Not content to lie there passively even though her arms were still trapped above her head, she kissed him back just as urgently. She opened her mouth to let him in, but she also thrust her tongue over his, wanting entry just as she allowed him access.

His beard scraped roughly at her chin, abrading the tender area. He tasted and smelled positively divine. Wholly male. Strong and powerful.

She studied the feel of his body pressed so close to hers. His chest wasn't too hairy, but neither was his skin smooth. The dips and lines of his muscles, the fact that there was no give in his body, told her how solidly he was put together.

It was killing her not to touch him. She was a tactile person. Touching others was her living, her joy.

"I want to touch you," she whispered.

He chuckled softly and the hands tightened around her wrists. No they weren't going to allow her to touch. Why not? This was her fantasy, damn it.

But she forgot all about protesting when he moved down her body, his hands cupping her hips as he kissed a line straight to her pussy.

The man holding her wrists bent over her. She could smell him as he sucked her nipple into his mouth. God, the combination of these two men was the most powerful aphrodisiac she'd ever encountered.

A single finger slid through her folds, parting her and pressing into her heat. His mouth found her center, his tongue plunging deep.

The lips at her breast became more insistent, going from one to the other, sucking and nipping sharply. He was more demanding than the first. Not as gentle and sensual. The differences were compelling. Between her legs, her gentle lover made love to her with all the care and finesse of a man who instinctively knew how to please a woman. The man at her breasts was harder, with an edge to his movements that excited her even while she soaked up the attentions of the other.

Nathan picked his head up and saw Micah sucking hungrily at Julie's breasts. A bolt sizzled through him. Shock. Jealousy. And then, strangely, lust. It should piss him off that another man was taking what he considered his, but in a barbaric way, it aroused the hell out of him.

And God, but she was beautiful, stretched between them, arching, begging for more, her skin glowing with a sheen of sweat. Her scent was driving him insane. He couldn't get enough of her taste.

He ran his tongue over her quivering entrance, circled it with the tip and then traveled up until he sucked her clit gently into his mouth.

He was rewarded by a sharp cry and she bucked so hard against him, he had to hold her hips with both hands. She was wild and so damn responsive. It was all he could do not to rear up and drive deep into her body. Only the knowledge that he wanted to make this truly spectacular for her kept him from doing just that.

Micah raised his head, and Nathan saw the glittering need in his friend's eyes. There was something harsh and almost primal. He moved to the side and motioned Nathan away for a moment.

Curious as to what Micah was doing, Nathan eased away, though he kept his hands on her, wanting, needing to touch her at all times.

Micah coaxed her to her knees, helping position her just so. For all Micah's demanding, hard edges, he was exceedingly careful. Or maybe he knew how difficult this was for Nathan to swallow.

He might be new to the whole multiple partners aspect, but he didn't need Julie's damn instruction manual to figure out what to do next. As Micah positioned himself at Julie's mouth, Nathan reached for a condom, his hands shaking as he rolled it on.

He watched in fascination as Micah eased his cock into Julie's mouth. He held her jaw with one hand, his thumb stroking across her cheek while he guided himself past her lips with his other hand. Both their expressions were a study in carnality. Desire. Lust. Extreme satisfaction.

Nathan leaned down and kissed the small of Julie's back, letting his lips linger as his hands drifted over her hips, over the swell of her buttocks. He ran a finger down the cleft of her ass and lower, until he delved into her wetness once again. He wanted to make damn certain she was ready for him. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt her.

She squirmed and moved her ass back as if seeking him. The tip of his cock butted against her skin, and he moaned. She took her mouth off Micah's cock long enough to look over her shoulder.

"Don't make me beg," she whispered

It was all he could stand. No, he wouldn't make this proud woman beg for anything. Not when he was all too willing to give her exactly what she wanted.

He positioned himself and slowly, carefully sheathed himself in her heat.

They both groaned, and Micah even let out a sound of agony as she made moans of contentment around a mouth full of his dick.

Nathan stayed inside her, his hips flush against her ass. Reaching underneath to cup her full breasts, he toyed with her nipples, stroking them to stiff peaks.

