Page 100 of Sweet Little Spies

Starting tonight.

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Carys had left behind everything except this moment andthese men. She was on her knees with them standing together looking sodeliciously sexy and…together. They looked like they were together, on the samepage again at last. This was her safe place, and she’d forgotten how much she’dmissed it. She’d pretended she didn’t because she hadn’t wanted to truly feelthe pain of losing what she’d always had.

This. She’d always had this place where she belonged.

Could she ever trust it again? The doubt crept up, but sheshoved it away. She would think about their situation later. Much later.

Now she leaned forward and licked the pearly drop offAidan’s cock, enjoying the salty taste of him. And the groan her actionelicited. Tristan’s hand rubbed against her head, but he wasn’t taking over. Hewas allowing her the freedom to play like she’d never played before. Shestroked their cocks, bringing them together and trying—and failing—to get bothin her mouth.

She played for a long time, licking and stroking and suckingthem deep. She loved exploring the differences between them. One was longer andone thicker. She loved to trace the vein on Aidan’s cock with her tongue andfind the supersensitive place on the underside of Tristan’s cockhead, the onethat made him moan.

Before she was ready, a hand wound in her hair and Tris wasgently forcing her to look up.

His gorgeous face stared down at her, and it was easy to seethe man was close. And also that he didn’t want to be. She knew what he wanted,hadn’t missed him pulling out the lube.

“I want you on the bed, love. Lie back and spread your legsfor me.” Tristan’s words came out on a low growl.

Aidan reached down to help her rise to her feet. Her wholebody was alive and needy, blood pulsing through her as Aidan laid his muscularbody out on the bed, his back to the headboard. He helped her maneuver on,lying her back to his front. She could feel the length of his cock against thesmall of her back, nudging against her ass.

They’d been forcing a plug in her ass for days, but itcouldn’t take the place of warm flesh, of knowing both of her men were deepinside her. Aidan’s arms went around her even as he tangled their legstogether, pressing her ankles apart so her pussy was on full display for theirMaster.

Tristan climbed on the bed with the grace of a hungry tiger,his eyes on his feast. He stared at her pussy.

“He’s going to make a meal of you, baby,” Aidan whispered.“He’s going to fuck you with his tongue and suck on your clit until you come,and then we’re going to prove why we should never be apart again.”

His fingers found her nipples as Tristan lowered himselfdown between her legs, breathing in her scent. He rubbed his nose over herpussy.

Carys writhed against Aidan as Tris settled in and starteddevouring her. The world went fuzzy, encasing her in a bubble of pleasure andintimacy and love. She loved these two men. She couldn’t remember a time whenshe hadn’t. They were her everything. There was nothing she’d learned in thisworld that they hadn’t been at her side for.

Tristan speared her with his tongue, delving deep as Aidantweaked her nipples. Pleasure and pain, the contrast heightening everysensation. Aidan whispered to her, telling her how much they loved her, howmuch they wanted her. He punctuated the sweet words with nips to her ears thathad her moaning.

When Tristan used his thumb on her clitoris, rotating andpressing down as his tongue went deep, she couldn’t hold back a second longer.The orgasm swept over her in a crazy wave.

“I forgot how good you taste,” Tristan said, giving herpussy one last kiss before he got to his knees, staring down at both of them.“You manage to hold it together, A?”

“Barely.” Aidan breathed against her ear. “She wiggled allover my cock. It was torture.”

Tristan chuckled. “Well, let’s torture you some more,partner.” Tris’s hand reached out. “Come on, baby. Time for you to go for aride.”

It was insane, but she felt another spark of arousal. Theorgasm had been good, but it was nothing compared to being between them. It hadbeen so long, the years becoming one deep ocean of longing. She allowed Tristanto help her turn over, to get into position so she straddled Aidan.

He grinned up at her, his gorgeous face alight with joy. Itwas an expression she hadn’t seen there in so long. Aidan was back where he washappiest. She stroked a hand along his cheek, her thumb tracing the strong lineof his jaw. His hands came out to cup her hips, his own moving as he got hiscock aligned.

A low huff came from him as he started to thrust up, joiningthem.

It felt so good. She was slick and ready for him. Shecouldn’t help but roll her hips, trying to take him deeper.

Aidan hissed, and his hands tightened on her. “You knowwe’re not ready for that. Don’t send me over the edge or we’ll have to startall over again.”

It honestly didn’t sound like such a terrible idea.“Promises, promises.”

A loud smack filled the air and then she was gasping,leaning toward Aidan as a sharp pain sizzled along her backside.

“Do not try me, brat,” Tristan said. “You stay still untilwe’re ready. Starting over doesn’t mean fun things for you, love. It meanstorture, and hours of it.”

She managed to not repeat her previous words—because none ofthis sounded bad. But she could tell when her Dom was close to beingoverwhelmed. He was overly stimulated, and she couldn’t blame him. She was onlycalm because she’d already had an orgasm.

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