up to her tender touch, he relaxed and absorbed every wonderful sensation shooting through them. His balls pulled up tight, letting him know he wouldn’t last much longer. His entire body was on fire for this woman. He tried to hang on, but it was no use. It had been so long since he’d felt a woman’s hand on his shaft, her mouth and tongue wrapped around his cock head.
He came on a yell, pumping himself into her mouth. He came hard and fast, every muscle tightening and flexing. She sucked until he’d emptied himself and then fell back onto the mattress beside him. Her eyes were closed, her skin pale. Her lips parted and her tongue darted out to lick them. Sednar’s cock jerked, growing hard again instead of soft.
Through half-open eyes, he caught his brother’s gaze and nodded. Now that the edge was off their desire and she was more comfortable with them, it was time to pleasure her.
56
Chapter Seven
Roxanne couldn’t believe what she’d just done. She’d sucked both men’s cocks, bringing them both to orgasm with her mouth and hands. She couldn’t stop the small smile that played over her lips. A sense of feminine power surged through her. She’d brought them to their knees, figuratively speaking.
Their bodies radiated heat and power. Their thighs were thick and covered in a dusting of dark hair. Their chests were broad and heavily muscled. They had shoulders a yard wide and huge biceps. Her fingertips tingled. It had been amazing to touch them, knowing she was in total control.
She licked her lips, tasting their essence. They both had impressive cocks, long and thick. She’d found the contrast between the soft velvet covering and their hard shafts fascinating. Tasting them, touching them, was an enjoyable experience, one she wouldn’t mind repeating.
It felt good to give, to be able to embrace her sexuality without being afraid. Neither man demanded anything of her. Well, that wasn’t quite true. Sednar had baldly stated he wanted to fuck her, but when she’d hesitated, he’d backed off immediately.
Her ex would have tossed her down on the bed and done whatever he’d pleased.
She’d never enjoyed oral sex with him either. He’d always shoved his penis too far down her throat, choking her. Everything was an act of dominance with him.
Radnor brought all thoughts of Michael to an end when he leaned down and kissed her. The caress was gentle. Undemanding. A touching. A melding of lips and tongue.
Calloused fingers stroked her jawline, her neck and lower.
She could watch Radnor all day. He was so strong and dark and dangerous, yet so gentle with her. The contrast was enthralling.
Not to be forgotten, Sednar nuzzled her neck and trailed hot, openmouthed kisses down her neck and over her collarbone. “Let us touch you now, sweet Roxanne. Let us pleasure you.”
In spite of her resolve to relax and enjoy herself, Roxanne felt her muscles stiffening.
Radnor raised his head, understanding in his gaze. “We only want to touch you. It won’t go any further than that until you’re ready.” Tears pricked her eyes at his understanding. She wanted to have sex with them but it was hard for her to just toss away her past. Radnor understood. She glanced at Sednar and he gifted her with a smile, his gaze thoughtful. They both understood.
Taking her silence as acquiescence, both men resumed touching her. Sednar shifted lower in the bed, his hand and mouth working steadily toward her breasts. Radnor kissed her one final time before he too moved. Two hands cupped her breasts, both 57
large and calloused. Their skin was dark against her paler flesh. It made an incredibly erotic picture.
Roxanne was sprawled in the center of the large four-poster bed with a man on either side of her. They were huge men, all heavy bone, sinew and muscle from head to toe. It was easy to picture them swinging a sword like the one they had in the tapestry.
They were made for war. Yet each of them cupped one of her breasts
He came on a yell, pumping himself into her mouth. He came hard and fast, every muscle tightening and flexing. She sucked until he’d emptied himself and then fell back onto the mattress beside him. Her eyes were closed, her skin pale. Her lips parted and her tongue darted out to lick them. Sednar’s cock jerked, growing hard again instead of soft.
Through half-open eyes, he caught his brother’s gaze and nodded. Now that the edge was off their desire and she was more comfortable with them, it was time to pleasure her.
56
Chapter Seven
Roxanne couldn’t believe what she’d just done. She’d sucked both men’s cocks, bringing them both to orgasm with her mouth and hands. She couldn’t stop the small smile that played over her lips. A sense of feminine power surged through her. She’d brought them to their knees, figuratively speaking.
Their bodies radiated heat and power. Their thighs were thick and covered in a dusting of dark hair. Their chests were broad and heavily muscled. They had shoulders a yard wide and huge biceps. Her fingertips tingled. It had been amazing to touch them, knowing she was in total control.
She licked her lips, tasting their essence. They both had impressive cocks, long and thick. She’d found the contrast between the soft velvet covering and their hard shafts fascinating. Tasting them, touching them, was an enjoyable experience, one she wouldn’t mind repeating.
It felt good to give, to be able to embrace her sexuality without being afraid. Neither man demanded anything of her. Well, that wasn’t quite true. Sednar had baldly stated he wanted to fuck her, but when she’d hesitated, he’d backed off immediately.
Her ex would have tossed her down on the bed and done whatever he’d pleased.
She’d never enjoyed oral sex with him either. He’d always shoved his penis too far down her throat, choking her. Everything was an act of dominance with him.
Radnor brought all thoughts of Michael to an end when he leaned down and kissed her. The caress was gentle. Undemanding. A touching. A melding of lips and tongue.
Calloused fingers stroked her jawline, her neck and lower.
She could watch Radnor all day. He was so strong and dark and dangerous, yet so gentle with her. The contrast was enthralling.
Not to be forgotten, Sednar nuzzled her neck and trailed hot, openmouthed kisses down her neck and over her collarbone. “Let us touch you now, sweet Roxanne. Let us pleasure you.”
In spite of her resolve to relax and enjoy herself, Roxanne felt her muscles stiffening.
Radnor raised his head, understanding in his gaze. “We only want to touch you. It won’t go any further than that until you’re ready.” Tears pricked her eyes at his understanding. She wanted to have sex with them but it was hard for her to just toss away her past. Radnor understood. She glanced at Sednar and he gifted her with a smile, his gaze thoughtful. They both understood.
Taking her silence as acquiescence, both men resumed touching her. Sednar shifted lower in the bed, his hand and mouth working steadily toward her breasts. Radnor kissed her one final time before he too moved. Two hands cupped her breasts, both 57
large and calloused. Their skin was dark against her paler flesh. It made an incredibly erotic picture.
Roxanne was sprawled in the center of the large four-poster bed with a man on either side of her. They were huge men, all heavy bone, sinew and muscle from head to toe. It was easy to picture them swinging a sword like the one they had in the tapestry.
They were made for war. Yet each of them cupped one of her breasts
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