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But he was saying no, just like he’d said no to vaginal intercourse during their conversations. Why? He liked women, she knew.
Jesse.
She couldn’t forget Jesse.

She needed to experience sex his way, but still come to him a virgin, as she’d said she would.

Deke had vowed that he wouldn’t take a virgin. He didn’t want to claim anyone.

Now she recalled… Somehow, his stance disturbed her.

Deke’s fingers curled into fists. He swallowed. The effort to resist her was costing him dearly.

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“Right,” he said finally, his voice like gravel in a blender. “I’ll make her come.”

“We talked about this earlier,” Luc assured her, leaning closer to lay a soft kiss across her mouth, then the side of her breast. “For tonight, you’ll just take pleasure from us, get used to the sensations of two men pleasuring you at once. When you’re ready, we’ll teach you about pleasing us in return. No rush. No pressure.

Okay?”

She sent him a shaky nod, barely able to focus her thoughts away from Deke and his promise. He was going to make her come. Kimber had no doubt he could. In about thirty seconds. Or less. Would it erase the aching emptiness inside her?

Swinging her gaze back over to Deke, she took in his flushed cheeks, the harsh rise and fall of his heavily muscled chest, the sinew and veins roping his thick forearms. Sleek, powerful, all male. Fresh want pulsed in her belly, in her sex.

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No. Think about Jesse.
Whatever pleasure Deke gave her was for instructional purposes. It would have to be enough. No big, pulsing, more-than-ready-to-do-the-job cocks inside her.

“Just touch me.” The words fell from her lips, soft, imploring.

“I will, in any way I can. I’m going to find out every way to make you come and get you off until you beg me to stop.”

Oh, God.
Did he mean that? Her body hoped he did, every word.

She swallowed a burning lump of lust. “Please.” Unable to stop herself, she lifted her hips to him one more time.

Deke didn’t turn down the invitation to touch her. He slipped a thick finger into her wet depths, swiping his thumb over her clit with the other. Electric sparks 75

blended with pure magic to brush her skin with want, fire her blood with pure need. She mewled. When he repeated the process, and Luc bent to take her mouth in a kiss ripe with sensual demand, her mewls became low moans.

Luc swallowed the sounds and lifted his hand to cover her breast, fingers toying with her nipple, gently pinching, turning, awakening. He sent more bolts of lust south, down low, to join the heavy pulse of demand her body pumped out at each brush of Deke’s thumb over her clit.

Legs taut, back bowed, Kimber felt the edge of climax drawing near. And they’d what, touched her for less than two minutes? She was drowning, flying, aching desperately—and didn’t want it any other way.

Deke pushed a second finger inside her, fighting to slide his thick digits in. A sting became an ache as he muscled his way deeper inside her. Finally, her flesh swallowed him up and clamped down on him. He swore.

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“She’s burning me alive.”

Luc nodded, breathing against her neck as he took her earlobe between his teeth.

“Tell me how she feels.”

Hedonistic Luc was encouraging Deke, trying to drive her over the edge with wicked words, flirting dangerously with Deke’s ragged control.

“She’s so damn tight and hot. Her pussy is gripping me. Clinging. Rippling. Fuck!”

“Pump her with your fingers.”

Deke gasped and began to slide his fingers in and out of her tight passage. “Can’t stop. Too fucking good to stop.”

“Come for us, sweetheart.” Luc whispered in her ear, brushing his thumbs across so-sensitive nipples.

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Kimber felt swollen everywhere. Strung tight. Ached inside her own skin. Damp with perspiration, wet with need, blood raced through her body. Her heart pumped. Her skin tingled. And still Deke kept that incessant, merciless thumb strumming her clit. His fingers slid in and out, plying some sensitive spot inside her sex she’d never found on her own.

Luc whispered against her mouth, “You look beautiful. I can’t wait to watch you scream in climax.” Then, with insistent fingers, he plucked at her aching nipple.

Too much.
It was all too much to resist. Holding out wasn’t an option.

Heat built. Blood roared. Kimber held her breath, whimpered, moaned—before the pleasure condensed between her legs into a concentrated burst of energy that exploded like a supernova, sending her hurtling deep into a realm of ecstasy she’d never imagined.

