I tore my mouth away to find Ashley kneeling between my legs, his mouth on my cunt, and his hand around the root of Priest’s cock. The unholy onslaught of stimulation shimmered through me, shaking me from the inside out.

He devoured us from below, burying his face, lashing his tongue, and working his full lips where Priest stroked his length in and out.

My fingers tangled in Ashley’s soft hair, holding his sinful mouth against us. Their hands slid over me, touching everywhere as if unable to get enough. I wanted more. Deeper. I needed the connection of their hearts and souls bound with mine as our bodies came together.

When the orgasm hit, it slammed into me with showers of sparks and waves of trembling pleasure. I moaned their names, grinding my hips, and seconds later, Priest joined me.

“Bennett!” His arms wrapped around my breasts, holding me against his chest as he used my body, stroking me up and down his length, thrusting erratically. “Ah, Christ, you feel good. So damn tight on my cock.”

Ashley licked us through the peak while stroking himself beneath the water. Then he kissed his way up my front, lingering on my breasts and nipples before crushing his lips against mine.

I tasted myself on his tongue, so wildly turned on knowing his mouth had just been on Priest.

Then I felt his hand there, his fingers slipping around my opening, where Priest was still seated.

“God’s teeth.” Priest eased out and rammed back in. “Incredible.”

Ashley pressed closer, kissing me passionately while inching his fingers into my body, sliding alongside Priest’s cock.

“Think you can take both of us?” He nipped at my lips, groaning, panting, his entire body shaking. “I bet you can fit two. But not tonight. I’m not going to last long.”

He lifted me off Priest, just high enough to pull me against him. My legs gripped his hips. My arms clung to his muscled shoulders. Then he impaled me where Priest had just been just seconds before.

I cried out, instantly feeling the size difference. Where Priest was big, Ashley was massive. He stood still in the water, his hands palming my backside, and gave me a moment to adjust. Then he unleashed his hunger.

“Missed you so much.” He pounded with hard need, pushing to drive deeper, to get closer.

He leaned forward, and I felt Priest encompass us both from behind, my back against Priest’s chest, trapped. There was no escaping this forbidden union. None of us were letting go.

I found an evil amount of satisfaction in watching Ashley’s unseemly manners obliterate his starched, aristocratic mien. His features were scandalously stunning, his lips parting with shuddering grunts, his brows pinched, and his gaze never straying from mine.

He fucked me through two more orgasms before surrendering to his own.