Victor's Vow [Lords of Hawksfell Manor 6] (Siren Publishing Menage Amour) by Josie Dennis Page A

her.”
    Cabot nearly came at the prospect. “Do you believe she’ll want that?”
    “Both of us inside of her? I know she’s hot and takes everything we give her.”
    Cabot agreed. “Perhaps you shouldn’t put it to her quite that way.”
    “Oh?” Victor’s smile was tight. “How should we tell her?”
    “Tell me what?” Violet asked.
    Cabot turned and watched as her eyes ran greedily over him and Victor. “There you are, love.”
    She stepped into the room and reached up to wrap her arms around his neck. “Tell me what?” she asked again, bringing her lips to his.
    Cabot kissed her sweet mouth and pulled back. “Victor and I are both going to love you.”
    “But you have already.” She blinked, her eyes going to Victor. “Haven’t you?”
    Victor stepped close and stroked her cheek. “Not like tonight.”
    She trembled at his words and Cabot suddenly couldn’t wait to get her between them. It would be one hell of a Christmas gift and a wonderful way to say good-bye.

Chapter 11
     
    Violet felt the heat of them both through her far too many layers of clothing. Her nipples tightened in her corset and her pussy throbbed. “Get me out of this dress, please.”
    Victor stepped away and let Cabot see to the matter. Cabot was quite skilled with his hands, his fingers teasing and tickling, and she was soon as naked as they were. Victor cupped one of her breasts from behind as Cabot bent down to lick the nipple. She gasped and let her head rest against Victor’s chest. Their scents combined to make her weak with wanting and she clutched at Cabot’s shoulders. He began to suckle her and she gasped.
    “Do you doubt my assertions now, Cabot?” Victor asked, his body rigid behind her.
    “What assertions?” she asked, forcing her eyes open again.
    Cabot lifted his head and grinned at Victor over her shoulder. “Not a bit.”
    His fingers stroked over her, spreading her pussy and delving inside. Letting her legs fall open, she leaned into Victor again. Victor cock pressed between her cheeks as Cabot’s teased her hip. Cabot’s mouth returned to her aching breast and he gently teethed her. She was soaking wet now. Cabot’s fingers tormented her pussy as Victor held her upright. His hands were busy as well, stroking and teasing her bottom. Then he eased one finger into her hole and she shivered. His finger was slick and smooth inside of her.
    “Victor?” she asked, trying to make sense of what they were doing.
    “Cream, Violet. I’m getting you ready,” he answered, his breath hot on her neck. “I’m going to fuck your pretty little ass while Cabot’s in your pussy.”
    His words were compelling. “Oh, is that possible?” she asked.
    In answer, Victor moved two fingers inside of her as Cabot’s withdrew. They each reversed their motion and began a rhythm that soon had her panting. She could well imagine their cocks buried inside of her and ached for it. Their bodies hot against her front and back, their cocks giving her all she could take. She nearly climaxed right then.
    “I need to come,” she whimpered. “Please…”
    Victor didn’t cease his movements as Cabot dropped to his knees before her. His fingers continued to thrust as he sucked on her clit. She was keening now, her voice strange to her ears as she surrendered to their ministrations. Cabot’s tongue was wild on her as they both drove her over the edge. She nearly fainted in their grasp as her orgasm shot through her, sharp and wild.
    “I have to fuck you,” Victor said, taking his fingers from her. “Cabot, take her on the bed.”
    Cabot stood and kissed her as she slowly opened her eyes. “Are you ready for a ride you’ll never forget?”
    She grinned like a fool. “Happy Christmas to me.”
    Cabot laughed and even Victor smiled as they managed to get her on the bed. It was a good thing they assisted her, as her legs were so weak she could scarcely walk. Cabot began to kiss and caress her again as he placed her on his lap.