Immortally Theirs [Legends & Myths] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Scarlet Day

tickled her ear and Christian’s gaze turned her muscles into molten rubber. But she knew they didn’t need for her to speak, they just needed for her to relent. She simply nodded and willingly placed herself in their hands.
    Christian raised up and moved his hands to her shorts. He worked to undo the button and zipper and then slowly slid the shorts down her legs, leaving her thin silk panties in place. Stefan unbuttoned her shirt, working each button with painstaking slowness. Each brush of his fingers against her skin sent tingles of energy straight to her clit. He pushed the shirt aside and then reached behind her and expertly unfastened the clasp of her bra. He pulled the intrusive garment from her and tossed the bra and shirt to the floor. The cool air sent delightful little shivers across Claire’s skin.
    “Beautiful.” Stefan’s voice was low and raw. “You’re so beautiful, Claire.”
    He lowered his head to her abdomen and feathered her skin with light kisses. Sizzling bolts of energy shot through her. Christian’s lips blazed a trail down to her navel and then his tongue dove inside. She cried out as the shallow intrusion sparked a path to her pussy. Stefan traced patterns around one nipple with his finger. His barely-there touch made her squirm and left her yearning for more. She arched her back to try to get more of the sweet and tortuous contact.
    A heavy hand pressed down on her abdomen and she opened her eyes to see Christian looking at her with raised eyebrows and shaking his head. “Uh-uh. No moving until we tell you to move, baby.” His lips turned up in the wicked grin that seemed to make Claire’s insides melt. “Understood?”
    She nodded and relaxed back into the bed, forcing her body to be still. It wasn’t going to be easy to subdue her eager body, but she was determined to learn all these men could teach her. Stefan resumed his maddening journey around one nipple and Christian lowered his head over her pussy. He blew on her core and the sensation through her thin panties almost made her arch her back again, but she gritted her teeth and forced her disobedient body to be still.
    “Good girl.” She could hear the satisfaction in Christian’s voice, but she dared not look at him, for fear his grin would be her undoing.
    Stefan leaned over and flicked the tip of her nipple with his tongue. She sucked in a breath, but refused to move, focusing her gaze on the thick curtains that formed a canopy over the bed. Stefan rewarded her effort to remain still by taking her straining nipple into his mouth and gently sucking on it. She groaned as the pull of his mouth echoed in her aching clit. His tongue and teeth played havoc on her resolve to behave herself as she’d promised.
    Christian pressed light kisses onto each of her inner thighs, starting at one knee and working up to her pussy. Then he moved to the other knee and repeated the process. She squeezed her eyes shut, almost unable to keep her body under control any longer. Christian’s fingers traced along the lines of her panties and teased the edges of her folds through the material. The combined touch of the two men was achingly gentle, yet maddeningly intense. Just when Claire thought she might lose her mind, Christian pulled her by the legs to the edge of the bed. He let her legs dangle over the side and then he knelt next to the bed and slid her panties down her legs.
    “Gods, you’re beautiful, baby.” She opened her eyes to see Christian gazing with awe at her exposed flesh. “So wet and pink.”
    She shivered under his unwavering gaze, the anticipation building inside her. Christian lowered his head and blew on her pussy again, but this time without any material blocking his heated breath. Her whole body broke out in tiny bumps and her core muscles clenched. Christian lifted her legs to rest on his shoulders and then leaned into her. His tongue raked her already wet folds from her entrance to her clit. It was too much. Claire