I stretched with a moan, enjoying the pleasant ache in my muscles. “Am I, though? Because from where I’m lying, drenched in your cum, I’d say his music did what I wanted it to.”
Duke’s hands flexed against my hips, where he stillheld me. His slate-gray eyes darkened as they roamed over my body, taking in the marks he’d left behind. “God, you’re beautiful like this.”
“Like what? Thoroughly fucked and feeling smug about it?”
“Yes.”
I wiggled my hips, drawing a sharp inhale from Duke. “Careful there. I can feel how much you’re affected.” I loved how he stayed buried in me after sex, unwilling to break our intimate connection until he had to.
“You’re impossible.” Duke’s fingers traced over my stomach with a tenderness that belied his gruff tone, following the trails of my release painted across my skin. His touch was light as a feather but sparked little jolts of pleasure through my oversensitive body.
“And yet you married me, anyway.” I caught his large hand in mine, bringing it to my mouth so I could press a soft kiss against his calloused palm. The contrast between his rough hands and gentle touch never failed to make my heart flutter.
Duke’s stern expression cracked, revealing the deep love underneath before he growled, “Don’t think being adorable will distract me from your schemes.”
I fluttered my eyelashes at him with theatrical innocence, playing up my role as the sweet tempter. “What schemes? I’m merely lying here, enjoying how well you marked me inside and out.”
Duke’s cock twitched within me. It amused methat even after claiming me, he responded to my slightest provocation as if we hadn’t just had mind-blowing sex.
“See? Even your body admits I’m right.” I traced the defined curve of his bicep, admiring how the muscles bunched under my touch. “It’s at least honest about how Chance’s voice affected you.”
“Duchess.” Duke’s warning tone only encouraged me, making my grin stretch wider. He tried so hard to maintain his stern façade, but I saw right through it to the hunger underneath.
“What? All I’m saying is if his voice alone could make you fuck me like that…”
Duke’s groan sounded almost pained. “You have to stop, Duchess.”
“Or I could keep going.” I cupped my hand around the back of his neck, tugging him down for a kiss that balanced sweetness with seduction. I nipped at his bottom lip, knowing how it drove him wild when I used my teeth. “Imagine if he sang for us while you took him apart. He’d be so sexy spread out beneath you, his blue eyes dark with need as you marked him up like you did to me.”
Duke’s hips jerked, making me gasp as he shifted inside me. “His voice getting rough around the edges as you fuck him hard. Maybe I’d even sing backup, harmonizing with his moans while you make him fall apart on your cock.”
Duke crushed his mouth to mine, which told meI’d pushed him far enough. But instead of going for another round, he punished me by pulling out.
A whimper escaped me as he left me empty. His cum trickled from my well-used hole, making me squirm at the delicious sensation. The warm essence seeped out, marking me as his in the most primal way possible. My thighs trembled from our vigorous fucking, but I was far from satisfied. No, I wanted more. Specifically, I wanted another man to join us in our bed.
Duke radiated satisfaction as he watched his claim drip from me. His fingers traced through the evidence of our lust, circling my sensitive rim with teasing touches that made me gasp. Each brush of his fingertips intensified my ache even more.
I arched into his touch, preening under his hungry gaze. My body responded to him like a finely tuned instrument, ready to sing for him at the slightest provocation. “Don’t you miss seeing me so full of your cum mixed with our third’s that it gushes out of me?”
His large hand gripped my thigh harder, betraying how much my words affected him. “You can’t say things like that.”
“Why not? When it makes you react so beautifully?” I pouted as I kept pushing him. “I miss being filled with your combined lust.”
“Why are you doing this?”
“Because I want Chance, too.” The truth fell from my lips easily, my body still thrumming with desire atthe possibility of having them both. I pictured Chance’s beautiful face twisted in pleasure as Duke claimed him, imagined his talented mouth on me while getting railed. The possibilities were endless and enticing.
Duke groaned, dropping his forehead to my shoulder in defeat. His warm breath ghosted over my sweat-dampened skin. “You’re not letting this go, are you?”
“Have you met me?” I carded my fingers through his dark hair. The tension in his shoulders eased under my ministrations. “Besides, you can’t tell me that wasn’t the hottest sex we’ve had in weeks.”
“Sex is always hot with you,” Duke mumbled, his breath warm on my collarbone. His lips brushed against me in a gentle kiss that contrasted with how roughly he’d taken me earlier.
I tugged his hair, making him lift his head to look at me. “But imagine how much hotter it could be with him between us, with you pounding into him as he drills me even harder. Or maybe you’d rather watch him suck me off first before fucking him from behind until I shoot down his throat?”
“Fuck,” Duke growled, his resistance crumbling. His cock was trying to rally for another go, proof that my words were having the desired effect.
“Yes, please.” I wrapped my hand around his growing erection, stroking him slowly. “Both of you fucking me until I can’t remember my name. Takingturns filling me until your cum drips down my thighs for days.”
