"Take them off," Connor ordered.
I glanced up at him, watching his face as Riley eased them down and helped me out of them. This wasn't the first time I'd been completely naked in front of them, but this time it didn't involve pain or the bath.
This wasn't about healing me.
This was about fucking me.
Still behind me, Riley ran his hands up and down my body, parted my thighs and pushed his hands between them. The tips of his fingers slid up and down my folds, dipping into my wetness and spreading it around my pussy.
"How wet is she?" Connor asked.
"Fucking drenched," Riley said. He pushed a finger inside me, then another.
Connor drew his cock out of my mouth and stood back to watch. "Make her come."
Riley rubbed the side of his fingers up and down my clit, pinching my nipple at the same time.
With both men watching me like that, I was aroused as hell. My body quickly screamed for release, which came hard and fast against Riley's hand. He held me tight, working me through my orgasm and down the other side.
"So fucking gorgeous," Connor whispered. He stepped out of his jeans, grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled it over his head.
This was the first time I saw him naked. He was all muscle and grooves, interspersed with scars and tattoos in black ink. A dragon down one arm, full sleeve on the other. His cock jutted toward me.
"So fucking ready for you," Riley said. He pulled my upper body back until I was lying over his lap, one hand holding me in place, the other on my breast.
Connor lowered himself to his knees and stepped between my legs, pushing them apart until his cock was pressed against my entrance.
"Tell me what you want," he demanded.
"I want your cock," I said softly.
"Beg for it," he said.
My tongue slid over my lips. If I didn't feel him inside me soon, I was going to lose my mind.
"Please," I said a little louder. "Please fuck me. I want you inside me."
He gripped my hips, raised them off the floor and pushed his tip inside me. With a grunt, he rammed himself the rest of the way inside, all the way to the hilt.
I cried out and my back arched, but Riley held me in place. Held me tighter when Connor started to thrust, firm and hard, holding back nothing.
"Her pussy feels like fucking heaven," Connor ground out. "So tight. Made for us." He pulled all the way out before slamming back in and thrusting again with strong, even strokes.
Riley pinched my nipple before moving his hand down my stomach and back to my clit, rubbing while Connor thrust into me.
"Come for us," Connor insisted. "I want to feel you come around my cock."
Between the way he was hitting me inside and Riley's calloused fingers, I had no defence. I came for a second time, harder and faster than the first, my body pressed against Riley's legs.
"Fuck, Leah," Connor grunted as my muscles tightened around him, forcing an orgasm out of him. He thrust a couplemore times before losing himself, spilling his release inside me. He groaned and ground himself against me before sagging, panting and swearing under his breath.
"So fucking good." He took a couple of moments to catch his breath, then rolled off me. "Riley."
Riley worked his way out from under me before pulling me up to my knees. He pushed his track pants down and knelt behind me. With careful hands, he parted my legs. His breath was warm on my ass.
He pressed a finger inside my pussy.
"You look good with Connor's cum trickling out of you, but I want it in there when I fuck you." He pushed it in carefully, then gripped my hips and pressed the tip of his cock into my pussy.
