Riley glanced at the clock on her bedside table. It was nearly eight o’clock.
She took a deep breath and ran her hands down her sides of her little black dress, smoothing the silky fabric over her curves. She closed her eyes and counted backwards from ten, trying to calm her anxiety. She inhaled deeply and blew the air out slowly before opening her eyes.
With one final look in the mirror, she turned and reached for the doorknob.
Drake and Liam were already in Liam’s suite, whiskey in hand when Bastien showed Riley in.
They stood when she entered the room and Riley took a moment to drink them in them.
Her men.
Drake was dressed in dark jeans and a white thermal Henley, his hair in desperate need of a cut and his face looking as though it hadn’t seen a razor in days. He looked, rough, dangerous, sexy.
Then there was Liam, dressed stylishly in khaki slacks and a blue button down shirt, his hair as always, perfectly coiffed, his face cleanly shaven. He looked refined, polished, sensual.
“Lady Riley.” Liam said, as he crossed the room to greet her. Smiling, he took her hand and brought it to his lips, then he turned it so her palm was facing up and pressed his lips against the soft skin where her pulse throbbed erratically.
“Liam.” She responded breathlessly.
Drake appeared beside her. He pressed a tumbler of whiskey into her hand as he slid his lips over the tender spot behind her ear.
“You look good enough to eat.” He murmured before stepping away.
Her body was already thrumming with excitement. Just imagining what this night had in store for her had her skin prickling with excitement, and she could already feel an insistent throb beginning between her legs.
She took a long sip from the drink in her hand, letting the amber liquid sooth her frazzled nerves.
“You look nervous, Riley.” Liam said softly, “Don’t be. We’re all here as consenting adults.”
Riley let out a small nervous laugh. “I know. I guess I just don’t really know what to expect. I’ve never done anything like this before.”
She lowered her lashes, blushing furiously She felt so ridiculous. She was no blushing virgin. She’d already had sex with both of them individually, so why was she so nervous?
Drake set his whiskey on the bar and came to stand in front of her, gazing directly into her eyes.
“Hey.”
Riley looked up into his warm, dark eyes and immediately felt her tension begin to ease.
“All you should expect tonight is two men showing you how much they care about you.” He placed his hand on her arm, stroking gently as if he were calming a spooked horse.
“No one’s going to hurt you, or make you do anything you don’t want to do. You call all the shots tonight, okay?”
Riley smiled and nodded. “Okay.”
She felt Liam’s hand on her shoulder and turned to him.
“If you’d rather not do this, just say the word. I fear we may have rushed you into something you’re not ready for.” He stroked her cheek gently with his thumb, “ If you prefer, we can all just enjoy a delicious meal and some lovely conversation. There’s absolutely no pressure.”
Instead of replying, Riley reached for Liam, lacing her fingers through his hair as she drew his lips to hers, kissing him passionately. After the initial shock, he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her tightly against him, deepening the kiss.
Riley turned and reached for Drake. She grabbed the front of his shirt in her hand and pulled him to her until their lips crashed together. With a groan, he claimed her mouth with a hot, open mouthed kiss. Finally Riley pulled back, her breathing ragged as she gazed first at Drake, then at Liam. They both looked back at her, hunger burning in their eyes. Catching her bottom lip between her teeth, Riley reached out to wind her fingers into the hair at the napes of each of their necks, slowly bringing their heads together.
They got the idea immediately.
Liam grabbed the back of Drake’s neck as their mouths fused together. Liam moaned softly as Drakes tongue slid into his mouth. They kissed hungrily, giving Riley the erotic show she’d asked for. After a few minutes, they pulled apart and turned to Riley, gauging her reaction.
“That…” She bit her bottom lip, her chest rising and falling rapidly, “Was the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.”
Suddenly two sets of lips were on hers, two tongues devouring her mouth, two sets of hands roaming over her body. She lost the capacity to distinguish what body part belonged to whom and she didn’t care anymore.
She wanted this. All of this.
