Soren looks pleased while his eyes roam my body, a smile curling the corner of his mouth. “That’s true. Isn’t that right, Parker?”
“That’s correct,” Parker agrees as he approaches us. “How could I have forgotten that?”
“It’s an honor that you both want me,” I whisper while untying the chest covering for fencing. When it falls to the ground, I toy with the hem of my shirt, drawing their attention to my midriff. I slide my fingers under the fabric and add, “It makes me feel good…”
Soren licks his lips, pupils expanding rapidly while he watches my hand. He swallows hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing with the motion. I notice Parker has the same ravenous look in his eyes that he gets when he’s competing. And I hate how much it turns me on.
“You know,” I continue, my voice thick with desire. “I just shaved last night.”
The shuddering sigh that escapes Soren makes me smile. Parker is the first to act, hungrily grabbing my pussy through my pants while shoving me into the wall. I squeak uncomfortably, the rough movement making me cringe as he shoves his tongue into my mouth.
Soren grabs Parker’s shoulder. “All right, easy,” he warns. “She likes it slow first. Watch.”
With the lightest touch, he traces my jawline to my chin, turning me toward him with the movement. He kisses me as gently as he did in my bedroom, sighing softly as he tentatively slides his tongue into my mouth.
A groan rumbles Parker’s chest. “Fuck, she’s soaked.”
Soren drifts back and whispers, “Told you.” He taps my chin, urging me to look at Parker. “Go ahead, sugar. Show him what you like.”
Call me silly for being bashful, but I can’t help it. Parker expectantly leans forward, pausing to give me room to go the rest of the way. When I kiss him, I feel his jaw tense up, his muscles taut with anticipation as I kiss him. Soren is right—I do prefer it slow at first. I just never get the chance to do that with Parker because of how commanding he is.
Not that it’s a bad thing.
“That’s it,” Soren whispers. “Good girl.”
I whimper, my eyes rolling back when I feel Soren’s hand tug at the waistband of my pants. He pulls them down to expose my thong and Parker lunges for my pussy, shoving his fingers through the mess I’ve been making. I break the kiss and gasp, steadying myself on Parker’s shoulders.
“Keep practicing,” Soren instructs while dropping to his knees. “This should help too.”
He shoves Parker’s hand aside and plunges his tongue under the fabric of my thong, making my knees weak. I slide down the wall with a look of shock until Parker props his hand under my arms, keeping me in place. He leans close, his lips hovering over my mouth as I struggle to breathe.
I try to kiss him, but he pulls back, a whine surfacing from my lips as I fight to get his lips back to my mouth.
“What’s wrong, precious?” he teases while grabbing my chin. He tilts my head back, exposing my throat. “You want something?”
“Please kiss me,” I beg.
A loud slurp echoes from below and my eyelids flutter as a result, pleasure ripping through my core so hard that I can’t control the sounds I’m making. Parker manipulates my chin, forcing me to look at him. He kisses my lips lightly, soft pecks that make it feel like he’s torturing me. And maybe he is.
And maybe I like it.
Soren’s tongue splits my pussy lips, diving into my channel and piercing me with long thrusts that make me mewl. I grip Parker’s shoulders, trying so hard to keep myself from hitting the ground. As Parker whispers in my ear, Soren brings me to orgasm, sloppy laps causing me to break apart at the seams.
When I’m done, Soren stands up and Parker takes his place on the ground, nudging hungrily into the mess left behind.
“So sweet,” Soren whispers while leaning in close. “You want a taste, sugar?”
As soon as Parker plunges his tongue inside me, I grab Soren’s face and smash his lips to mine. I’m fucking malnourished at this point, so starved for him to kiss me that the taste of my fluid on his lips doesn’t even register. I lick every last drop of me off his face and then suck his tongue into my mouth, suckling to the rhythm of Parker licking me.
My knees wobble, threatening to drop me as I clutch Soren’s shirt. He catches me in his arms and pins me to the wall, drifting back an inch to look into my eyes. “You like that, baby? Does it feel good to have us both please you?”
I whimper and nod. “Y-yes, I—” I gasp. “Oh, fuck…”
He drags his thumb over my lower lip, prompting my mouth to widen. “Good girl. Open up. More…” When I stick out my tongue, he presses his thumb to it, causing me to gag. “You’re a good little toy. You know that?”
My eyebrows knit together when Parker turns his attention to my clit. He laps generously at the swollen tissue, making me moan into Soren’s thumb. Soren’s responding groans encourage me to buck and cause me to dig my nails into his shoulders. He drops his thumb to my chin and then sucks my tongue into his mouth, growling hungrily as I struggle to keep up.
Another orgasm threatens to snap my center, inspiring me to reach for Parker’s head. I cling to his skull, mewling loudly when he sticks his tongue out for me to fuck. Soren breaks our kiss and whispers, “That’s right, baby. Chase your orgasm.”