Free Their Virgin’s Secret, Masters of Menage, Book 2 by ShaylaBlack LexiBlake

She was getting wet. So wet. She closed her eyes and let Burke’s touch bathe her in heat.
    And then Burke’s fingers were replaced with another mouth. She looked down. Cole nuzzled her other breast, and she arched helplessly at the hot, jagged need they created. Two dark heads worked over her, sucking at her nipples, their hands playing at her mound. Someone’s fingers slipped inside her while another toyed with her clit.
    With a last long suck, Burke released her nipple. His tongue delved into her navel, licking a line all the way down to her pussy. Cole growled at her breast, the sensation rumbling along her skin. He bit at her sensitive little tip, taking it between his teeth.
    A little pain was all right by Cole. The way he did it, she liked it, too. When he’d slapped her ass earlier, all she’d been able to think about was what it would be like to lie across his lap, immobile, and take the sting of his palm on her bare backside. Even the thought excited her.
    Cole sat up and began unbuttoning his shirt. Jessa stared. With every inch he revealed, she couldn’t help but notice that he was ripped with pure, hard muscle, every inch of flesh a testament to his strength and determination. Broad shoulders. A sculpted chest. Big biceps. Flat, tight abs. He was a work of art. A tattoo of a dagger, the hilt ornate and detailed, decorated his left arm, and she touched it. Someone with a very steady hand had spent hours crafting this image onto his skin.
    “You don’t get out of the Navy without a little ink.” Cole shrugged out of his shirt, letting it fall to the floor. “Burke has an identical one.”
    Naturally .
    The thought died when Burke pulled her folds apart and licked at her clit. Then she couldn’t think at all anymore. Tingles erupted across her skin. Fire spread through her system.
    “Does that feel good, baby?” Cole’s hand was on the buckle of his belt. Jessa watched as he slowly pulled it open and eased his slacks down.
    Good? Burke tormented her. His tongue lashed at her, then he suckled the sensitive bud. He traded little teasing licks with long sucks at her clit. A burning wave of feeling built inside her. It was huge and foreign and a bit overwhelming.
    Cole stopped his slow striptease and growled at her. “You stay still. Let Burke have his way.”
    She’d been moving, she realized, unconsciously trying to escape the need starting to overwhelm her. “It’s too much.”
    “You’re just getting started. You move again, and I’ll spank you red. Do you understand? Burke, let’s finish her off.”
    As though they had planned it, Burke moved lower, spreading her legs even wider with his shoulders, and fucked her with his tongue, filling her and making her writhe and cry out. She stayed still, Cole’s warning still ringing in her ears.
    And then she couldn’t move at all. Cole covered her torso with his big body and the warm press of his skin. He leaned toward her pussy. No, he couldn’t … But he did. In a move of practiced seduction, his mouth claimed her clit as Burke speared his tongue high into her pussy. Sensation ramped up, and she began disintegrating under the onslaught. It was too much. It was everything.
    “Come, sweetheart. Right on my tongue. I want to lick you up.” Burke’s hands tightened on her thighs as he thrust his tongue back in.
    Cole sucked her clit in between his teeth, pulling hard.
    That was all it took. Sensation tightened, seizing her breath and heartbeat, blood pounding. Then she exploded, thrashing and screaming as the orgasm took her. It was more than she’d ever imagined. Pleasure thrummed through every inch of her body as they suckled and fucked her with their mouths until she lay in a boneless puddle.
    As she came down, the twins licked more leisurely, as though they simply enjoyed her taste. She panted, melted, feeling drugged by their very presence. This was where she wanted to be. This was what she’d waited for.
    Her body jerked in little