Suddenly Liam pulled away. He took a deep breath and adjusted himself before smirking at Riley.
“I hope you brought your appetite tonight.” He said with a gleam in his eye, “The Royal chefs have outdone themselves this evening.”
Riley stood, dazed and blinking at him as she tried to get control of herself.
“Really? We’re seriously going to eat right now?”
“You came here for dinner tonight, did you not?” Liam teased.
“I… um…” She reached up to run her fingers over her swollen lips. “Yes, I guess so.”
Liam smiled and made a production of motioning to the elaborately set table. “Shall we?”
Drake pulled out a chair for her, letting his fingers trail down her bare arm before moving away to settle into the chair beside her.
Liam leaned forward and removed the cloche from the serving dish closest to her.
Riley looked down at the dish and then back up to Liam, a question in her expression.
“What is that?”
Liam smiled. “Oysters on the half shell. Have you ever tried it?”
Riley wrinkled her nose and shook her head. “No. Looks…slimy.”
Liam and Drake shared a look. Liam picked a shell up, brought it slowly to his mouth and sucked it down with a slurping sound.
He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, his eyes burning into Rileys. “They’re a bit of an acquired taste, it’s true. And they are, as you say, rather slimy and… salty. But once you get accustomed to the taste and texture, I think you’ll find that they’re really quite satisfying.”
He looked up and met Drakes gaze, “Wouldn’t you agree, Drake?”
Hiding a smile behind his whiskey glass, Drake took a sip and nodded. “It’s not half bad once you get used to it.”
Liam dragged his gaze from Drake and picked up another oyster. He walked around the table until he was standing in front of Riley. “They’re also believed to be a natural aphrodisiac.”
He leaned forward slowly until their faces were only inches apart. “Are you feeling adventurous tonight, my love?”
Riley’s mouth went dry as she stared at Liam. She tried to speak, but she couldn’t seem to force any words from her mouth, so she just nodded.
“Open up.” He purred
Riley opened her mouth. Liam cupped her chin in his hand as he tipped the oyster shell, sliding the slippery substance into her mouth.
“Just let it slide down the back of your throat.” He said, his voice low and seductive.
Riley moaned and swallowed obediently.
Liam kissed her long and deep, sliding his tongue between her lips, ravaging her mouth until she was breathing heavily.
“Good girl.” he whispered before straightening and going back to sit in his chair.
Drake knocked back the rest of his drink and stood. He came around the table and perched on the edge, pushing the oysters to the side as he pulled another serving dish forward.
Rileys eyes were trained on his face as he flung the top off.
“Voila”
Riley looked down into the dish and then back up at Drake.
“No idea.” She said simply.
Drake laughed. “What you’re feasting your sexy little eyes on, are butter poached quail eggs in hollandaise sauce.”
“Oh, that doesn’t sound too terrible.”
Drake raised his brows at her. “Did you really think I’d make you put something unpleasant in your mouth?”
He clucked his tongue, shaking his head sadly, “I’m hurt.”
Riley gave him a slow sexy smile as she got into the spirit of the flirty game they were all playing.
“I’m ready. Give me what you’ve got for me.”
Riley tilted her head back and opened her mouth wide.
Drake chuckled. “Be careful what you ask for, baby.”
He dipped his whole hand into the container and brought his fingers, dripping with creamy, white sauce to her lips. He let the liquid drip down her chin before dropping the tiny egg onto her tongue.
Never breaking eye contact, Riley closed her mouth around his fingers, sucking on them lightly before letting them Drake slide them out.
He leaned forward and slowly licked the sauce from her face with the tip of his tongue.
“Roll it around on your tongue…then bite into it.” He said huskily, “Let it explode in your mouth.”
Riley moaned as a surge of liquid fire raced through her body. She shifted in her chair, rubbing her thighs together trying to ease the ache between her legs.
“Is that good Riley?” Drake whispered against her ear, “Do you want more?”
“Yes.” She said breathily, “I want more.”
