Page 42 of Sovereign Oaths

Marco dropped his briefs and came next to Derek. “Move here.”

He directed Derek to spread my legs open and then sit on my left leg while he sat on my right. “You’ve noticed how sensitive her tits are right?”

Derek smirked. “Yeah, I picked up on that.”

“Think we can make her come without touching her anywhere else?”

My eyes widened. “Umm, no.”

This wasn’t what I signed up for. I wanted fast and hard. Marco was always welcome to join, but I was hoping for a repeat of the pool, taking them both at once. Not this.

“We can try.” Derek ignored me.

“I don’t even know if that’s possible.” Sure, I heard some women could orgasm just from nipple stimulation, but I never had.

“Anything’s possible.” Marco winked. His hand landed on my hip, and he traced his nails up my stomach until he was cupping my right breast.

I groaned and closed my eyes. There was nothing wrong with trying.

Derek’s mouth closed around my left nipple. His tongue slowly dragged over the peak, again and again.

I sighed, losing myself to the sensations, and ran my hand through his short, dark hair.

Marco’s fingers dug into my ribs, clutching and releasing as he squeezed my breast in sections until he pinched my nipple.

“Fuck,” I moaned, slapping my hand against his back, then digging my nails into his skin.

“I think it’s working.” Marco sounded too pleased to be right.

I opened my eyes and tried to glare, but he smirked and flicked his pointer finger over my tip.

I bit my bottom lip, fighting against the gasp, but he must have seen it in my face.

“You like it rough.” It wasn’t a question. “You like when we bite and suck and tug.”

I nodded, and Derek’s eyes flashed to mine, rocking my nipple between his teeth. He increased the pressure until it was too much, and I bucked my hips, tightening my grip on both of them.

“Oh, she liked that, brother.” Marco leaned over and circled his tongue in wide circles around my breast, getting closer and closer to the center.

I tugged on his long strands, and he finally claimed the peak, pressing his flat tongue in slow strokes.

I moaned and wiggled my hips again. “I need more.”

My core throbbed, edging closer to an explosion, but this wasn’t enough.

Derek released my nipple with a pop.“Don’t stop.”

Marco shook his head against me and hummed. He bit and lifted an inch. A shot of pain was wiped away by intense pleasure.

Derek chuckled. “Oh, fuck. Do that again. She loves it.”

Marco did, lifting high this time, stretching my nipple to the limit, and biting down harder.

I cried out, gripping his hair as tight as I could.

“Do it again, but open your mouth,” Derek coached.“I want to watch.”

Marco obeyed. It hurt so fucking good.

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