Cole's Mistake (Haven, Texas 8)

He slid his tongue over her entrance then thrust it inside. Keira groaned, her hips rising to meet his mouth.

“Uh-uh,” Julian warned her. “You stay where you are. You move and he stops.”

“That’s so unfair.”

“Those are the rules, kitten. Unfortunately for you, you don’t get to make them.”

Cole had to smile since he was certain she didn’t want to make them. He drove his tongue in then out, using his finger to tease her clit until her breath was coming in sharp pants. Until her tremors rocked her body. Then he replaced his tongue with two fingers, stretching her, fucking her with his fingers while he watched Julian toy with her nipples. Her head was thrown back against Julian’s shoulder.

“Little bit, look at me.”

She lowered her head, her dazed eyes staring down at him.

“You ready to have me finger fuck your ass?”

“Oh, shit,” she whispered.

He had to hide a grin at those words. She was always so open, so uninhibited. Life would be much easier were more people as open and caring as she was.

“Kitten? Cole asked you a question.”

She cleared her throat. “Yes. Please, Sir.”

“Lube’s in the top drawer,” Julian told him.

Thank God they had that, at least. He rose and moved to the set of drawers Julian indicated with a nod of his head. He pulled out the lube and coated two of his fingers as he walked back to where the two of them sat.

You are one fucking lucky asshole.

Keira had to fight hard not to squirm around on Julian’s lap. No way did she want either of them stopping to spank her. Not that she hadn’t been happy to sacrifice her ass to the greater good, that being the two of them working together. She’d enjoyed her spanking, but she was enjoying this a hell of a lot more.

“Put your hands around my neck,” Julian commanded as Cole knelt between her legs once more.

She couldn’t believe Cole was there. In their bedroom. Couldn’t believe he was kneeling between their legs. She’d expected him to fight against Julian’s commands and while she’d seen his face turn thoughtful a few times, he’d played along with the other man.

They’d worked as a team.

They were going to fucking kill her.

She took in a deep breath as she felt Cole part her ass cheeks. Oh, hell. He moved his mouth back to her clit, rubbing his tongue over the swollen nub as he pressed a finger deep into her ass.

That was . . . that was . . . shit, she didn’t even have words.

“How’s your leg?” Julian murmured. “Tell me if it starts to hurt you.”

Her leg? Who cared about her leg? But she quickly realized he did as he pinched one of her nipples. “Kitten.”

That warning had her body lighting up. “Yes, Sir.”

He gave a satisfied grunt.

Then Cole added another finger and she swore she saw stars. Her whole body arched, her cry filling the room. He flicked his tongue at her clit, driving her higher and higher as his fingers slowly stretched her ass, pushing in and out of the tight muscle.

She reached that plateau with a silent cry.

“Come, kitten. Come for us both. Let us hear your pleasure.”

It was all she needed to send her crashing over the edge. And it was likely everyone within a five-mile radius heard her pleasure.