Drake stared at her mouth, licking his lips hungrily.
Riley moaned low in her throat, her breath escaping in short, ragged gasps.
Drake surged forward, capturing her lips in a hot, open mouthed kiss . He pulled her to her feet, pressing his body against hers. Riley kissed him back, giving herself over to the soul-deep hunger she felt for him. She slid her hands under his shirt and caressed his warm skin. Drake groaned into her mouth and pulled her even closer. She could feel how much he wanted her and it sent a wave of desire coursing through her entire body.
She felt Liam behind her, his fingers sliding across her neck, lifting her hair as he pressed hot, wet kisses against her skin. He reached around to cup her breasts, teasing her already erect nipples with his thumbs. Riley reached one arm back, encircling Liam’s neck as a sigh escaped her lips. The feeling of both of their hands caressing her body, their mouths worshiping her skin was beyond anything she’d ever imagined.
Drake’s lips slid slowly down her neck, over her collarbone until his mouth closed over her nipple through the thin silky material of her dress, leaving a damp spot. He pulled his head back, blowing on it gently. Her nipple tightened into a hard pebble as her entire body broke out in goosebumps. Riley moaned and leaned her head back against Liam’s shoulder. He reached out to grasp her chin, turning her head and kissing her deeply as Drake’s fingers slid the thin straps of her dress from her shoulders, letting it slither to the floor in a silken puddle. His eyes raked over her body hungrily as Liam’s hands kneaded her breasts roughly. He let his gaze slide down to the black lace thong that was only barely concealing her gorgeous pussy from his view.
Drake reached out and pulled the scrap of material to the side, dragging his fingers through her drenched folds.
“Fuck baby. You’re dripping wet for us.”
He cupped her mound and curled two fingers into her, pressing against her clit with his thumb as his fingers moved in and out of her.
After a minute, he withdrew his fingers, slick with her juices and held them out to Liam.
“Taste her. She’s fucking delicious.“
Liam opened his mouth and Drake slid his fingers inside, his lust glazed eyes never leaving Drake’s face as he licked his fingers clean.
Riley let out a strangled moan when Liam’s fingers tweaked her nipples and he ground his aching cock into the small of her back.
Drake dropped to his knees and looked up, meeting Riley’s eyes as he slowly eased her thong down her long legs, tossing it aside before leaning in and running his tongue deliberately over her inner thighs, lapping up her juices.
“Sooooo fucking delicious.” He murmured against her skin.
The taste, the smell, the feel of her on his tongue was more intoxicating than any liquor he’d ever tasted. He could eat her all night long and never tire of it.
Riley sucked in her breath sharply when he buried his face between her legs, his mouth closing over her clit, sucking gently.
“God Drake, yes.” She hissed, tightening her fingers in Liam’s hair as she arched against Drake’s mouth
“He’s incredibly talented with his tongue, isn’t he?” Liam rasped in her ear. “He can do things with it that you’ve only ever dreamed of.”
Riley made an unintelligible sound as Liam gave her nipples a final hard pull before letting his hand slide down her body, tracing lightly over the soft swell of her hip until it came to rest on Drake’s head. He stroked Drake’s hair for a moment before pushing gently. Drake moved down, sliding his tongue deeply into Rileys depths as Liam’s fingers began expertly stroking Rileys swollen nub. Within seconds, their combined ministrations had Riley’s body aching for release. She bucked against Drakes tongue and he reached out, grasping her thighs roughly as he drove his tongue deeply inside her. Liams fingers moved faster, matching her rhythm.
“Come for us Riley.” he urged hoarsely, “Come all over Drake’s tongue.”
His sexy command in her ear pushed Riley to the edge and she gave herself over to one of the most intense orgasms of her life. She cried out, hips jerking, fingers clutching at Drakes shoulders as she rode out wave after wave of intense pleasure. Liam’s strong arms supported her, as she finally went limp, exhausted and drained.
