CHAPTER NINETEEN
Locke and Gage stood at the edge of the bed, gloriously naked, and they were only looking at her. Tessa couldn’t move, waiting for a cue before realizing that both men were probably in the same predicament. Gage’s eyes were roaming her body as Locke gazed deep inside her eyes. It felt like he was trying to decipher what was inside her soul. She only wanted to look at him, but also knew the rules of the game, so she hitched herself up on the bed until her upper body was supported by the headboard. Closing her eyes, she drew her knees up, opened her legs and slid her fingers down to rub her clit.
Pleasure crested fast, but not fast enough. She wanted a release. Gage cursed, and she felt the mattress move as someone joined her on the bed. Before she could look, male hands pushed her hand aside and a warm, wet tongue lapped at her folds. Locke. Her eyes flew open. On all fours, his pale sea eyes were on her face as he lavished her core with licks, biting her inner thighs. Teasing was clearly on his mind.
“If you aren’t there to make me come, let Gage do it.”
Even if he only was only teasing her, Tessa didn’t want Gage, but she knew that the unspoken competition between the two guys could work to her advantage, spurring Locke into doing what she craved.
He wasn’t about to switch places with his friend, but it seemed that he was only going to bring her to orgasm on his own terms.
“Locke…” There wasn’t much menace in her voice. But she could play dirty if need be.
Gage stood at the edge of the bed, his large cock in hand, stroking lazily, inspired by the sight before him.
Ignoring Locke’s ministrations as best she could, Tessa crooked her finger to beckon him closer. Gage obeyed and leaned forward, taking her lips in a sensual kiss. Locke’s response was a low growl, sending uncontrollable shivers throughout her body. Ignoring Locke’s frustration as he remained between her legs, and wanting to increase it, she closed her fingers around Gage and started to pump him. The fighter’s breathing changed, and one hand went to her breast, while the other moved her head to deepen the connection.
For now, she didn’t touch Locke, payback for not having him to herself as she had fantasized, although the man eating her out was a sight to behold, and he did it with such skill that she almost forgot about her plan.
Breaking the kiss with Gage, she winked and released him, taking his hand, pulling it until it brushed against Locke’s erection. Despite the surprise in his face, Gage complied. After a few strokes, Locke shivered and pushed himself away.
“Damn, you have me distracted.”
Gage didn’t release him. “I’m under the lady’s control. Not my fault if you have no self-control.”
“I’ll show you self-control.” Locke twisted, making Gage take his place, and he moved behind him. “Let’s see if you can make the good Doctor come before you do. Then we’ll talk about self-control.”
Tessa’s core clenched at the sight of Locke moving into place behind Gage. She only could guess what had happened when the big man at his friend’s mercy exhaled sharply and shivered. From his position, Locke was using his fingers and she knew how wicked they could be. Gage seemed lost for a minute, or two and she suspected Locke had invaded his ass and was pressing on his prostate. Both men knew their bodies so well, Gage had a handicap. Although seeing them like that aroused her to no end.
After a moment, Gage’s face cleared, and he buried his face between her legs. Her arousal had died down a little, but quickly rose again. Gage was a little distracted at first, but his tongue soon found her clit. He flicked so fast, that her hands clenched at his head, trying to bring him even closer.
Letting herself relax against the headboard, Tessa’s attention went back to Locke. It was the intensity on his face as well as the light sheen of sweat over his skin that made her moan, tremors gripping her. Even though she was being pleasured by Gage, she started to roll her hips at Locke, not in invitation, but provocation. He didn’t need to be told twice, his expression darkening to savage lust. Shifting behind Gage’s upturned ass, Locke only broke eye contact with her to position himself and slowly pressed his cock inside Gage.
Once more cursing, but with his face lost in rapture, Gage lifted his head from her, his beard glistening with her fluids. How she wished to be in the fighter’s place.
Locke grew more and more forceful in his strokes, and Gage met him hit for hit. As the two men steadied their pace, Gage snarled pulling her to him. Tessa shrieked in surprise. Gage didn’t acknowledge her when he hooked his bulging arms around her thighs, opening her even wider before starting to devour her. There was no finesse in his mouth, only pure animal lust that licked, bit and pulled, wringing from her body any shiver, sigh or moan of pleasure he could while staying away from her clit. Sometimes, his touch was so brutal, pain mixed with the pleasure, but there was no way out, no way to push him away, the fighter was too far gone and on a mission.
Clinging to her sanity, Tessa couldn’t stop moaning, which made Locke even more forceful. There was violence in him, it was clear as day, and he was using Gage to show her. The room was filled with the noise of sex, the air permeated with the smell of rutting bodies, sweat and arousal. The three of them were clearly sprinting to the finish line.
Fighting off the inevitable, Tessa thought she could hold on until Gage moved slightly and shoved two big fingers in her sheath. The amount of natural lubrication made his entry easy. He pumped a couple of times, stretching her a little, before finally taking her pulsating clit in his mouth. The sucking, and his beard chafing her tender skin brought her to the verge so fast, but something or someone held her back.
Her body undulating, feverish to the point she thought she would lose her mind, Tessa implored Locke with her eyes and her face, mouthing the words she couldn’t bring herself to say.
His face was a mask of concentration, of dire restraint against his own pleasure. Tessa prayed he would answer her request before Gage pushed her too far.
Accelerating, Locke twisted his hips as he fucked Gage, and he leaned closer to her. Gage’s deep roar at Locke’s move almost made her miss his command.
“Come.”
It was a free fall at high speed as Gage’s mouth vibrated against her clit once more, and he sucked hard. The fingers inside her curled and attacked her g-spot, making her spasm, reawakening arousal as if her body wasn’t spent yet. It crested again as she pulled at his head, babbling for him to leave her clit, too sensitive now. Gage relinquished it, but his fingers increased their movement, until the pressure made her spasm again. The second orgasm was just as powerful, to the point where she lost her sense of self. Her entire skin aflame, she grabbed her breasts and tried to alleviate their tingling and heaviness, but it only prolonged her pleasure.
With blurry vision, she searched for Locke who smiled triumphantly at her as Gage started to tremble. He retrieved his fingers from her and used her own juices to stroke his shaft. The speed and force at which he took himself in hand looked painful, but Gage continued until his face contorted into ecstasy. He came on her legs and the bedspread, blind to the world as Locke fucked him deeper. Eyes locked with Tessa, he pushed himself inside a few more time, before breaking contact and howling, his body a thing of virile beauty, as he allowed himself his release.
Tessa tried to keep her eyes open, but her body was working overtime to recover from the orgasms forced upon it. They all lay on the bed, a pile of sweaty bodies and limbs tangled together. Gage’s head was on her thigh, and Locke had his hand on her stomach, his body still on top of his friend. His hand was slowly soothing and caressing her skin.
Her mind drifted as her body slowly shut down, the sound of thunder on the other side of the wall mixing with her own heartbeat and the heat of the two men against her skin. In and out of slumber, Tessa lost track of time.
