Page 19 of Knight Life In Vegas

“Hit the brakes whenever you need,” Dylan said from between my thighs.

Eduardo nodded. “We’re eager to have you, but we’re not impatient. If it’s too fast, you tell us and we’ll slow down. Reply with words, not a gesture.”

“Okay,” I squeaked.

I nearly leapt out of my skin when Dylan got his mouth on my pussy, eagerly feasting while Eduardo returned to my mouth. Overwhelmed in the best way possible, I couldn’t do anything except shake in their grips, taking every ounce of pleasure they wanted to give me. My fingers locked in Dylan’s hair. Eduardo kissed me so thoroughly I didn’t even worry that my nails might’ve been hurting Dylan. He didn’t seem to mind one bit.

Dylan sucked hard on my clit and I thunked my head on the door with a groan. Eduardo chuckled and carefully cupped the back of my head. “Should we put you on the bed so you don’t hurt yourself?”

“Probably not the worst idea.”

Dylan nipped the inside of my thigh and stared up at me. “Ready to play, princess?”

I nearly laughed at his choice of nickname. Francisco had decided princess wasn’t regal enough, but apparently Dylan thought it suited me just fine. “I’m ready.”

Eduardo scooped me up and deposited me on the bed that had already been stripped of its cover. Dylan went right back to his knees, focusing on my clit until I was bowed up and panting. Eduardo took advantage of the position to carefully slide down the zipper on the back of my dress and tug the straps over my shoulders. His lips tended to every inch of skin he exposed, leaving me desperate and squirming, a hand locked in each of their hair.

Two alphas was a lot, but nottoomuch. The way they worked together, the doubling of sensation that cascaded through me with every touch, was beyond anything I had ever experienced.

“Are you going to be ready for his cock after he makes you come?” Eduardo whispered in my ear.

“P-please.”

Eduardo glanced down at Dylan. “Hurry up so I can watch her fall apart for you.”

Dylan slipped his fingers into me, curling them exactly the way I needed for him to set off fireworks. I bucked helplessly against him, my hands trembling where they held them, my breathing reduced to panting.

“Fuck, Dylan, oh my go—” I broke off, my whole body tightening as he sent me over the edge. I shook like a leaf, trying desperately to catch my breath and failing.

“There’s my good girl.” Eduardo kissed my shoulder. “You let him give you everything you need.”

I whined, half-relieved and half-irritated when Dylan finally pulled away, letting me melt into the bed.

“Do you mind if we get you out of this dress?” Dylan rose up to look down at me like some Apollonian god.

I shook my head and helpfully lifted my hips for him to get the garment all the way off. He draped it over one of the chairs instead of tossing it to the ground like I’d expected and discarded his own clothing on his journey back.

“How do you want us, princess?” Dylan asked.

“I don’t know. How do you want me to want you? I’ve never had to contend with more than one alpha before.”

“How about you let Eduardo support you while I fuck this pretty pussy?”

I swallowed hard, the mental image instantly filling my head. “Um, s-sounds good.”

“I don’t want to overwhelm you. We can take turns.”

My tongue felt like it was tangled in my mouth as I formulated my next words. “What if I want to be overwhelmed?”

Dylan’s eyes gleamed. “Those are dangerous words, but also my favorite. Are you sure you’re up for it?”

“I won’t know until I try.” I couldn’t tell whether excitement or nerves were stronger at the moment.

“We’ll pay attention,” Eduardo assured me, “but make sure you communicate too.”

“I can do that.” I was pretty sure anyway. If I backed out now, I would always wonder, and my time with them was only for tonight. I might as well make the most of it, right?

“All right, querida, since you’re being so brave for us, we’ll make this as easy as possible for you.”

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