Drake stood wiping at his mouth with the back of his hand. “I think it’s safe to say dinner’s officially over.”
“Perhaps we should continue this in the bedroom.” Liam said, taking Riley by the hand, “That is, if you think you’ve recovered.”
Riley inhaled deeply and smiled. “Yeah…” She said dreamily, “I’m good.”
She let Liam lead her to his room, turning as Drake closed the door firmly behind them, leaning back against it.
Riley walked to the bed, her hips swaying provocatively. She tossed a sultry look over her shoulder as she ran her fingers over the bedspread.
“Is this where you want me?”
Without waiting for a reply, Riley sat, crossing her legs demurely, but the smile on her pouty mouth was anything but chaste.
“Why are you both still dressed?”
Liam looked to Drake, his brow raised and a sexy smirk on his face.
“Why indeed?”
With a grin, Drake whipped his henley over his head and tossed it to the ground. Both Riley and Liam took a minute let their gazes roam appreciatively over him. Liam began to slowly unbutton his shirt as Drake reached for the button of his jeans.
“Wait.”
They both looked up to find Riley staring intently at Drake, lust burning in her eyes.
“I want Liam to do it.”
Drake raised an eyebrow at her before turning slowly to Liam. “You heard the woman.”
Liam took a step forward and grabbed the waistband of Drakes jeans, yanking him forward until their hip bones bumped together. Liam slid his hand slowly between them, his fingers grazing the bulge in Drakes pants before unbuttoning his jeans and dragging the zipper down. His tongue darted out to wet his lips as he reached out to trace the coarse line of hair that started at Drake’s belly button and disappeared into his underwear.
Drake shook his head at Liam. “Behave.”
Liam grinned back at him, “Never.”
Drake reached out to unfasten the last few buttons on Liam’s shirt before pulling it from his shoulders.
Then he popped the button on Liam’s pants with a flick of his wrist.
As one, they kicked off their shoes and pushed their pants over their hips, stepping out of them.
Finally, they turned to Riley both clad in nothing but their boxer briefs.
She sucked in her breath and bit her bottom lip as she took in the sight of the two of them, erections straining the thin fabric of their underwear as they stood before her.
They were both so beautiful it almost hurt to look at them.
Riley reached out to cup one of them in each hand, squeezing gently. Liam moaned and Drake thrust against her hand.
“Underwear off.” she commanded as she shimmied back onto the bed.
They didn’t need to be asked twice. They both shed the last stitch of their clothing and joined her on the bed, one on either side.
Liam reached out to cup her face in his hands. “You’re incredible.” He whispered against her lips. “This is incredible. Thank you.”
Drake pressed against her, grinding his rigid cock against her leg, leaving behind a trail of sticky pre-come
“No more teasing.” Riley said desperately, “I need one of you to fuck me. Now.”
Drake lifted his head and smirked at Liam.
“I had my turn this afternoon. I believe you’re up.”
Riley smiled at Liam and pushed him back onto the bed, straddling him.
Liam looked up at her with a surprised grin on his face, “I do love a woman who knows what she wants.”
Riley undulated her hips, grinding against his hard cock until Liam let out a deep growl of pleasure.
“I definitely know what I want.” She agreed with a sexy smile
She leaned forward and their mouths met as she pressed down on his shaft, impaling herself on him. They moaned into each others mouths as Riley began riding him, slowly at first, but her pace escalated quickly as she felt another orgasm building deep in her belly.
“Oh fuck, Liam.” She moaned, as she bucked against him desperately. Drake knelt a few feet away, enjoying the show as he stroked himself slowly.
Liam opened his eyes to find Drake watching them, his eyes hooded with desire.
He grabbed the luscious globes of Riley’s ass in his hands and lifted, giving Drake a clear view of Riley’s pussy stretched around his thick cock as he pumped in and out of her.
Groaning loudly, Drake’s fist tightened around his engorged shaft.
“Drake. Come over here.” Riley said breathlessly, “I want your dick in my mouth.”
