She’s standing in front of us in just a bright pink thong and my breath catches in my throat. Killian kisses up one of her legs and then the other before he starts to stand slowly, planting open mouthed kisses all the way up her spine.
The need to touch her is overwhelming. I find myself reaching for her and tugging her from in between them until she’s pressed against me so her breasts pillow against my naked chest. I stare down at her, entranced for a moment.
“Hi, pretty girl.” She smiles at me, and I swear it’s like being struck in the chest with a fucking arrow.
Killian was right, she needs to be praised and told everything is going to be okay. I can’t say we’re really the right guys to do it, considering my brother and Jude have been stalking her and I can be emotionally closed off, but something tells me we can be exactly what she needs.
If she’ll let us.
My hands skim down her arms and then back up, barely touching her and causing her to shiver. “Hi, Coyle,” she lowers her eyes, taking in my broad shoulders before she looks back up at me through her lashes. “You look strong.”
I chuckle, my hands moving along her shoulders until they’re loosely cupped around her neck. I use my thumbs under her jaw to tip her head back. “You’re gorgeous, Edison.” She blushes slightly and I tilt my head to the side as I take in the sight. “No one tells you that enough, but we’re going to change that. Starting right now. You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.”
“Thank you,” she breathes out.
“You’re going to be such a good girl, aren’t you?” She sucks in a breath and nods slowly as if in a trance. “You’re going to be our good girl and you’re going to accept all the pleasure we have in store for you.”
“Please,” she pleads, a need I can see deep down in the farthest reaches of her soul as I look into her eyes.
I give her neck a slight squeeze, just hard enough to remind her I’ve got her. The moan she lets out has my cock begging, fucking screaming, to be let out of my jeans. I glance over her shoulder to find Killian and Jude have stripped down and are watching Edison hungrily.
I release her neck and drop down to my knees in front of her. She’s short and I’m tall enough that I can still reach most of her body. I start planting kisses all over her body, watching as her skin flushes with her arousal. I suck one of her nipples into my mouth as Killian presses himself against her back.
His hands skim up the sides of her ribcage. He murmurs into her ear, “So pretty for us. I can’t wait to see how well you take us. You’re going to let us take care of you, aren’t you, little one?”
“Killian,” she whines, “stop teasing me.”
I bite down on her nipple, making her gasp, before I release her and move onto the other nipple, giving it the same treatment. Killian grips both sides of her thong and snaps it. I let out a groan as the scrap of lace and satin flutters to the floor.
The room is charged with need, but there’s something more here too, something substantial. I’m not sure what Killian said to get her up here. I don’t know if she thinks this will be one night, but I do know what I said to Jude is true—I’m never letting her go now.
She’s mine.
Ours.
My lips trail down her body until I get to her pretty pussy and run my tongue along the outside of her glistening lips. She arches her back and tilts her hips, but that won’t get me to go any faster.
Killian, as if reading my mind, murmurs, “So eager. Such a good girl.”
Fucking hell. I lap at her clit, loving the way her hips twitch and the taste of her on my tongue. Killian’s fingers dive between her legs from behind and circle her entrance before he plunges two fingers deep into her wet channel.
She moans as I feel Jude step up next to us. When I look up the length of our woman’s body, his large, tattooed covered hands are cupping her tits and plucking her nipples. I suck her clit into my mouth, teasing it with the tip of my tongue, unable to tear my eyes away from the look of sheer bliss on her face.
We work together, building her up until she’s falling apart in our arms. Only when her eyes open slightly, hooded with the afterglow of her orgasm, does Jude step back and crawl onto the bed. I gentle my motions as Killian pulls his fingers from her pussy. A moment later I can hear him licking her arousal from his fingers.
“Fuck,” Killian groans, “you taste like pure fucking ambrosia, Edison.”
“Little mouse,” Jude calls from the bed, “come over here and slide down my cock.”
I look over to see he’s rolled a condom down over his length, slowly stroking it as he beckons Edison with his words and his blazing gray eyes. Her legs are a little wobbly, like a newborn fawn and so damn cute, as I let go of her along with my brother and she makes her way over to the bed.
Standing up, I chuck the rest of my clothes while staring at the way her ass moves as she crawls across the bed before swinging one of her legs over Jude’s hips. He holds the base of his shaft with one hand, the other he holds out to her. When she grabs it, she uses it to stabilize herself before sliding down his length.
I knew none of us would be slouches in the size department, but our girl takes it like a damn champion, like a goddess. Because she is.
Killian groans, “You look so damn good sliding down his cock, little one. Does it feel good?”
Her skin is flushed, her head tipped back as she bites her lip and lets out a low moan. “Yes,” she groans when he’s fully seated inside of her.