Page 108 of Healing Her Lions

Teasing.

Loving.

I lose track of where they stand. They are consistently moving around the bed.

I jump when I feel a mouth on my breast, licking around my nipple before sucking it into their mouth. Someone else does the same to the other breast, and then I have two of my mates pulling hard on my nipples, and I have to stop myself from holding their heads. I never want them to stop.

I shiver when I feel a mouth on my pussy, his tongue licking, his thumb pressing on my clit.

“Yes,” I gasp, and then they are gone, and I cry, “No.”

“You are doing so good, baby,” Las says gruffly. “You haven’t tried to peek once.”

Honestly, I forgot my eyes were closed, so lost in what they were doing. I want what they are giving me.

“We are so grateful the universe gave us such a good girl,” Lucas says.

My lips smile automatically at the needed praise. I want them to be proud.

Then the hands are back, caressing every inch of my desire-filled body. They take turns holding and sucking my breasts. I try to tell the hands and mouths apart but give up and just enjoy the sensation of being totally worshiped.

A mouth sucks my clit while someone's fingers are inside of my pussy, slowly gliding in and out. Hot breath lands on my stomach, and I suck in when the scruff on his face scraps erotically.

Over and over, fingers and mouths ghost over my skin. I groan when someone kisses me but pulls away before I am ready. I am a ball of sensation. My harsh breathing drowns out any noise they make. I get lost in my head full of sensual delights.

Six hands land on me at the same time, traveling up and down my body, and I melt. My heavy body gives them complete control, eager for whatever they want to do.

I squeak when I am suddenly turned over and suspended over the sheets. “Hold yourself up,” Logan says. He has his arms wrapped around my middle until I do what he says, and then they are gone again.

“Keep your eyes closed,” Las reminds me.

The process starts all over again except over my back, my ass, and my legs. They still pay special attention to my pussy.

“Oh god, please,” I breathe. I don’t know how much more I can take.

“Hold on, baby,” Las says on my shoulder.

“Yes, Daddy,” I say.

“Good girl,” he responds and his voice fades as he moves away.

My toes curl into the bed as they take turns sucking and licking my pussy. I’ve never been so turned on or so wet in my life.

“Please, please, please,” I chant. I can’t take any more. My body is on the verge of coming over and over again before they pull away and move to another part of my body, or they move away entirely. It’s like they can see into my brain.

I’m flipped again. “Open those legs wide,” Handsome orders.

I pant as I do. There is more movement, and my fingers bunch the pillow above my head.

“Open your eyes,” Las says.

I have to wait for my vision to adjust, blinking, trying to bring the room back into focus. It doesn’t help my yearning for them when I see Las bring a chair to the side of the bed. He leans back, his legs spread, and his hand on his cock. His pants hide the thrust, but I can see the head peeking out the top.

I focus on Logan and Las at the end of the bed. Completely naked. They are stroking their cocks, their eyes devouring my body.

“That was spectacular, Breeane,” Handsome says. “Do you want to come?”

“Yes, please,” I respond, my eyes darting from one brother to another.

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