Wicked Garden by Lorelei James

damned if her mother’s ghost would ruin something else for her.
    “Baby?”
    “Yes. I want both of you to fuck me. At the same time. One night of anything goes down and dirty wicked sex.”
    “Good answer,” Billy murmured. “But make no mistake about who’s in charge. You will do whatever we say.”
    Eden cracked her eyes open. “Have you guys been planning this all day?”
    “No. But neither of us is about to let a golden opportunity pass us by, right Billy?”
    “Damn straight.”
    Jon stood and held a hand out. “Come on. Bedroom. Now.”
    She gripped Billy’s hand and allowed Jon to lead them into a room at the end of the hallway.
    A bout of nerves surfaced when she saw the bed.
    “Relax,” Jon said. “Trust us to make you feel as beautiful as you are to us, Eden.” His head dipped and he captured her lips. He began to unbutton her blouse. As soon as it hit the carpet, another set of eager hands unhooked her bra and the scrap of lace disappeared.
    Then Billy’s hot, hard male skin pressed up against her back. He swept her hair aside, nibbling from her left shoulder to her nape.
    Her skin became a mass of goose bumps and she trembled.
    Eden gasped when Jon tweaked her nipple. He slid his lips free from hers and replaced his fingers with his hungry mouth.
    “Oh. God.”
    “Do you know how fucking hot it is to watch him sucking on your tits?”
    “Help him. I want to feel both your mouths on my breasts at the same time.”
    Billy growled at her request and moved in front of her. He watched her face as his abrasive tongue lapped the pebbled tip. The same motion in the same spot. Over and over.
    Jon mirrored Billy’s actions. Tiny flicks of a tongue. Suckling the point with pursed lips. Blowing a soft stream of air across the wetness. Drawing as much of her breast into the wet heat as possible, sucking long and deep and hard.
    She’d never experienced anything so visually and physically arousing. Jon’s dark head on one side, Billy’s blond head on the other. The sensations of each hungry mouth focused solely on her nipple, the same, yet different.
    The dual sharp nip of teeth made her cry out. A hot burst of moisture soaked her panties.
    “Get her goddamn pants off,” Billy said.
    Zip. The denim pooled around her ankles. She kicked the jeans away. Keeping his smoldering eyes on hers, Billy knelt and oh-so-slowly dragged the lace underwear down her legs.
    A wave of heat nearly buckled her knees.
    “On the bed.”
    Eden scooted into the middle and propped herself on her elbows to see both men undress without a striptease. Not that she complained. She didn’t want to wait for all that gorgeous, male flesh that was hers for the taking.
    “Toss me a pillow,” Billy said. He tapped Eden’s ass and she lifted her hips. “Spread those legs wide. I want to see every inch of that pussy.”
    Jon swept the pad of his thumb across her lower lip. “You ready to have my cock in your mouth?”
    She nodded.
    “Jon, do you have something we can bind her hands with?”
    Holy crap. “But—”
    Then Billy was right in her face. “But nothing. You agreed to being with both of us, which means you are ours to do with as we please. And it’d please me greatly to see you tied up and at my mercy.”
    Three bandanas appeared. Two were looped around her wrists; the third was used to tie her bound hands to the iron slats in the headboard.
    It was hot as hell, seeing the lustful sexual greed on Jon and Billy’s faces. The inside of her thighs were drenched. Her skin was so hot she feared she’d inadvertently set the cotton sheets on fire.
    Jon straddled her chest on his knees. He braced one hand on the headboard and used the other to grip his cock as he circled the mushroomed head over her lips. “Lick it.”
    Her tongue darted out to swipe the bead leaking from the slit. Another pearly drop appeared and she licked it too.
    “That’s good. Now open up, dollface.”
    Eden’s lips parted and Jon fed his cock into