tight bud. Pleasure surged through me, and I relaxed for a moment. He pressed his advantage, and the tip of his finger penetrated me.
I gasped and squirmed, but he didn’t withdraw. It felt weird and invasive and…
“Oh!” I gasped as his tongue drove deep inside my pussy. His finger slipped in to the first knuckle, the lubrication of my own arousal easing his progress.
I clenched around him, trying to push him out. The sensation of my muscles rippling around his immovable finger lit up sensitive nerve endings I’d never imagined I possessed.
Joseph groaned against me. “She just gushed all over my tongue,” he told Marco.
Marco bit out a curse. His hand fisted in my hair, tipping my head back so he could capture me in his burning gaze.
“You are so perfect, Ashlyn.” He kept me fixed in his onyx stare, but he addressed Joseph. “Let her come. She’s earned it.”
Joseph’s tongue parted my swollen folds again, and he brought his thumb down on my clit. He began rubbing in firm, rhythmic circles, and he pressed his forefinger deeper into my ass.