“Tyson marked you?” he asked, though I could tell he already knew. I didn’t say anything, not wanting him to get upset and leave.
“Good,” he said, rolling over and tugging me closer. He kissed my forehead.
“I love you, Lucy,” he whispered, hugging me tighter. I draped my arm over him, snuggling against him and inhaling his scent. Nothing felt more right than being between both of them. Feeling both of them next to me like this was how it was supposed to be, and a part of me was sick of denying it.
Ace’s hand moved down my side to my hip before moving underneath Tyson’s shirt, his hand moving back up, and he stopped at my ribs. Ace’s hand was warm against my skin, and he kissed my forehead, pulling me closer when I felt Tyson move behind me. Pressing closer and pushing me impossibly close to Ace. I felt Tyson’s hand run along my thigh before he lifted my leg, draping it over Ace’s hip. Ace pulled me closer when I felt Tyson’s breath on my neck as he moved, before hearing his voice below my ear.
“I know you want him, Lucy. It’s okay to want Ace. I want you to want him too,” Tyson said, kissing my mark before sucking on it and making me moan. I felt my eyes roll into my head when Tyson’s hand moved under his shirt, stopping on his brother’s hand. He moved Ace’s hand to my breast, and I felt Ace hesitate before palming it. I wanted them, wanted both of them. Tyson knew that through the bond, but he also knew I wouldn’t do anything about it.
Tyson’s hand slid across my stomach before moving between my legs. I felt his erection pressing against my ass, his fingers trailing along the lower half of my stomach, yet he didn’t move them lower. I knew he wanted permission despite being able to feel my reaction to him through the bond, and I grabbed his hand, moving it between my legs. He groaned when he felt how wet I was, completely intoxicated by their scent and my senses overloaded as my arousal spilled onto my thighs. They barely touched me, and I felt like I was about to combust on their closeness alone.
Chapter forty-five
Adelightfulshiverranacross my skin as Tyson’s fingers brushed over my slit. He glided his finger between my wet folds, making me moan at his teasing. My hips bucked against his hand, and Ace suddenly gripped my hip holding me still, but I gripped his hand, moving it back to my breast.
“Lucy!” Ace growled when I rolled my hips against Tyson’s hand, and I realized I’d made Tyson’s hand brush up against Ace.
Tyson’s hand jerked away when he accidentally touched his brother, and I ground my hips against Ace’s erection wanting the friction back. Tyson’s hand went to my neck as he squeezed my throat, turning my face and bringing my lips to his. His tongue invaded my mouth as he tasted every inch, making me moan into his mouth when he suddenly let go of my throat. His hand moved to my waist, and he gripped the shirt.
I sat up, letting him peel it off. Ace also sat up on one elbow. I watched him before feeling Tyson sit up behind me, his lips going to my neck and my eyes closing as he continued leaving open-mouth kisses along my neck and shoulder. Tyson’s fingers played with my nipple, making it harden, and I leaned back against him.
“Let him touch you, Lucy. He wants to touch you. And I know you want him to,” Tyson whispered below my ear before sucking my earlobe into his mouth.
I nodded, a breathy sound leaving my lips when Ace suddenly moved, and his lips locked around the nipple Tyson wasn’t teasing. I gripped Ace’s hair, his hot tongue flicking over my hardened nipple before he bit down on it, making me flinch at the sudden pain before his tongue soothed it.
My grip on his hair tightened as I pulled him closer. He growled, his tongue vibrating against my breast as he nipped and sucked on it. Ace moved his face higher, nipping and sucking my skin before nipping at my neck, and I tensed, having him that close to my marking spot.
Ace pulled back, watching my face for a second, when I felt Tyson move, and he pulled me onto his lap. Ace’s hands ran up my thighs, and I shivered. Gripping Ace’s hair, I brought his lips back to mine, and he made a satisfied noise in the back of his throat when I kissed him. His tongue tracing across my bottom lip, wanting entry. I let my lips part, wanting to taste him. Tyson’s relief through the bond hit me when I kissed Ace back, like a weight had been lifted off his shoulders.