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“Yes!” Deke’s fingers stayed lodged in her, and she could feel her sex clutch him, squeezing, releasing, caressing him again.

“Yes. Again,” he demanded. “Come again.”

She moaned. “I don’t think I can.”

Luc laughed, low and amused and thrumming with sensual promise. “We’ll take care of you.”

“But usually after once, I’m…spent.”

Deke shook his head with sharp military precision or anger—or a bit of both.

“Not with two men. You come repeatedly, until you’re so exhausted you’re nearly unconscious.”

Unconscious?
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the energy. And couldn’t quite focus with his thumb continuing to play over her clit, making her twitch and pulse, prolonging her pleasure until her head spun.

Until it slowly built to more. Until she ached again.

“That’s right,” Deke murmured.

Then he bent down to her. No preliminaries. No waiting. No warning. His tongue lashed her clit, assuming the same teasing movements as his thumb.

The sensations matched those he’d incited before, but felt more intense. Kimber filled with need, as if she’d never come at all. Only this time, the pleasure was stronger. Her body was primed, his mouth determined, and his will iron. She
would
come for him again. He would
not
take
no
for an answer.

And she watched, the visual of him feasting on her aroused her nearly as much as his actual touch. Within moments, the question of whether she’d come again Shayla Black Decadent ceased to be, morphing into a question of when. Kimber knew from her tensing body, the thickening pleasure, the way her legs spread wider all on her own, inviting Deke in deeper, that the when would be soon.

“Her taste?” Luc asked his cousin against the underside of her breast before he dragged her nipple into his mouth for a long, sensual suckle.

Kimber’s breathing climbed, hitched.

“Fucking sweet,” Deke muttered, lapping at her again like a treat. “Christ!” Elation soared at his words. He approved. No, he enjoyed. His rough voice and uninhibited devouring told her that. He wasn’t going to stop until he’d wrung every drop of pleasure from her that he could.

Luc rose above her then, his gaze penetrating her. Desire hardened his features.

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Dangerous. Predatory. He wasn’t content to just watch. He expected his turn.

Her pleasure climbed, ratcheting up, every lick ramping her euphoria higher than before until it strung her so tight, she felt her clit fill with blood, pulse, moments away from incredible orgasm…

“Look at me when you come,” Luc demanded.

Kimber did, her gaze helplessly fixed on his black stare. Grabbing the sheet, Kimber arched up as the pleasure began to overwhelm her. “Luc…”

“Soon, I’ll lick you. Suck you. Make you come.”

“Yes,” she panted.

Then Deke’s tongue flicked her clit, devastating her control. “Oh, God. Oh…
Deke
!” Shayla Black Decadent Ecstasy ripped the sound from her throat as light, color, sensation, and heat all rushed inside her, detonating through every nerve in her body. She jolted with the force, shook, perspiration making her body damp, her muscles turn as liquid as water.

As she lay back, trying to catch her breath, struggling to recover, Deke looked up from between her legs, his mouth red and wet and set in a determined line. “Once more, kitten.”

Then he licked her again.

She didn’t want to say no. Could she, even? Kimber doubted it. But she was so tired, turned inside out, and spent after two monster orgasms. And Luc still hadn’t had a turn to send her flying into pleasure. And he wanted his chance. The way he stared at her even now told her he was done waiting.

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“My turn,” Luc insisted. “Before sweet Kimber passes out. And you have other things to prepare her for.”

Other things?
Kimber couldn’t make her exhausted body support her lethargic thoughts so she could ponder what those other things might be.

But Deke apparently agreed—reluctantly—as he slid off the bed and disappeared to the other side of the room. She began to tip her head back and follow him with her gaze, but Luc snagged her attention by caressing a pair of elegant fingertips through her steamy, swollen slit, then slowly, so slowly, sliding them deep inside her.

“Lie back and enjoy,” Luc murmured.

Tingles erupted, shocking her with their insistence, flaming to bright new life.

She’d never believed that she was very sexual. She masturbated, yes, but rarely Shayla Black Decadent came more than once. Who knew she had two hard orgasms in a row in her? And the way she felt now, a third wasn’t out of the question.

