Tamara Wiltshire stood with her back to the wall, half-hidden behind a fake-Corinthian pillar, and gently stroked her hand up and down what was almost certainly an imitation Aladdin’s lamp. I wish I was ten years old again and believed in magic. If I was, I’d ask your genie to get me the hell away from this pre-wedding party right now.
Her mother’s cousin’s only child, Sophia, was marrying the love of her life tomorrow, and it seemed the family had invited every person they’d ever met in their entire lives to the festivities. Tammy wasn’t even sure what kind of a cousin she was to Sophia. Fourth cousins maybe? Second cousins twice removed? But she sure as hell knew she’d be dead from either boredom or embarrassment long before Sophia and Peter tied the knot officially at three tomorrow.
Genie, please get me out of here before I do something really stupid, like tell all my aunts to stop asking me when I’m going to get married. I’m not wearing any rings. There’s no man hanging on my arm. It’s obviously not going to happen soon. Or ever. I’d much rather wear a man’s collar. Oh yes. A Dom of my own. That would be nice. Someone like Tall, Dark, and Devastating over there. Or him. Mr. Can’t Stand Still with the rich chocolate eyes.
Tammy quickly looked down, snatching her hand away from the fake lamp. The two delicious pieces of eye candy who she’d been admiring were crossing the ballroom in her general direction. Not that they’d be coming anywhere near her. She was wearing a simple black dress, having saved her “best” outfit for the wedding tomorrow. It seemed most of the other women here had spent more on their clothes for tonight than she earned in a quarter. She hated to think how dowdy she was going to look tomorrow compared to them all, when they brought out their wedding finery.
She’d bought the long-sleeved burgundy dress for her company’s annual ball last year, and she’d thought it would be appropriate for tomorrow. But having seen the way everyone dressed tonight she knew she was going to look like the country cousin. Well, it was too bad. Clearly, she didn’t make the kind of money many of these people evidently did.
Keeping her gaze on the floor, Tammy tried to calculate how soon she could leave the ballroom and return to her hotel room. It was in this hotel, of course. Sophia’s family had likely booked the entire place out for the weekend. The good news was that her room was on the fifth floor and the ballroom was on the second, so she could take the stairs and avoid being crammed into an elevator and interrogated all the time.
Tammy flicked a glance to the ballroom doors and sighed. Her mother’s cousin and his wife were circulating through the room speaking to everyone. The good news was that it was Adam coming in her direction, not Stephanie. The bad news was that her parents were also heading toward her.
Tammy inched back another step toward the wall behind her, but then her heel was against the baseboard. She couldn’t retreat any farther unfortunately. Sighing internally she pasted a smile on her face ready to greet her mother’s cousin. What the fuck do I call him? Adam? Cousin Adam? What’s the etiquette here?
Fortunately she didn’t have to say anything.
“Rae’s little girl. I’m so glad you could join us on this auspicious occasion,” he gushed, kissing her on both cheeks, and moving immediately to shake the hand of the man standing next to her. A man she hadn’t even notice arriving. It was Mr. Tall, Dark, and Devastating himself.
“Ah, Leif, nice to see you again. You too, Simon.”
Well damn. No wonder they were standing together. Mr. Tall, Dark, and Devastating is obviously partnered to Mr. Can’t Stand Still for Two Minutes. Just my fucking luck the best-looking men in the room are gay. Not that they would even notice me in this crowd anyway.
But as soon as Sophia’s father had moved on to the next person, Leif touched her arm. “Can I take you to the bar? I’m sure you must be thirsty talking to all these people.”
Tammy didn’t think saying she hadn’t actually had a conversation with anyone would be helpful. Besides, so what if they were gay. They were both incredibly good looking and a drink sounded marvelous to her right now. Especially as her parents were still heading in her direction.
“Thank you. I’d like that.” She smiled at both of them, admiring the way Simon’s rich chocolate eyes sparkled and Leif’s eyebrows quirked up as he asked the question.
In a matter of seconds the men had tucked her between them and were gently steering her through the crowd to the bar at the back of the ballroom.
Maybe there was a genie in that lamp after all.
Leif carried her in and laid her on the bed. He was naked, his cock bobbing in front of him, but Tamara was still in her bra and panties.
