Amber Eyes (Amber Eyes #1)(34)

For several seconds, both men stood over her, staring as she lay submissively, waiting for what they would do next.

Jericho stripped off his shirt and hastily dragged his pants off. Hunter was more methodical, though, watching Kaya as he slowly undressed. Button by button, he bared the smooth texture of his chest and abdomen.

He parted the lapels and pulled them back, the material sliding over his shoulders and down his arms. It fell away, and he reached for the button of his jeans. It popped open, and the sound of his zipper rasped over her ears.

Jericho was completely naked now, and Hunter pulled his pants over his hips, freeing his c**k from constraint. When he stepped out of the jeans, Jericho moved onto the bed, crawling onto the mattress beside her. He palmed her belly then slid his hand up her midline and then under one breast. He ran a thumb over her nipple, brushing back and forth until it tightened unbearably.

She turned her head with a gasp when Hunter settled on the other side of her, his fingers sliding through the soft folds between her legs. She sucked in her breath again when he tucked one finger inside her opening. He left it just inside for a moment before easing deeper. He withdrew, added another finger and then opened her a little wider.

“One of us will be here,”Hunter said as he stroked the inside of her sheath. He withdrew his fingers and ran them lightly up her belly, over her chest and up to her lips. They were damp with her moisture when he pressed them over her tongue. “And one of us will be here,”he said as he slid his finger deeper into her mouth.

Her eyes widened at the images his words evoked. Hunter over her, thrusting. No, that would be awkward. Behind her, mounting her like her animal brethren. A low shudder worked through her frame as she imagined being mounted like an animal. Jericho in front of her, using her mouth as a second sheath.

Both men closed in on her, lowering their heads until they each took a nipple between their teeth, sucking and nipping at the sensitive buds. She floated free of the bed, staring up at the ceiling. Dreamily, she ran her hands through their hair, holding them against her br**sts.

Then she closed her eyes, content to just feel, to experience the love these two men offered.

Their mouths scorched over her skin. Hot. Breathless. Their ragged breaths filled the room, blew over her flesh. They turned her until she lay belly-down, and then their hands and mouths resumed their lazy seduction.

One moved over her, pressing his body to hers. Hunter. His rigid c**k settled in the cleft of her behind, rubbing up and down, dipping between her legs. He thrust against her, not gaining entrance, rather teasing her with what was to come.

Beside her, Jericho turned her face until her cheek rested on the mattress and her mouth was accessible. Holding his cock, he brushed it across her lips, teasing like Hunter, but not gaining entrance. The tip grazed her cheek, then slid over her mouth and back again.

“You’re so beautiful,”Jericho whispered. “Stretched out between us, your hair like silk.”

She smiled, deep contentment sliding like velvet through her veins.

Hunter spread her legs and gently pulled her backward until she was half off the bed.

“Up on your knees,”he said.

He helped to get her in place, his hands caressing, soothing and calm. His fingers found her again, delving deep into her wetness, pressing against the sensitive nerves in her passage.

“I want you ready,”Hunter said. “I don’t want to hurt you in any way.”

She turned her head to look at him over her shoulder. “You won’t hurt me, Hunter.”

Careful hands turned her chin back until she faced Jericho. He pushed back her hair, stroking her cheek with gentle fingers.

“Tell me if anything frightens you. We’ll stop immediately.”

“I don’t want you to stop,”she whispered.

He held her face in his hands as Hunter positioned himself between her parted legs. Hunter brushed the tip of his c**k against her entrance and then carefully tucked it inside. Slowly he pushed forward as Jericho held his gaze locked to hers.

There was something extremely soul-stirring about this shared moment when Hunter was connected to her physically and Jericho was connected to her spiritually.

Hunter found his way deep inside, his movements so light and caring that her heart ached. It was as if they were discovering her all over again for the first time.

She reveled in their tenderness, but something wild inside her strained to be set free. Rising hunger, burning need. She was a volcano waiting to erupt.

She stared up at Jericho and parted her lips in sultry invitation. His hands tightened at her jaw, and one hand left to grasp his cock. He didn’t have to instruct her. Her need for him was inherent, a primal instinct that had nothing to do with the beast inside her. No, this was the woman within, screaming for what was hers.

After so many years of restraining her human needs, of ceding to the cougar, she was poised to break free, to live. Really live and bask in her femininity.

She sucked him hungrily inside her mouth. Both men reached their depths inside her body at the same time. They stilled as she absorbed the sensation. She trembled around them, her heart swelling, aching, loving.

Their hands petted and coaxed her, caressed her and told their own story of their love for her. Fingers tunneled through her hair, ran sensuous lines down her back and over the slope of her bu**ocks.

She moaned and stirred restlessly between them, moving back and then forward, encouraging them, pleading with them to take her.