“I think you’re doing a damn good job of figuring that out,” I murmur.

“Mmm.” He urges my hips up a little and then his fingers are there, in me, withdrawing to spread my wetness up and around my clit, penetrating and withdrawing. Enough to give me pleasure, but not enough to get me where I need. Teasing me. “Show me,” Broderick repeats.

“Do I get a say?” Shiloh asks.

I laugh a little, though it morphs into a moan at the end when Broderick wedges a third finger inside me. “Are you enjoying yourself, love?”

Shiloh shudders out a laugh. “Yes.”

“Then no, you don’t get a say. Now lie back and let us play with this pretty pussy for a little bit. You’ve teased us, Shiloh. Giving some, but nowhere near enough. Neither of us is about to miss this opportunity. Right, husband?”

“Right,” Broderick rasps.

I move my hair out of the way and dip down to flick the tip of my tongue lightly against Shiloh’s clit. It’s hard to focus with Broderick using his fingers to claim every inch of my pussy, but I’m highly motivated to make Shiloh come all over my face before he can.

Except he doesn’t give me the chance. He nuzzles me out of the way enough to lick her, but I’m having none of it. I give him the same treatment. It’s a strange sort of dance. His mouth to her clit. My tongue in her pussy. Meeting Broderick in the middle for messy kiss that tastes of both him and Shiloh. She’s propped herself up so she can watch us, and from the way she shakes and whimpers, she’s enjoying the sight of us battling over her pussy as much as she’s enjoying the oral sex itself.

For all the fun and games, I want Broderick to have this orgasm. He’s wanted her for so long, and has been through so much bullshit, some of it at my own hand. It costs me nothing to give him this, and it will mean everything to him.

I back off as Shiloh’s moans get louder and let him kiss her properly. It doesn’t take long before she cries out and tries to clamp her legs shut. Broderick and I move as one, each grabbing one thigh and pressing her up and out, baring her completely as he keeps fucking her with his tongue even as he winds me tighter and tighter with his fingers. Shiloh orgasms with a sob that yanks at my heart. I’m so fucking close and—

“Your turn, Bride.” He sits up on his knees. That’s the only warning I get before he flips me onto my back. He’s ruthless in delivering my pleasure, and for once I don’t try to fight it. I’m enjoying myself too much.