When she wiggled against him again, he withdrew slowly, dragging his cock through the velvet clasp of her pussy. She moaned and threw her head back, taking more of Micah's cock. It sent Nathan beyond his measured control.

He slammed into her, rocking her onto Micah's dick. She took them both deep, her body trembling uncontrollably underneath Nathan's hands. He stroked and caressed, unable to keep his fingers from touching her as he plunged into her welcoming body.

Uninhibited. He loved it. This was a woman who gloried in her sexuality, who wasn't afraid to ask—no, demand—what she wanted, and she was so goddamn beautiful doing it.

He reached out, wanting to tangle his fingers in her silky hair. Micah relinquished his grip on her head as Nathan pulled slightly, wrapping the tresses around his palms, letting them slide sensuously over his fingers.

She let out pretty little sighs each time he stroked inward. She convulsed wetly around him, her body holding him, reluctant to let him leave each time. He pushed deeper, seeking her sweet spot, wanting to give her the ultimate pleasure.

Good, so good. He closed his eyes, enjoying the electric, razor-sharp currents gathering in his balls, tightening and drawing them together. Man, he wanted this to last, and if he didn't slow down, he was going to explode.

He met Micah's gaze over her body, and Micah lifted an eyebrow in question. As much as Nathan didn't like the idea of another man sliding into her sweet pussy, he wanted to feel her mouth around his bare cock, and he also wanted Julie to have her fantasy.

He gave a short nod and carefully withdrew, pulling at the condom. Micah reached for one as he walked around the bed and hurriedly jerked it on. Practice. Yeah, Micah had clearly had a lot of practice at this. It was enough to make Nathan feel like a rank amateur in comparison. The only reason he wasn't ready to crawl under the bed was because Julie seemed to genuinely enjoy his lovemaking. For that reason, he could continue to ignore Micah's participation in this whole thing.

Julie quaked in anticipation as her first lover's fingers lovingly brushed over her face. He pushed back her hair, tucking it tenderly behind her ears, and then he let his hands trail down her neck and forward under her chin until he cupped it.

She wanted to taste him. Wanted to please him like he'd taken such great pains to do for her. She parted her lips and ran her tongue over her swollen mouth. The tip of his cock butted against her bottom lip, and his thumb stroked her cheek, asking her permission.

No longer bracing herself on the mattress with both hands, she reached eagerly up to grasp his cock in her fingers. Guiding it to her mouth, she sucked him deep, her body catching fire as he hissed his satisfaction.

Behind her, firm hands gripped her ass. This lover reached underneath the globes with his thumbs, pushing upward and parting her just before he stabbed deep.

The differences in their sizes, their shapes, fascinated her. They tasted different. They made love to her differently. Her second lover stroked deep, not waiting for her to adjust to his size. He was slightly longer, but not as big around. He certainly reached deeper into her body, but she didn't clasp him as tight, and she missed the delicious friction.

Then he picked up his pace, and she forgot all about her analysis. His hands gripped her insistently as he pumped into her, fast, hard, demanding.

By contrast, her first lover was making love to her mouth with all the gentleness and care he'd shown when he was inside her pussy. Deep, but careful. Sensual, almost like a massage. That was it. His slow, measured movements reminded her so much of how she massaged. Lovingly, caressing, as though he enjoyed the act of touching her, of feeling her, as she did.

The dual pace set off a spark inside her that was like a fuse being lit. It burned fast, racing up to the inevitable explosion. She gripped his cock tighter around the base, wanting him to come with her. She sucked harder, exerting firmer pressure as she moved both hand and mouth in rhythm.

His hands tangled in her hair, pulling her closer, burying himself deeper inside her mouth. Breathless. He swelled within her, taking as much as she would give. Her second lover was fucking her with savage intensity, reaching inside her to her most sensitive depths.

Then his fingers stuttered across her clit, plucking and rolling just the right way. Oh God.

Warm fluid spurted onto her tongue and the hands in her hair tightened around her head, holding her, giving her no choice but to swallow him whole.

They exploded together, him in her mouth as she gave a muffled cry. The tension in her pussy wound tighter until she simply burst under the strain, the pleasure so magnificent, so sharp. It was too much and not enough all at the same time.