Finn hummed in agreement, his fingers tracing the curve of my hip. “Absolutely stunning.”
I reached for them, tugging at their clothes.
“Your turn,” I said, my voice husky with need. “I want to see you.”
They didn’t need to be told twice. Shirts were discarded, pants were shed, and soon we were all in various states of undress.
Laughing, I drank in the sight of them – Aiden’s toned body covered in intricate tattoos, Finn’s broader frame marked with scars that told stories of a life lived fully.
Finn’s hand slid up my thigh, his touch feather-light and teasing. “What do you want, oeh’uru pahlke?” he asked, his blue eyes intense as they met mine.
“Everything,” I breathed. “I want everything.”
Aiden grinned, pressing a kiss to my shoulder. “Then everything you shall have.”
They worked in tandem, their touches complementing each other perfectly. Aiden’s mouth found my breast, his tongue swirling around my nipple as Finn’s fingers danced between my thighs, teasing me through the lace of my underwear.
I writhed between them, lost in a haze of pleasure. My hands explored their bodies, tracing muscles, cataloging scars, my mouth trading kisses and tasting skin. Together we learned what made each of us gasp and moan.
Finn’s fingers finally slipped beneath the fabric of my underwear, finding me slick and ready.
“So wet for us,” he murmured approvingly, his fingers circling my clit with expert precision.
I cried out, my hips bucking against his hand. Aiden caught my cry with his mouth, kissing me deeply as Finn worked me higher and higher.
“That’s it, baby,” Aiden encouraged, his voice rough with desire. “Let go for us. We’ve got you.”
With a keening cry, I shattered, my body convulsing with pleasure as they held me through my release. As I came down from my high, I found them both watching me.
“You’re incredible,” Finn said, pressing a soft kiss to my lips.
“And we’re just getting started,” Aiden added with a wicked grin.
“Your turn,” I said, nodding at them. “I want to watch you.”
Finn’s eyes darkened, a slow, predatory smile spreading across his face. “Is that so?” He turned to Aiden, his voice dropping an octave. “On your knees, Ads.”
Aiden’s eyes sparkled with mischief. “Yes, sir,” he quipped, but there was no mistaking the eager way he complied, sinking to his knees before Finn.
I propped myself up on my elbows, my body still thrumming with aftershocks as I watched them. Finn’s hand slid into Aiden’s hair, gripping it firmly as he guided Aiden’s mouth to his cock.
“Show Riley how good you can be for me,” Finn commanded, his voice low and authoritative.
Aiden winked at me before taking Finn into his mouth, eliciting a deep groan from the other man. I watched, mesmerized, as Aiden worked Finn’s length, his cheeks hollowing with each suck.
Finn’s free hand caressed Aiden’s face, his touch surprisingly gentle despite his commanding presence. “That’s it,” he murmured. “Just like that.”
I found myself entranced by the interplay between them - Finn’s quiet dominance and Aiden’s playful submission. It was clear they knew each other’s bodies intimately, each touch and movement perfectly choreographed to bring maximum pleasure.
“Touch yourself,” Finn ordered, his eyes never leaving Aiden’s face.
Aiden pulled back just long enough to quip, “Thought you’d never ask.” He leaned forward, pulling Finn back into his mouth and wrapping a hand around his own cock.
The room filled with their gasps and moans, the wet sounds of Aiden’s mouth on Finn’s cock. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the sight of them together.
“God, you’re beautiful together,” I murmured, unable to keep silent any longer. My hand snaked down the length of my body to touch the wet heat between my thighs. Whimpering, I drew their gazes, relishing the dark, hungry looks on their faces.
Finn’s eyes met mine.
