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"I'm going to come," he warns.

I whimper around his cock, needy and ready for him to give me what I want. I deserve this. I've worked hard for it.

Seconds later Monte pulls out, and I'm on the verge of crying out in protest when Lorcan grabs his cock right in front of my face and gives it two fierce pumps.

That's the only warning I get before thick white ropes of cum shoot out of him and all over the lower half of my face and my chest.

"Holy shit, Annabelle. You're fucking perfect." Monte's tone is reverent, and he falls down onto his knees next to Lorcan and I.

And then the most amazing, yet weirdest thing ever, happens to me.

Both men set about slowly licking off Monte's cum, cleaning me up while simultaneously making me even hornier than I was to start off with.

And when their lips meet and their tongues tangle? Well, I'm not ashamed to admit I whimper with need.

Chapter Eighteen

Lorcan

Fucking hell.

This is hotter than anything I've ever fantasized about before.

And I'm married to the hottest fucking man on the planet.

Annie's instant submission, her need to obey and serve is an aphrodisiac of note. Then there is the added benefit of getting to clean Monte's cum off of someone who will hopefully be our girl.

She's vibrating with arousal, and the Daddy in me is eager to respond to her needs and give her what she wants.

After cleaning her up, Monte gets up with a soft groan, and I chuckle at him.

He playfully swats me on the shoulder. "Fuck you, Lo. I just came, and we spent the day outside on the slopes. I'm allowed to be a bit sore."

"Of course. And the ring on your finger means I get to tease you," I respond with my usual quip when his nose gets bent out of shape by my jests.

Monte leans over, claims my mouth in a quick kiss, but we're both stopped short by the lusty noises coming from Annie. When I look at her, I'm pleasantly surprised to find her staring at us. Is she that turned on by us together?

"Do you like that, lovely? Me kissing your Daddy?" I ask her, slowly trailing a finger across her collarbone.

Annie responds with a nod and I take her by the hand, drawing her up so she's standing in front of us.

"Time to get rid of all of this clothing, then we can all play, okay?"

Again she nods in response, but her eyes are alight with the same hunger I feel buzzing through my veins. I watch as she slowly shucks her layers, exposing skin one slow, torturous inch at a time.

My fingers itch to help her, touch her and feel her soft skin.

"Fucking hell, look at you." I push the words out past the lump in my throat. "I didn't think it was possible for you to get any more perfect than you already are, but you keep surprising me."

Her porcelain skin turns a beautiful pink before she pushes down the slip of lace that was covering her bare pussy.

My mouth waters at the sight of the naked girl in front of us. Each soft curve and gentle dip in her shape begs to be worshiped, and I can't wait to get started.

"You're going to climb onto the bed for us, babygirl," Monte orders, his voice hoarse and growly with hunger. "Then you're going to bend over, go onto your hands and knees and stay right there like that for us."

Annie is quick to follow his orders, and I have to grip my cock to stave off what is threatening to be a powerful orgasm. Both of us quickly get naked with her, and I take a moment to admire my husband's amazing body. He's getting closer to fifty than he's happy admitting, but you wouldn't guess that looking at him.

We have an active lifestyle, and even though he's not buffed and lined like some kind of gym rat, it shows. His large frame is solid and deliciously tantalizing. When he joins Annie on the bed, I'm presented with the most stunning sight.

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