Kimber’s eyes slid shut, and she let out a shuddering breath of tortured pleasure.

Lie back and enjoy.
Luc wasn’t taking no for an answer. And she wasn’t inclined to say it, anyway.

He prodded that sensitive spot inside her that Deke had quickly found as well and plied it—softly, yes, but without mercy. The need spiraled again, faster, hotter.

The walls of her sex tightened, tingled, ached.

“Your vulva swells and turns rosy when you’re aroused. It’s fascinating to watch,” Luc murmured.

His words made her clench with helpless arousal. Then he stimulated her clit with a long, lagging drag of his tongue.

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Kimber cried out and clutched the sheets again.

“You smell…” he breathed deeply, taking her in through his nose, “amazing. Spicy and hot and addicting. Which only makes me want to taste you more.”

“Luc…” Kimber didn’t know if she was saying yes or no to the man. She only knew that he and Deke had managed to take her to a place where rational thought ceased, sensation ruled—and drove her completely out of her head.

“Stay where I can taste you,” Luc said. “Take the pleasure I give you.” Kimber braced herself for another crash, for something even bigger, more powerful. The undertow of this one might knock her unconscious, but suddenly she was sure it would be worth it.

Shayla Black Decadent Then Deke muttered something low and unintelligible near Luc’s ear. Her lashes fluttered open in time to see Luc nod. Then Deke’s hands disappeared between her legs.

Her gaze connected with his. He burned, broiling her with the demand in his expression. He wanted to see her come again, under Luc’s tongue. It was all there in his harsh stare. And he was going to help push her over the edge.

Not that Luc needed help, she thought, as he sucked her swollen clit into his mouth. Kimber clenched her teeth against the rush of sensations, but one piled on top of the other. The coming orgasm packed power, gnawed into her composure with sharp teeth, and began to unravel her. Then…oh, Luc’s tongue flirted with the ultrasensitive tip of her clit, now peeking out from its protective folds. She screamed at the sensations, nearly climbing out of her skin.

They weren’t done.

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Sensing that her climax hovered moments away, Luc released her clit and backed off. “Not yet, sweetheart. Soon. There’s more. And I want to savor you.”

“No,” she panted, so close now that sweat burst across her brow, between her breasts. “No. Now.”

Luc chuckled. “Have a little patience.”

“No,” she repeated, looking between the two men.

“Yes,” Deke insisted.

She focused on him as he leaned closer.

“Do it,” he commanded Luc.

Shayla Black Decadent With a slow nod, the dark-haired hedonist reached for her legs, caressing his way up, up. “With pleasure.”

Do what?
They weren’t going to make her come again. Yet. No matter how badly her body ached and needed, arched and yearned and turned to fire.

Luc answered her question when he curled his palms under her knees and lifted her legs, spreading them high and wide until her legs were folded against her body, resting above either hip. Leaving her wide open. For anything.

She breathed harder at the thought.

“Hold yourself here,” Luc said, bringing her hands under her knees.

They both stared at her exposed sex, eyes hot, determined. No doubt, they were up to something. Something new. Wondering what that something was tied her 82

stomach into knots of apprehension and need.

“Luc…”

“Don’t beg him for mercy. He doesn’t have any. I have even less. You wanted to learn about ménage, kitten. You want your virginity intact. That means we’re going to invade that delectable ass.”

Anal penetration.
Now. She could see that fact in their eyes as their stares tumbled across her body, lingering on the swollen flesh between her widespread legs. Secretly, she’d wondered after overhearing one of her brothers wax practically poetic about anal sex. Yes, of course Deke and Luc were going to penetrate her there. How else could she take two men at once?

“Will it hurt?”

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“Today will be simple,” Luc assured. “Enough to give you the sensations without opening you too much.”

Deke cut to the chase. “We won’t fuck you here. Yet.” But soon, they would.

Kimber felt faint at the very thought of taking them into her body in the most primitive way possible and giving herself completely to them, letting the pleasure—and likely, the pain— drown her.

She sent them a shaky nod. “Okay.”

“I wasn’t waiting for your consent. You gave that to us when you walked through our front door, suitcase in hand.”

Deke, again. And he sounded angry somehow. Or maybe he was just on the edge.