Simon pulled his boxers off, and dumped the lube and condoms on the nightstand as he climbed on the bed beside her.
Leif laid on her other side. He lifted her up enough so Simon could reach under her back and unsnap her bra. Together they pulled it off and then gently tugged her panties down, one of them on each side of the tiny piece of silky fabric. Then, still in sync with each other, they bent their heads over her breasts. Now was the time to arouse her. Now was his opportunity to demonstrate to her so clearly she couldn’t say no, how good it would be to fuck them both.
Her breast tasted really delicious. Her body had the slightest fragrance of apples about it. He liked that it wasn’t a sickly sweet feminine scent, but rather a tart, sharper aroma that a man could truly appreciate. It reminded him of biting into a ripe Granny Smith apple, the first one of the new season. Except that instead, he was licking and sucking the soft and delicate skin of a woman he was desperate to possess.
Simon lifted his mouth and licked a line up her neck, nibbling her ear lobe, and nuzzling behind it. Some women had a very erotic spot just behind their ear. He wondered if it would work on Tamara. She shivered happily so maybe it did. Lightly he nibbled and bit her ear, licking inside the rim before returning to her breast again, sucking her nipple into his mouth and tugging lightly on it to extend it.
Again and again he played with her ear, her neck, her breast, moving to her lips and nose occasionally when Leif was concentrating on her other breast.
His first touch on her lips made his dick ache with longing. Her lips were soft and sweet. Her mouth was a feast of different flavors from their meal . Although they’d never drunk their coffee. Maybe they’d have that after sex.
He drew in her emotions, heaving in a deep breath with their lips locked together. Damn, she was amazing. She tasted so good. Everything about her called to his wolf. She wasn’t hesitating at all. She was giving herself freely to them, her hands touching them both, her breasts pushing up into Leif’s mouth, her lips locked with his.
Although he didn’t want to break the kiss, he knew he had to. She wouldn’t be able to hold her breath for anything like as long as he could. The slight moan she gave as their lips parted showed him clearly she’d been enjoying their kiss.
He licked a line down her belly, stopping to play with her belly button, adding a few sharp bites to the rim in passing, and then he reached her cunt.
Leif had possessed her lips so he lay on his side and licked a line up her slit, up and down, up and down, absorbing her rich flavor as he did. Her hips rose into his touch her body writhing as she tried to direct him to go deeper inside her.
He used his nose to nudge her clit out of its hood and then rolled his tongue around it before sucking it hard. It was hot and ready for action. The way she thrust her hips up at his mouth even more wildly than before told him so clearly, but he knew anyway from the rich cream he could taste on her pussy lips.
Out of his peripheral vision he saw Leif, his mouth still firmly on Tamara’s, reaching for the lube. Right, that meant he wanted her ass. Simon was fine with that plan. Her cunt would be perfect. She was already hot and wet, ready for him.
Gently he took her leg, placing her foot flat on the bed, up near her ass. It made it harder for him to reach her cunt with his mouth, but it was the only way he could finger-fuck her cunt as Leif finger-fucked her ass, and right now preparing her ass was an essential part of their play. The moment her touched her she moaned softly, the sound a clear encouragement of their actions.
He kneeled up, leaning over her and went back to teasing her clit. Her fingers gripped his hair, holding him in place. Then he nibbled along her pussy lips before sliding his tongue deep into her cunt. Leif was holding her ass up now, presumably preparing her back door for his cock. She was making tiny gasping noises, but they were happy ones, not sounds of distress. Her fingers on his hair were frantic, petting and stroking him and almost demanding more from him, but there was no way he planned to hurry. This had to be done right, When she orgasmed it had to be a good one. Good enough to make her agree to let them double fuck her.
The fact that she hadn’t stopped them from touching her ass was an excellent sign. Clearly she didn’t object to anal sex. With both of them together, anal and vaginal was the way to go. Oral was always good. He’d never turn down a nice blow job. But Tamara was special. Already he could imagine them spending a lot more time with her. Therefore he wanted her to have the best sex he and Leif could give her. And outside of the dungeon, that was both of them claiming her together.
Inside the dungeon they could play a lot more exciting games. But that was for another day.