Free Blood Bound by V. J. Devereaux Page A

of hers to draw her closer to him, his erection pressed hard against her hip. His hips thrust to grind it against her.
    That was the difference between the two men. Julian was more demanding, more aggressive, like his kisses. Nico was gentler, the more tentative of the two, for all his bold stride and intensity.
    Watching them as they teased and tormented her was incredible, more erotic than she could have imagined. Feeling their touch, their lips, tongues and fingers on her, was maddening.
    Julian loved her breasts. He’d always been a breast man. As he’d undressed her the night before, he’d admired them. They were full, almost lush, firm and nicely rounded, the areola large but not too large, really lovely. The taste of them, the feel of her nipples as they stiffened against his tongue was delicious. He couldn’t resist suckling them, nibbling on them a little to make her writhe. And she did.
    That was promising. There was only one question left now to answer.
    First, though, there was time to explore. To savor and enjoy. He wouldn’t waste it. There was no need to rush. Julian wanted to take his time and explore every inch of her with every inch of him.
    He breathed in the scent of her arousal, his cock as hard as rock.
    Catching that stiff nipple between his teeth, he nipped it, then scraped them over it, drawing it upward. He felt her hand in his hair, it dropped to his shoulder to clutch at him when he nibbled. He caught that hand, pinned it to the bed above her head.
    Even as he did, he watched Nico play with her, touch her, and his cock stiffened even more to see Nico’s hands tease her, make her tremble.
    Rafi felt as if she would lose her mind with pleasure.
    Both men stroked her, caressed her breasts and played with her nipples, teased them, rolled and pinched them until those sensitive nubs were aching and as hard as pebbles, it seemed. Julian used just his fingertips, let them float over her skin to make her shiver while Nico’s palm drifted warmly just above her skin, barely grazing it. Now and then one or the other of them slid their hands over her stomach, stroked her thighs, dipped their fingers between them to tease and tantalize. Her body quivered and arched to each touch.
    She pulsed with need, wanting to be filled, to be taken.
    They took turns kissing her, sucking on her, all of her. Their warm mouths moved over her throat, brushed lightly over her ears to nibble at the lobes, before one or the other of them returned to her mouth to taste, to devour, then to her breasts, down her belly. They sought out her erogenous zones, licking, nibbling and sucking until she was gasping, wet and aching. Their cocks were heavy against her thighs.
    Just the thought of one of those thick shafts penetrating her made her want to moan. The idea that both of them would take her made her pussy clench and ache, her thighs go more damp.
    Every inch of her skin seemed to be on fire. Her breasts felt heavy, swollen, her nipples as hard as diamonds. In all her life she’d never ached so much, longed so much to be filled, to have a cock buried deep inside her.
    With a knowing glance and a grin at Julian, Nico bent to kiss her belly as Julian curled his leg tighter around Rafi’s to shift her a little.
    She saw Julian grin back.
    Delirious with pleasure, she still managed to give them a wary, amused look.
    Nico shifted down the length of her body as Julian’s drew her legs even further apart and she realized what he was doing, what they were doing.
    She found she was helpless, spread for Nico like a banquet with Julian’s leg curled around hers to keep her legs open while Nico gently pressed her thighs even farther apart. He slid his hands beneath her to cup her ass, tilted her hips to open her to him.
    Pure need speared deep into her belly as Nico carefully parted the curls between her thighs with his thumbs, parted the delicate folds of her pussy and then lowered his head to breathe in the scent of her arousal. Then