Obediently he crawled across the bed until he was kneeling beside her.
She grasped Drakes cock in her hand, drawing him forward until her hot, wet mouth was on him. She stroked him with one hand, cupping his balls in the other while she devoured him. Drake watched, mesmerized as she took him balls deep into her throat, again and again.
This girl was just full of surprises tonight.
She sucked him greedily until her orgasm hit, fast and hard.
She released Drake and braced both hands on Liam’s chest as she ground her pussy against him.
“Oh God…Fuck…yes…I’m coming.” She cried as she tightened around Liam’s cock, her body shaking from the intensity of her orgasm.
Liam gave a few more hard, deep thrusts, before pulling out and flipping her onto her stomach. “Hands and knees.” He commanded, “Now.”
Riley compiled immediately and Liam grabbed her hips, his fingers biting into her soft flesh as he slammed his cock into her pulsating pussy, fucking her from behind.
Drake, still kneeling in front of Riley, rubbed the tip of his dick across her lips until she opened for him again.
“Hmmmm.” She moaned around Drakes cock as Liam plunged into her over and over.
Liam and Drake faced each other, their eyes locked intently as they both thrust into her.
Liam knew he was close. He reached out and slid his fingers into Drake’s hair, pulling his forehead against his, losing himself in Drake’s heated gaze. Drake’s lips parted slightly, a moan escaping him as Riley sucked harder, faster.
Liam crashed his lips into Drake’s, kissing him deeply, breaking the kiss only to cry out “Drake!” as his orgasm took him. He emptied himself inside Riley, his hands never leaving Drake’s body.
Her eyes shot open as Liam called out Drake’s name, but before she could think much of it, Drake was moaning her name, thrusting into her mouth.
“Riley! Fuck,” he grunted.
She tightened her grip on him, sucking him deep into her throat.
With a loud groan, Drake spilled himself into her mouth. She swallowed what she could, but Liam grabbed her chin, pulling her mouth to his, their tongues twisting together as they shared Drake’s cum.
Finally, panting and sweaty they collapsed together in a tangle of arms and legs in the middle of Liam’s bed.
Drake curled his body around Riley, resting his chin on her shoulder while Liam turned to face her, stroking her damp hair back from her face. He leaned forward to press his lips against hers gently before letting his head fall onto the crook of her neck. Liam and Drake both wrapped their arms around her and each other as they drifted into a sated sleep.
When Riley awoke just before dawn, she thought for a moment that she was alone in Liam’s bed. She’d fallen asleep, sandwiched between the two men she loved, wrapped in the warmth and security of their embraces, but as she came awake and her eyes adjusted to the low light, she realized that some time in the night, she and Liam had traded spots. He was sound asleep, wrapped tightly across Drakes torso, his head resting peacefully in the crook of his shoulder. Drake laid under him,his chin resting atop Liam’s head, his strong arms encircling him, their breath rising and falling in time with each other.
Riley lay several feet away from them both…alone.
As she watched them sleep wrapped in each others arms, she felt more alone than she’d ever felt in her life.
Liam had been inside her, making love to her…and he’d called out Drakes name.
She realized with startling clarity, that they would never, ever love her the way they loved each other. She’d been a fool to ever think they could.
Riley looked over at them one last time and finally found the strength to go. She slid from the bed and found the first article of clothing she could get her hands on. Fighting back tears, she grabbed Liam’s shirt from the floor and wrapped it tightly around herself as she headed for the door.
Drake came awake when he felt the bed shift. He looked down to find Liam with one arm flung across his middle and smiled. His smile faded quickly when he heard the door open. He squinted into the half light and saw Riley, standing in the doorway, tears streaming down her face. Their eyes locked and a look of understanding passed between them before she turned quickly and disappeared through the door. Drake slid from under Liam, grabbed a pair of boxers from the floor and stepped into them, nearly tripping in his haste to get to the door. He flung it open and dashed through the sitting room and out into the hallway.
Riley was already long gone.