“That night, we were going to tell you how we felt. We wanted you to know that you were it for us.”
Nix moved to stand at my side. While Donovan held me, Nix stroked my hair. “That’s right. We wanted you then, we want you now.”
I grinned, rolled my hips. I might be less than experienced, but it didn’t keep me from being eager. I wasn’t shy about my sexuality, I just hadn’t had tons of opportunity to use it. “I know; I can feel how much Donovan wants me.”
Though I wasn’t a virgin, I was pretty much a born-again virgin since it had been long enough. Could I handle both of them? I had a feeling they were big everywhere.
Nix shook his head, his gaze dropping to my mouth. “For keeps. This isn’t a one-night stand. This isn’t casual.”
“We take you tonight and you’re ours,” Donovan stated. “No going back.”
My heart was practically beating out of my chest. No going back? “You mean—”
“Forever, Kit,” Nix added.
“Oh my god,” I breathed. “Yes.”
Nix’s hand slid down my hair, tugged gently at the long length, tipping my head back. Angled it so he could kiss me. His tongue found mine, took my mouth like I knew his cock would take my pussy.
Donovan growled and Nix stepped back. He lowered me to the bed, leaned over and set a hand beside my head. The corner of his mouth tipped up as his gaze roved over my face. “I can’t believe you’re here. With us,” he murmured, as if in awe. “Fuck, we wanted you in bed like this that night. Now we have you.”
I nodded, bit my lip. Lifting my hand, I cupped the back of his head, felt the silky softness of his hair. His eyes fell closed, as if the simplest of touches pleasured him. In that moment, I felt powerful.
“Yes?” he asked, perhaps to ensure I was okay with being with him, with both of them, one last time.
“Yes, Donovan.” I turned my head to Nix, who stood beside the bed, watchful and waiting. “Yes, Nix. I want this. I want both of you. I have for years.”
As if those words were all that held them back, Donovan’s fingers curled into the top of my sweatpants, slid them down my thighs.
“Oh fuck,” Nix murmured when he saw I wasn’t wearing any underwear. I’d only had on my sleep shorts and tank top this morning, and the hospital had given me the clothes, but no panties or bra. While Nix had brought me a bag of my clothes, they hadn’t given me any chance to change into them.
“Kitty Kat,” Donovan growled. He looked up at me from the foot of the bed. The sweatpants were on the floor, but his hands were on my ankles. His hold was gentle, but when I tried to close my legs, he didn’t allow it. “If I’d known your pussy was bare underneath, I’d have blown my load back at the office.”
I grinned at his situation, but I was also self-conscious. I wasn’t tall, skinny and big boobed like Erin. I was short, curvy and had decent Bs. The only exercise I got was of the free variety. Walking. And I never passed a donut I didn’t like. When the rubber hit the road, or my back hit Nix’s bed, would I be enough?
“I want to kiss that mouth,” Donovan began. “But now… fuck. I’ve got other things to kiss first.”
I frowned, but gasped when he dropped to his knees, tugged my ankles right over his shoulders. “Oh my god.”
Lifting my head just enough, I looked at Donovan between my parted thighs. Right there. He glanced up at me, his blue eyes darker than usual. His jaw was clenched, his hands, warm, yet firm on my inner thighs.
“I want this… but Erin. With all that’s happened, is this right?” I asked, practically panting. “I mean, she’s dead and we’re—”
Nix set his hand on the bed, which made it dip. He reached out, brushed his fingers over my hair. It seemed it was something he really liked to do. I tipped my cheek into his palm. “Now is the exactly the right time. It just shows how much time we’ve lost. How we can’t waste any more of it. How important you are. We want to make you feel alive.”
I nodded, and he leaned down to kiss me. When I blinked my eyes open, he was studying me, his face so close. Erin would have been the first to cheer me on for a wild night with two hotties.
“Yes,” I whispered as I felt Donovan’s thumbs making circles on my inner thighs.
Nix pushed off, nodded to Donovan.
Donovan didn’t say anything, just put his mouth on my pussy as he’d wanted. Kissed me right on top of my clit. Then licked, sliding down to my entrance and back up.
“How’s she taste?” Nix asked.
I blinked up at him, watched as he took his shirt off. I couldn’t miss the hard press of his cock as it angled up to the right of his belt buckle. Thick and long, it looked like a pipe in his jeans. My hips rolled as Donovan licked me again, distracting me. Somehow, he flattened and firmed his tongue so it rasped up every sensitive inch of me. My hips rolled into him wanting that again. Forever.
“Like fucking heaven.”