Free Victor's Vow [Lords of Hawksfell Manor 6] (Siren Publishing Menage Amour) by Josie Dennis Page A

actually.”
    “Good.” Cabot kissed her lips again, then shifted to take her other breast into his mouth.
    She squeezed her eyes shut as sensations overwhelmed her. Victor’s big, strong fingers moved in and out of her, teasing her on the inside as his tongue scraped over her clit. She clutched at Cabot’s head, earning a moan from him as he sucked harder on her aching nipple. Spreading her legs wider, she urged Victor to finish what he’d started.
    His fingers were thick, at least two moving deep inside. There was no barrier to his touch now, no proof of virginity to impede his penetration. She began to tremble, lifting and arching off the bed as her orgasm tore through her. She began to scream when Cabot’s mouth covered hers again.
    “Shh, sweet flower,” he said between kisses. “We might be far from the other rooms, but such enthusiasm still might be overheard.”
    She caught her breath at last and giggled. Her limbs felt light, but she still couldn’t rouse the energy to lift them. “Of course,” she murmured.
    Victor covered her with his big beautiful body as he had yesterday and kissed her as well. He tasted of himself and of her juices, but she couldn’t rouse embarrassment. This was a time out of their life. It was an opportunity to learn what she could and put any reservations aside. Besides, she couldn’t grow timid when she so wanted to see her two men together.
    “That was astounding,” he said, pulling back to lick his lips. “You’re delectable.”
    Her cheeks flamed again as he slanted her a concerned look. “Do you think you’re ready for Cabot?”
    Her pussy, so recently sated, pulsed with its own answer. Ooh, Cabot would take her now. It was quite a good thing that she wasn’t thinking too hard about all of this. Otherwise she just might refuse what would surely be an incredible experience.
    “Yes.” She turned to Cabot. “Are you ready for me, Cabot?”
    He laughed and came to his knees, showing off his impressive erection. “Can you not tell?”
    She stared at his cock in the light, finding it as beautiful as the rest of him. Long and thick, straining toward her with a drop of liquid glistening on its head. Seized by a naughty notion, she sat up quickly and stroked her tongue over the tip.
    “God!” Cabot cried. “You’ll have me coming before I even get inside of you.”
    She couldn’t help but grin. “You’ve both tasted me. I thought I’d taste you.”
    Victor growled something under his breath, then knelt on her other side. “Taste me.”
    She eyed his erection. He seemed even larger than Cabot, if that was possible. There was a drop of cream on his cock’s head as well, so she turned and licked him. He hissed out a breath and leaned back on his hands. “Suck me.”
    She pulled back for a moment at his harsh command, hearing the need in his voice. Then closed her mouth over him. He groaned and held himself still as she began to suckle. Her pussy grew hot and prickly again, her arousal fueled by Victor’s reaction. Cabot grabbed her hips and drew her up on her knees. The man knew what he was doing, for she held herself on her hands on either side of Victor’s narrow hips and bobbed her head a bit. When he moaned again, she nearly smiled. Then Cabot slipped a hand beneath to stroke her pussy.
    Shivering, she spread her thighs to allow him easier access. Oh, she could come again just from this attention!
    “I’m going to take you from behind, Violet,” Cabot said, his mouth close to her ear. “I didn’t think you’d be ready, but you’re soaking wet.”
    His fingers drove inside and she shuddered. From behind, he’d said. Oh, she wanted to know what that felt like!
    Lifting her head a fraction from Victor’s delicious cock, she sighed. “Please, Cabot.”
    He shifted and the bed dipped a bit. Leaning close to her, he brought his cock up against her pussy. The friction was delightful and she smiled at him over her shoulder before returning to the task at