Free Mistletoe Menage by Molly Ann Wishlade Page B

me.”
    She opened her eyes and met
Edward’s gaze. Her own pleasure was reflected in his expression and she watched
as he ran his own hand up and down his generous erection, caressing it in time
with her movements upon Guy.
    “I…I…oh!” she exclaimed as wave
after wave of delicious explosions burst from her bud and echoed through her
core. She bounced on Guy’s face so hard that he dug his fingertips into her
thighs and lifted her. As she slowed, he lowered her again and sucked at her
mound and lips, swallowing her juices.
    “Oh, Guy. That was…”
    “Just for
starters.” Edward finished her sentence.
    Anne’s stomach fluttered. There’s
more?
    She rolled over and lay on her
back, watching as Guy and Edward kissed. They stopped for a moment and looked
at her, adoration in their eyes, but she shook her head.
    “Please…let me watch you.”
    Both men smiled, clearly pleased
at her approval, and they fell on one another, kissing and touching with the
hunger of those in love.
    Anne rolled onto her side and
tucked her arm under her head. She had recently climaxed but seeing the two
handsome men making love was arousing her once more. When Guy pushed Edward
onto his back then crawled down his body, she moaned with desire. Guy took his
lover’s hard member into his mouth and sucked him hard. Anne sat up and crawled
closer to them, fascinated by Guy’s skill and Edward’s evident pleasure. As the
artist used his mouth and tongue on Edward, she longed to pleasure Guy, so she
moved and knelt behind him then reached up between his legs and encircled him
in her hand. He groaned as she worked him with her hand, matching his rhythm
upon Edward, and within mere thrusts she felt him
grown and harden between her fingers. Then his hot seed was spurting from him,
over her hand, and over Edward’s legs. Moments later, Edward moaned and she
heard Guy swallowing hard as his lover climaxed deep into his throat.
    ****
    Anne lay on the hearth rug, Guy
to her left and Edward to her right. Each of her lovers held one of her
breasts, toying with the nipples, and tugging them into hard, round peaks. The
sensations sent little sparks through her body and she longed to ask them to
touch her between her legs so that she could reach fulfilment all over again.
    As if reading her mind, Edward
lowered his head and suckled her nipple. She flung her head back and whispered,
“Oh yes, Edward. Yes.”
    He walked his fingers down her
body to her navel, then lower so that they tickled
through her curls and slipped around her juices inside her. He plundered her as
he sucked on her nipple and she lifted her hips to his hand, wanting him to go
deeper, harder.
    “I think she’s ready,” Edward
said to Guy.
    Anne opened her eyes and looked at
them both.
    “Do you want us, Anne?” Guy
asked.
    “Yes…but how?”
    Guy smiled then reached down and
slipped a finger inside her next to Edward’s. As both men penetrated her, she
panted with longing. Was this what they meant? But then Edward withdrew and
spread her lubrication over her mound and along her behind.
    “Roll onto your side,
sweetheart.” Guy nudged her and she turned to face Edward.
    Guy slipped his member between
her legs and she felt him hard between the cheeks of her behind. In front of
her, Edward pushed his erection between her wet lips and she sighed as he slid
all the way inside her.
    “I have waited so long for this,
my love.”
    She smiled as she held his gaze.
    “Now relax for a moment, Anne. I
will not hurt you, I promise,” Guy whispered into her ear as he pushed at the
tight hole of her bottom. The lubrication of her arousal eased him in and once
he had penetrated past the ring of muscle, a sensation at once strange and
exciting, he moved deeper into her.
    Anne could not believe what was
happening. She was held in place by two strong, muscular men. In front of her
was her dark-haired, brown-eyed first love, and behind her was the blonde,
silver-blue-eyed artist she’d