“Hunter.”
Hunter’s dark head jerked up from where he’d been laving Liam’s tight nipple with thorough and lazy sweeps of his tongue.
“He’ll come soon. Will you use your hand to finish him?”
The hazel of Hunter’s eyes was a thin ring around wildly dilated pupils. Arousing Liam had aroused him, as well. It also made him a little slow to respond.
“Yes.” The answer was definite, and Hunter’s big hand closed around the hard length of Liam’s cock. He squeezed on the upstroke, released on the down. Kat suddenly wondered if that was the rhythm he used on himself. The visual sent a flash of heat through her, and she almost lost track of what she was doing.
A moment later, Liam stiffened, every muscle locking in a rigid arch. Only his head and heels were on the bed. The orgasm erupted from him in jets of thick white fluid, spattering his belly and chest, dripping off of Hunter’s fingers.
Kat ramped down the vibe, knowing from experience that continued stimulation tended to be painful rather than pleasurable for Liam.
Long moments passed as Liam came back to himself, relaxing into the mattress.
Kat let the vibe slip from Liam’s body.
“Shit,” Liam breathed. “That was fucking intense.”
“I got that,” Kat said wryly.
Liam rolled to his side, grabbing a hand towel and a condom from the nightstand where Kat had obviously put it. Dropping the condom on the bed, he wiped the sticky residue off his chest and belly before plucking the vibe from Kat’s hand. He wrapped the toy in the towel and set it aside.
“I’ll have to return the favor. Hunter?
Hunter smiled and reached out with almost invisible speed. The room spun wildly for a moment, and before she knew what happened she was on her back staring into Hunter’s very intent face. Oh, she was in for it now. Darn.
In an echo of their earlier positions, Hunter knelt between her legs and Liam sat next to her.
“Same rules?” Hunter frowned as he sheathed his cock in the condom Liam had retrieved.
Kat couldn’t figure out the meaning of Hunter’s question, but it evidently made sense to Liam.
“Works for me,” Liam answered, before swooping down to capture one hard nipple in his mouth.
Stunned, she cried out at the bright lance of pleasure, but the cry choked off when Hunter spread her thighs wide and pressed the broad head of his penis to the entrance of her body. Playing with Liam had gotten Kat more than a little hot and bothered, so when he directed his cock along her slit, he glided easily in her own lubrication. That might have been a little embarrassing if she’d had time to think about it, but she didn’t.
Hunter pushed into her pussy in one long, steady thrust, stretching and filling, scratching an itch she hadn’t consciously known she had. She couldn’t contain her moan as she felt him slide home. God, he felt good. Right.
Liam sucked her nipple against the roof of his mouth, moving his hand to capture her other breast.
Somewhere in her brain she finally understood the rule. Liam had above the navel. Hunter had below.
Was it possible to die of pleasure?
Hunter wedged his thumb at the top of her sex, compressing her clitoris. The flash of nearly painful heat raised the fine hairs on her body. He certainly knew what he was doing.
Slowly, Hunter began thrusting, the weight of his body compressing his own thumb between them, spiking her pleasure with every inward push.
Liam’s mouth worked her nipple, adding to the witch’s brew of sensation flooding her nerves. They worked in tandem, Liam at her breasts, Hunter between her legs, to drive her insane. When the first orgasm rolled through her, she stiffened, stifling the cry on her lips.
Evidently forgetting the rules, Hunter leaned over Liam to give her a hard, fast kiss before resuming his heavy thrusts.
The second orgasm surprised her, a fast little explosion th
at startled a noise from her throat more like a squeal than she wanted to admit. Her embarrassment didn’t last long, though, as Liam, too, abandoned the rules, sliding his lips down the midline of her body.
Hunter leaned back on his heels, pulling her up to rest her ass on his muscular thighs. He finally lifted that tormenting thumb from her clitoris, and she drew a relieved breath. She choked on it when Liam’s tongue licked over her swollen, hyper-sensitive clit.