this? She gritted her teeth as some of the calm ebbed away.
Thorn pressed a kiss over her pulse point on her neck. “Why not let us show you rather than talk about it?”
She mulled over the request. She was already invested in this night. After all, she’d taken off her panties. Could she really go through with this?
“What do you have to lose? Let us distract you. How about we start with this?” Carver bent his head and took her lips in a soft kiss as Thorn’s hands slid up to cup her breasts.
She moaned against Carver’s mouth and opened hers up for him. His tongue slipped in as Thorn brushed her hair aside and blazed a path of nips, licks, and kisses down her neck. His hands kneaded the aching mounds, giving them just the right amount of pressure and attention. Desire flooded her mind as her confusion and tension faded away. She lifted up on tiptoes and wrapped her arms around Carver’s neck. Thorn’s hands followed the move to return to his teasing and tormenting of the globes. Through the thin material of her corset he found her and pinched her nipples, holding them tight.
Carver released her cheek and slipped his hand into her hair, gripping and tugging on the tresses, pulling her head back, allowing for more control and a deeper kiss. She moaned around his tongue as it twined and teased hers. Carver rested a palm on her hip and pulled her pelvis forward. He rocked his erection against her mound while Thorn released her turgid peaks.
A mini-orgasm shook through her body, taking her by surprise. Her feminine honey dampened her thighs as her clit pulsed and heat flooded her from head to toe. Her legs shook as she fought to stay upright.
Thorn undid the hook and eyelets of her corset one by one. As he exposed more and more of her skin he placed kisses along her spine until her corset was open all the way in the back.
Carver’s mouth turned hungry. He used his teeth to scrape along her bottom lip, and his tongue fucked the warm cave. He released her hair and stepped back, taking his body heat with him. He took hold of the straps of her top and pulled them along her arms. She released his neck and allowed him to slip the garment off of her. He let the corset drop down to the floor.
Both men took a step back. Cool air caressed her torso, slipping along her spine, between her breasts, across her stomach. Confusion set in. Why had they stopped? She glanced from one man to the other and then down at their groins. Both of them were sporting erections that tented their pants. She studied their faces. Carver’s and Thorn’s features were hardened. Determination lit up their eyes.
“I’m sorry, Sera. We went too far.” Carver bent down and picked up her corset.
Sera blinked and then shook her head as understanding dawned on her. “Leave it. Consider it a freebie.” She brushed her hair back over her shoulder. There was no way to judge if they’d planned that just to give them an advantage in the game, but she wouldn’t put it past them. Sneaky demons. They would pay for it; she would make sure of that.
Carver folded her top and placed it on the coffee table. Thorn settled down on the sofa and shuffled the cards, acting as if nothing had happened. Sera decided it would be safer and to her advantage not to sit between them again. It would be too tempting to just throw the game and demand that they fuck her. She pulled one of the plush wicker chairs closer to the coffee table. The rough scraping sound echoed around the room. She paused and listened for approaching footsteps. Nothing. She sank down into the deep cushion.
The smooth, firm back of the chair dug into her skin, keeping her alert. She waited for Thorn to act while she tried to calm her body down. Moisture coated her thighs and her clit pulsed. Her nipples were sore and her breasts ached. Tingles raced along her skin, making her want to move around. She could feel the ghost of Thorn’s lips on her back, and her lips burned from Carver’s kiss.