Zurlo, Michele - Two Masters for Samantha [Awakenings 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) Read Online Free Page B

though it seemed like another lifetime, danced up her calves and around her thighs. Part of Sam wanted to protest, to cry out that it wasn’t right to let a man remove her underclothes while another held her in his arms. That part was lost to the waves of pleasure Stefano generated with his lips and those sure, strong hands holding her in place.
    Alexei’s hands were no less strong, but they were on the move, following the breeze up her legs to the place where she now dripped.
    She felt his lips press against her mound. His hands pushed her legs apart, forcing Samantha to lean her weight against Stefano or lose her balance. Stefano locked one arm around her waist.
    Stefano’s kiss broke off suddenly. His breaths came rapidly, fanning against her face and flexing the muscles that pressed against her back. “You want this, don’t you, Sammy? You want Lex to lick your pussy while I hold you, while I keep you from falling.”
    Did she want it? She was going to die if she didn’t get it.
    Her nod was brief, but it was all the permission the brothers seemed to need. Stefano pressed her head against his shoulder and his lips against her forehead at the same moment Alexei’s thumbs parted the lips of her labia and his hot tongue invaded the folds of her pussy.
    He licked her the same way he kissed. His tongue wrestled for dominance against no real opposition. His lips were strong, closing around her clit to suck and nip. Fingers rubbed against the slick skin around her vaginal opening, but he did not penetrate her, not with his fingers and not with his tongue.
    It was a kiss only, a taste of what he offered, of what they both offered. Samantha understood this.
    Alexei sucked her faster and harder. His fingers settled into a rhythmic path that made Sam pump her pussy into his mouth, demanding more.
    Stefano’s grip tightened on her hips, holding them still. “None of that, sweetheart.”
    In the back of her mind, it registered that they were both dominant. Samantha understood how this worked. They would give her what they wanted to give her as long as she behaved according to their rules. If she wanted the same things as them, then there wasn’t a problem.
    She wondered if they would discipline her for misbehaving.
    Those thoughts were brief and gone before Samantha could judge them, act or react. She whimpered, arching against Stefano. She needed a kiss, a caress, something more. She wanted to raise her head, to beg for another kiss, but she knew he wouldn’t give it to her.
    Stefano’s free hand slid into the bodice of her dress. He gripped her breast, kneading it until her nipple hardened. He pinched the peak he created.
    Sammy moaned. Her tongue darted out to lick her lips.
    “Like that, sweetheart?”
    She nodded, and he tugged harder. Between her legs, Alexei increased the tempo of his rhythm. The sensations combined. Heat flooded her veins. She felt her climax approaching.
    “I’m going to come,” she said, gasping and arching anew.
    The friction Alexei generated between his fingers and mouth and her pussy lessened.
    “Not yet,” Stefano said. “You don’t get to decide that, sweetheart.”
    Samantha wanted to come. She needed to come. Damn men and their predilections. “Please?”
    His laugh rumbled against her once again. “You don’t have to beg this time, Sammy. You did something good. This is your reward.”
    She whimpered and buried her face in his neck. The subtle, spicy scent of his aftershave invaded her senses. “Then why won’t you let me come?”
    The hand that had teased her nipple caressed the hair away from her temple. “It’s not time, Sammy. I’ll tell you when it’s time. You must trust me to do that.”
    For some reason, she did trust him to tell her when to come. She trusted that they wouldn’t tease her and withhold orgasm. She wasn’t naïve enough to think they were above doing that to make her do what they wanted, but she believed them when they said this was a reward.
    She