Tyson’s hand moved between my legs, and he rubbed my clit in circular motions, making me move my hips against his hand.
“Fuck! She’s so wet,” Tyson groaned below my ear, before kissing my jaw and shoving his finger inside me. I squirmed at the sudden intrusion, and he stilled his movements for a second before withdrawing his finger slowly. My juices spilled onto my thighs and coated his fingers.
I felt him slowly work another finger inside me, stretching me. I rolled my hips against his fingers and cried out when he forced his fingers deeper inside me, wiggling them and curling them upward.
Ace’s hands moved to my hips, and he tipped my hips forward, giving Tyson easier access as he slid his fingers in and out of my soaking wet heat. Ace watched Tyson’s fingers move in and out of me before he suddenly moved off the bed, and pulled me toward him. Making Tyson’s fingers leave my body as I was pulled to the edge of the bed, my feet touching the soft carpet.
Ace kissed my knee, and my eyes darted down to him kneeling between my legs. Tyson moved behind me, pulling me back against him.
“Let Ace taste you,” Tyson purred against my mark, enticing a moan from my lips as sparks rushed over my body. He chuckled against my skin, and I felt Ace’s hands slide under me as he gripped my ass, jerking me closer to his face before his hands went to my thighs, opening them wider for him. He drapes my legs over his shoulders, his hands sliding up and down my thighs while he trailed his lips and tongue along the inside of my thigh, making me shudder. I felt his breath on my core before he pressed his lips against my slick folds.
His tongue flattened against my folds, licking a straight line to my clit before sucking it into his mouth, and I relaxed against Tyson, a moan escaping my lips. Ace’s grip on my thighs tightened, and my legs trembled, wanting to close them around his face as I squirmed, but he held them open. His tongue ran between my folds before he slipped it inside me.
He growled, the vibration making me buck against his mouth before he held me still, his hot mouth devouring me as he licked and sucked. I felt my body heat up, and goosebumps rise on my arms, and all I could think about was his hot mouth devouring me, and the pleasurable feeling that was growing within me.
Tyson brushed my hair off my shoulder before sucking on my mark, making me moan loudly as pleasure rushed over me. I became lost in the feeling of them touching me, consumed with their touch. Tyson’s mouth moved up my neck, and I felt his canines graze my skin before he nipped at my chin.
I turned my face toward his. Tyson’s lips crashed against mine, swallowing my moans as Ace continued relentlessly flicking his tongue over my clit. I felt my stomach tighten, my hips moving against his mouth when I felt my eyes roll into the back of my head, my toes curling, and my entire body tense before letting go.
I cried out at the sudden intensity of my orgasm washing over me and my walls clenching as my orgasm pulsated out of me. Ace was licking up my juices as they spilled out of me as I rode out my orgasm, leaving me breathless. My body went limp, and I leaned heavily against Tyson.
My body was completely relaxed yet exhausted, like I had run a marathon. Ace moved, kissing the inside of my thigh before sliding my legs off his shoulders, and they fell heavily on the bed when he sat up on his knees. I yawned, and he chuckled before gripping the back of my neck and bringing my lips to his. Ace forced his tongue between my lips, his tongue tasting every inch of my mouth, and I could taste myself on his lips and tongue, making me moan softly when he pulled away and pressed his lips to my forehead.
Tyson lay back down, tugged me against him, and pulled me back down. I sank heavily into the bed, my hand tugging Ace’s, not wanting him to leave, and he climbed back on the bed next to me before tucking my hair behind my ear.
“Sleep, Lucy,” he whispered, pressing closer, his arm draped across my waist while Tyson’s was across my ribs. I let my eyes close, loving them being so close, feeling at home, and for once, I felt like I actually belonged somewhere.
Home. They were home, I thought to myself as my eyes fluttered shut. For once, I didn’t question anything, letting my mind go blank as I started to drift off. Knowing no matter what happened, I would always have them, that they would always be in my corner, and I in theirs.