“Touch her,” Heat commands. “Show her how good it can feel.”
I gasp as Brimstone’s hands settle on my shoulders, large and warm. He begins massaging the tense muscles there, his thumbs working small circles in tune with the ones Heat’s working at my clit.
I whimper at the dual sensations. Heat’s fingers are working magic on my clit while Brimstone’s strong hands knead my shoulders, working down my back. His touch is different from Heat’s—not better or worse, just different—more tentative, almost reverent.
“How does that feel, baby?” Heat asks, his eyes locked on mine, watching every reaction.
“Good,” I breathe out. “Really good.”
Heat smiles, that predatory grin that makes my insides turn to mush. “It’s about to get better.”
He shifts position, moving between my legs while guiding me to lean back against Brimstone’s chest. I can feel the heat radiating off both men, surrounding me as if I were surrounded by fire. Brimstone’s hands slide from my shoulders to cup my breasts from behind, his rough, callused palms creating a delicious friction against my nipples.
Heat peppers kisses downward, licking and nipping his way between my thighs, spreading me wide.
“I can see her glistening pussy, Heat,” Brimstone groans.
“She loves being played with, but my woman’s always wet for me. Isn’t that right, baby?”
“Yes,” I moan in answer as he swipes his tongue through my slit.
My hips jerk up to meet his mouth, and I can’t help the desperate moan that escapes me. Brimstone’s hands tighten on my breasts, pinching my nipples between his fingers as Heat devours me like I’m his last meal.
“Heat,” I cry out as the orgasm washes over me in a wave of sheer pleasure.I can’t hold back the sounds coming from me, not caring if I’m being too loud. The barrier Brimstone mentioned makes me feel free to express just how good this feels.
“Fuck, that’s hot,” Brimstone growls behind me, his voice vibrating through my back. I feel his hardness pressing against me, thick and insistent.”That’s it, McKenna. Let Heat hear how much you like his mouth on your pussy.”
I writhe between them, caught in a delicious trap of sensation. Heat’s tongue is relentless, circling my clit before dipping inside me, while Brimstone’s hands continue their magic on my breasts until they wring a second orgasm from me.
Heat lifts his head, his chin glistening with my arousal. “Brim needs relief, baby. You ready to help him out?”
I nod, breathless and overwhelmed, still in the throes of my release. Heat guides me to turn in Brimstone’s arms until I’m facing him. His amber eyes are practically glowing now, swirls of magic visible in their depths.
“Go ahead,” Heat encourages from behind me, his hands on my hips, guiding me. “Show Brimstone how good that sweet mouth of yours feels.”
I swallow hard, my heart racing as I look at Brimstone’s impressive erection. I’ve only had the chance to suck Heat’scock once, and that wasn’t for long before he snatched me up and fucked me breathless. That had been during round two last night.
Staring at Brimstone’s cock, I take in how it’s not as thick as Heat’s, but it’s longer, curving slightly upward. The amber glow in his eyes intensifies as I reach out to wrap my fingers around him.
“Fuck,” Brimstone hisses, his hips jerking forward.
“Easy,” Heat murmurs from behind me, his chest pressed against my back. “She’s new to this.”
I feel a surge of confidence in the way Brimstone reacts to my touch. I stroke him slowly, marveling at the velvet-soft skin over steel hardness.
“You’re doing great, baby,” Heat whispers in my ear, his hands sliding around to cup my breasts. “Now, take him in that sweet mouth of yours. Let him see just how good you are.”
I lean forward, my confidence surging as I lower my mouth to Brimstone’s cock. The first taste is different than Heat’s—saltier, with a hint of something almost electric that tingles against my tongue. I swirl my tongue around the head experimentally, rewarded with a deep groan from Brimstone.
“That’s it,” Heat encourages, his hands massaging my breasts as he watches over my shoulder. “Take him deeper, baby.”
I follow his instruction, relaxing my jaw and taking more of Brimstone into my mouth. The amber glow in his eyes intensifies, magic crackling visibly across his skin now. I can feel it—like static electricity dancing over my lips and tongue.
“Fuck,” Brimstone hisses, one hand fisting in the sheets while the other hovers near my head, not touching. “She’s—fuck, Heat.”
“Let her work, Brim,” Heat says, his voice a low rumble against my back. “She’s learning what she likes.”
I hollow my cheeks, sucking harder, enjoying the strangled sound Brimstone makes. The magic crackling across his skin sends little shocks of pleasure through my mouth and down my throat. It’s intoxicating, different from Heat but exciting in its own way.