Page 95 of Awakening
Knox grins and walks over, taking my hand and pressing a kiss to my knuckles. “Always, because you are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. And now, you’re not just the love of my life, you’re my wife.”
Maverick comes behind me, his arms wrapping around my shoulders as he kisses the curve of my neck. “And mine,” he murmurs, voice low and thick with emotion.
I melt into them both, sighing as their hands begin their familiar exploration, gentle at first, lingering over the curve of my waist, the dip of my back. Maverick’s fingers run along the collar of my robe, teasing the silk apart just enough for my shoulder to peek through. Knox’s lips follow his lead, leaving kisses like breadcrumbs down my sternum.
This isn’t rushed; this current journey of exploration is more like a love carved slowly, with devotion.
They take their time, disrobing me like I’m somethingsacred, and to them, I know I am just as I hold them sacred, too.
We move to the bed in a tangle of limbs, Egyptian cotton sheets cool against our heated skin, laughter bubbling between kisses, as playful teasing and soft jokes about who cried the most during the ceremony fill the room (spoiler: it was Mav).
Between each kiss, I hear one of them whisper how proud they are of me. How strong, how radiant, and how breathtaking I am.
“I wonder how married pussy tastes and feels,” Maverick tittered.
“Let me show you,” I spoke as I spread my thighs, sticky strings of my arousal evident.
Next thing I know, I’m face down ass up, one tongue in my pussy, one tongue in my ass, my moans the soundtrack for tonight.
“Pussy so sweet,” Maverick groaned.
“Don’t talk with your mouth full, Daddy,” I playfully scolded him.
“Mmmhmmm,” was his only response as his tongue dipped in and out of my pussy, his thumb rubbing my clit.
“Ohhhhhh, fuck!”
Needing something to do with my mouth, I managed to free Maverick’s dick from his pants and wrap my wet mouth around it.
“Swallow that dick, mama,” he grunted as he started thrusting his hips upward, fucking my mouth shamelessly.
“All three of your holes got your husbands in them in some way,” Knox managed to get out before he went back to sucking and tongue fucking my back door.
“Fuckkkkk,” I squealed, knocking on my orgasm’s door.
“Don’t talk with your mouth full, Baby.” Knox smacked my ass.
I was dangerously close to tumbling off pleasure’s cliff, and I wanted my husbands buried deep inside me.
“Fuck me, NOWWWWWWW!”
Missing the heat of their mouths on my most sensitive spots, Knox pulled me on top of him, claiming my mouth as Maverick got behind me. My body nearly collapsed with need when I felt Knox’s dick at one opening, and the head of Maverick’s dick rubbing his pre-cum all over my asshole.
My husbands pushed into me simultaneously, all three of us releasing groans of fulfillment.
“Fuckkkkk, Baby, you so fucking wet and tight,” Maverick babbled, his strong hands gripping my hips, driving into my ass deep but slow.
“This married pussy feels amazing, I’m assuming,” I sassed.
“So fucking good,” Knox breathed out, his eyes closed in pleasure as I slid up and down his dick while Maverick continued to push in and out of me.
Knox reached up, applying the perfect amount of pressure to my throat as he looked in my eyes and demanded, “Spit in my fucking mouth like my nasty little bitch,” lightly smacking my face with his free hand.
I did as I was told and let a string of my saliva make its way to his open, waiting mouth. Just as I finished the task at hand, Maverick yanked my head back, “Open.”
Adhering to his one-word order, my mouth hung open as he then spit in my mouth and smacked my ass. That slap was the final straw, because a tingle moved from the tip of my toes to the top of my head as I began to shake myrelease loose.
“I’m cumminnnnnnnggggg, mmmmmmm, fuckkkkk,” I screamed, not caring how loud I was or who I woke up.
