“You’re cheating,” I mutter sleepily.
“The nap worked, I’m healed,” Garrett declares, stroking higher and pushing up the shirt I’m wearing.
“Me too, all healed,” Kenzo agrees, kissing across my shoulder. “So fucking healed.”
“Uh-uh, we could tear your stitches,” I protest, but not too strongly because, shit, I’m wet as hell and already aching for them. Their harsh hands and teasing lips are getting me all wound up. I almost lost them both, and since then, we haven’t been together. I’m craving their bodies as reassurance that they are really here, really alive, and don’t plan on dying on me.
“Nurse, I require you to heal me.” Kenzo grins against my skin as Garrett caresses over my knickers.
Shit.
“Me too,” Garrett murmurs. “I’ve heard the best form of treatment is with orgasms.”
I huff and try to wiggle free, but they clamp their legs around me to stop me from moving away. My hussy vagina is on team sex too, basically holding up a sign saying ‘screw me.’
“Healing,” I blurt. “Rest.”
But they ignore me, the stupid wankstains and their stupid, seductive penises. Peni? What’s the plural of penis? Oh, who the fuck cares.
“Fuck it,” I mutter, and Kenzo breathes out a laugh.
“Thank fuck.” He flips me and grabs my head, yanking my lips to his as Garrett kisses down my shoulder and slips down my thighs to part them before throwing one over Kenzo’s leg.
I rip myself away and roll to the end of the bed, raising to my knees to stare at them. They turn over and grin at me. Garrett’s arm goes behind his head, his chest muscles stretching enticingly as I run my eyes down his torso before looking to Kenzo, who’s watching me hungrily, his chest bare too. They look like two fucking Greek gods, all dark eyes and muscles, and they both watch me, waiting for me to make a move.
Two predators observing and waiting, but they should know I’m the bigger one, and I have them exactly where I want them. Wanting me, waiting for me to make a move. A viper’s game of who strikes first.
I’m Roxxane fucking Viper. They don’t say how or when. I do.
Gripping the bottom of my shirt, I smirk at them. “You want this off?”
They both nod, and Garrett releases a rumbling groan as his eyes drop to my thighs and back up my body again, making me shiver with desire. From one fucking look. It isn’t fair, the power these men have over me, but then again, I have the same power over them.
They are poised and ready to strike, all coiled muscles and power, but they watch and wait, listening to me. Bending to my will. “Then you will do as you’re told.”
Kenzo grins as he leisurely leans back, those charming lips curling in his arrogant smirk, his eyes glittering with respect and need. “Do tell, darling.”
I debate how this is going to work. Garrett is the most hurt, but he won’t be able to be beneath me. I flicker my gaze to him, and we share a small smile, silently asking if he can handle this. I don’t want to hurt him further, but his eyes darken and greedily drop to my body. “I want Garrett in my pussy,” I murmur, my heartbeat kicking up a notch in excitement. “And you in my mouth.” I look back at Kenzo as I crawl closer on the bed, poising above his lap.
His mouth parts slightly, his eyes widening, and he seems unsure on what to say for once, making me smirk as I blow air across him. “That a problem, darling?”
Garrett groans, his hand reaching out and pinching my side. “Be nice.”
“Oh, I am. If I was being mean, I would sit here telling you all the things I want you to do, like Kenzo filling my mouth with his cum until I have no choice but to swallow while you fuck me and hard and fast, your thick cock filling my pussy until I’m screaming.” I glance over and wink. “See? Nice.”
His eyes narrow on me, and he slaps my side. “Better get to it then, baby. Open that pretty mouth and be real nice to Kenzo,” he orders, as he gets to his knees and moves around me until I can’t see him anymore.
I shiver in anticipation, but when he doesn’t touch me, I glance back at Kenzo and pull down his boxers, his hard cock springing free as he watches me hungrily, desperately. “Is that what you want?” I purr. “For me to be nice?”
He swallows hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing with the movement as he watches me, entranced. Grabbing his hand, I pull it up and, as he watches, suck his finger into my mouth, wrapping my lips around it and lashing it with my tongue. He groans, and I jump as Garrett smacks my ass, hard as hell. It surprises me so much I let Kenzo’s finger fall from my mouth as I jerk forward. The sudden pain almost causes me to yelp until his big, rough hand starts to massage in the sting, making me moan and push back.
“Baby, I said nice.”
Kenzo digs his fingers into my hair, the long, lean digits working through the tangles until he anchors at the base, wrapping it around his fist and dragging me closer. “You heard him, darling.”
He tugs me down but lets me choose what I want to do, which is always him. Encircling my hand around the base of his hard cock, I roll my eyes up to his as I suck the mushroom head into my mouth. He groans, his hips lifting and forcing his cock in deeper. Garrett’s hand strokes down my spine and back up where he presses my head down until my ass is in the air.
Swallowing Kenzo fully, I bob up and down but stop when he starts slow, measured thrusts into my mouth, trying to make this last. I let him for now. Just staring into those eyes as I feel Garrett behind me, his big hands spanning my hips before they slide down and drag my thighs open.
“She’s fucking drenched, brother,” he growls, as his hand dips to my pussy and parts my lips, stroking me lovingly. “So fucking wet, but we are going to need more for you to take my big fat cock, baby.”
Shit, his dirty words almost have my mouth popping off Kenzo’s cock, but he grunts and drags me back down again, using my hair to move me how he wants until I have no control.
Garrett ignores my struggles and dips his finger inside me before adding another and stretching me. He curls them and strokes along my walls and the nerves there, which has me bucking. Pleasure pounds through me, and my body is almost shaking as he teases. My pulse thumps, I am that turned on, imagining him behind me, watching me suck his brother’s cock as he strokes me.
Fuck.
I moan around Kenzo, and he grunts, twisting his hand in my hair until a splash of pain sparks through me, which makes me clamp around Garrett’s fingers. He chuckles, the bastard, and pulls them free, stroking back up to rub my clit, fast and hard. I push back, my pussy clamping on air, desperate to be filled, but he doesn’t. He ignores me and just keeps rubbing my clit until, suddenly, my release hits me out of nowhere.
Blowing through my body like one of Diesel’s bombs. I whimper around Kenzo’s cock, making him groan as his hips stutter for a moment before speeding up, pushing faster into my mouth until I have to hold on, even as I shake from the aftershocks. But I have no time to calm down, because Garrett’s cock is there, the thick mushroom head pressing to my entrance as he strokes my side lovingly.
“So fucking beautiful, baby. Out of all the fights I’ve been in, I’ve never been happier than to win the one for you,” he rasps, which makes my heart skip a beat. How can he say such things when I can’t respond? In fact, that’s probably why he did it, the bastard.