Maya Banks - Colters’ Gift

And then Noah was there, his hands gathered in her hair as he leaned in to kiss her neck on the opposite side of where Liam’s mouth had just been.

He nuzzled up to her ear and then licked the lobe before sucking it into his mouth. A full-body shiver erupted, and then Liam’s mouth found one of her nipples.

Electric. Oh God, her body was supersensitive to their every touch. Anticipation heightened her senses. She could smell them, their rich masculinity. She could hear and feel every breath that passed their lips. Hot on her skin.

Noah slid his hands underneath her armpits and gently lifted upward just as Liam curled his hands around her legs to propel her upward.

She was on her feet, in front of them both. Noah turned her to face him, and he reached for the tie of her pajama bottoms, unlacing it slowly. So slowly it was driving her insane.

When it was undone, he paused, found her gaze and stared intently into her eyes.

“Before we go any further, Lauren, I want you to promise me that if we do anything you’re uncomfortable with, you’ll tell us immediately. It’s not going to piss us off. We want this to be perfect for you. We don’t want to frighten or overwhelm you.”

Her heart ached at the sincerity in his voice. She trembled in front of him, overwhelmed—yes, overwhelmed—by the moment. But she wouldn’t tell them that, because it was the best kind of being overwhelmed.

“I promise,” she said, not recognizing her voice.

It was hoarse and husky, the sound of a satisfied woman confident in her lovers’ ability to pleasure her.

Noah pulled at the bottoms and eased them down her legs, leaving her in just a lacy pair of panties. Then he pulled her to him, his arms encircling her as his mouth found her breast.

He sucked gently at one taut nipple and it hardened even further. Then he moved to the other and drew a lazy circle around it with his tongue before sucking it into his mouth as he’d done the other.

His hands slid down the small of her back, delving underneath the band of her underwear. And then lower, dragging the silky material downward. He let it drop to her feet, and she was completely bare to both men’s gazes.

“Get onto the bed, honey,” Noah said in a low voice.

Even as he spoke, he guided her to where he wanted her. Right between where he and Liam still sat on the edge of the bed.

He got up then as she sat, and Liam loomed over her, easing her down to her back.

“Spread your legs,” Noah whispered. “I want to taste you so bad, I ache.”

She hesitated a moment, suddenly self-conscious at the idea of being laid out and spread wide. Liam’s hand glided down her belly and she tensed when it brushed softly over the apex of her legs and then between them, gently parting her thighs.

“Relax, baby,” Liam encouraged. “Let us make you feel good.”

She let her thighs fall open, aided by Liam. When she looked down, Noah had gone to his knees between her splayed legs.

Liam shifted farther up her body, and his hand left her thigh and smoothed up her belly to cup one breast and then the other. He caressed and toyed with her nipples, teasing them to rigid points.

And then Noah’s fingers gently parted her folds, opening her further to him. He brushed over her clit, down to her entrance and then back up again.

Liam leaned over her, his dark head obscuring her view of Noah as he licked at her nipple. Her body tightened, bowed. She flexed and arched. It seemed she was going in a dozen different directions and had no control over her body.

The moment Noah’s mouth touched her, she cried out. Her hand flew to Liam’s head, twisting in his hair. Soft and silky, the wild mane of hair flowed over her fingers.

Liam sucked and nipped, alternating between her breasts. Noah’s tongue glided over her clit, teasing and bringing her closer to the edge.

He moved lower, bestowing tiny kisses to every part of her pussy, and when he reached her opening, he licked delicately at first and then grew bolder, plunging his tongue inside, sucking and tasting her intimately.

“Noah!” she cried.

Even as she called out his name, she pulled at Liam’s hair in a silent beg for him to stop. She was already on the brink of her orgasm and she didn’t want it to end. Not this soon!

Liam and Noah both halted simultaneously.

“Did I hurt you?” Noah demanded.

She could barely pull together her thoughts. She was so painfully on edge that if he so much as touched her again, she was going to come. She sucked in steadying breaths, her hand still tightly fisted in Liam’s hair.

“No,” she said hoarsely. “God no. I’m about to come. It’s too soon!”

Noah laughed softly. “We’ve got all night, sweetheart. Let yourself come. Then we’ll start all over again.”

Liam lifted his head and she loosened her hold. He moved upward, capturing her mouth in a heated kiss that told her just how aroused he was. For several long moments, he ravaged her mouth, tasting every inch of her lips, delving deep with his tongue until she was breathless.

“I promise there’ll be another,” Liam said as he dragged his mouth away. “Because I want a taste of what Noah’s getting right now.”

She went limp, helpless against the seduction of their words.

“I like your hand in my hair,” Liam said as he lowered his head back to her breast.

She was only too willing to thrust her fingers back into the silken mass as his mouth closed around her nipple. Noah slid one finger inside her and she arched into it, wanting more, wanting deeper.

Then his mouth returned to her clit and he rolled his tongue in a lazy circle around the rigid bud.

Her free hand curled into the sheets, digging into the mattress as she fisted the material. Her breathing sped up, and the hand in Liam’s hair tightened until she knew she had to be causing him pain.

He only sucked harder.

Noah added a second finger, sliding deep. But he was so gentle. There was no roughness to his penetration.

Her breath caught and held. The dual sensation of their mouths on her most sensitive pleasure points was devastating and exquisite. The most wonderful kind of torture.

Tension built. Every muscle tightened. Pleasure radiated through her body. Hot. Swelling. Building. Higher and higher.

Noah increased the pressure of his tongue, withdrew his fingers and plunged again. Liam nipped more sharply at her nipples.

“Don’t stop!” she begged.

“Never,” Liam growled.

Her hips rolled and she bowed painfully upward to meet Noah’s mouth, wanting more. Her body was begging for release, and they were determined to give her all she could take.

Just when she didn’t think she could take any more, her orgasm flashed, swelling and rushing through her like a windstorm.

She knew she cried out. She was thinking their names. It was all that was in her mind except for pleasure so sweet she thought she could die of it.

She arched one last time and then fell back to the bed, her strength gone, her body so limp and sated that it was impossible to move.

She moaned softly when Noah withdrew his fingers and then replaced them with his mouth. He slid his tongue inward, working her slowly down from the explosion of her release. He continued to lick and kiss her softly until she sighed and quivered.

So boneless she thought she might never move again, she stroked her fingers through Liam’s hair before letting her arm fall limply to the bed.

Liam drew away, propped on his elbow and then looked down at her as he rubbed his hand over her belly. Noah crawled onto the bed on the other side of her and positioned himself similarly to Liam, his hand joining Liam’s to caress her.

“How was that?” Noah asked in a husky voice.

“Mmm,” she managed to get out.

Liam chuckled. “That good, huh?”

“Mmm hmm.”

Noah leaned over to kiss her, his lips curved into a smile. She could taste herself on him, an odd experience, but she found she didn’t mind.

“That’s only the beginning,” he whispered against her mouth.

LAUREN lay back atop the mattress, Noah and Liam on either side of her, caressing her with gentle motions.