Jessica Sims - Vixen

Miko slid her hand from the back of Jere’s head to his neck and pulled his mouth down toward her own. She needed to taste him. As his lips met her own, his fingers slid along the wet seam again. She angled her head slightly, gazing up into his eyes. Her hips lifted at the same time, and his finger penetrated the lips of her sex, sliding to the hot valley below, and both of them sucked in a breath.

“More?” Jeremiah leaned in, his mouth hovering close to her own.

“More,” she agreed, and pulled his mouth down to her own.

Another hand slid down to the crook of her knee, and she realized Sam was pulling her other leg apart, far apart, until both her legs lay spread in a wide vee. He continued to work at her nipples, giving each one tiny, ticklish bites and nipping at them until it drove her mad. Jeremiah’s mouth on her own swallowed her moans of pleasure, but she didn’t think Sam minded.

Jeremiah’s tongue thrust deep into her mouth, and his fingers slid down her sex again, and penetrated the slick warmth. Her muscles clenched around his finger as it slid in to her passage, and he groaned at the sensation.

“How long has it been since you’ve been with a man, Miko?” He slid his finger out slowly, then pushed back in, stretching her, teasing the slick wetness through her passage. “You’re so tight.”

Sam groaned and buried his face between her breasts. “Christ, don’t tell me that. I’m going to come all over her like a schoolboy if you keep that up.”

The mental image made her giggle. “It’s been a few years.”

“Sweet Jesus, that has to be a crime.” Sam’s mouth trailed down her belly, lapping at her navel.

Jeremiah’s finger plunged deep again, almost at the same time that Sam’s tongue dove into her navel, and a bolt of desire flashed through her. “It’s complicated,” she said, forcing herself to try and breathe regularly. And failing. They were doing amazing things to her body, and it was making her mind cloud up. “Were-foxes…aren’t…like…others.” Oh god, his finger plunged in again and her words died in a low moan, her hips raising. “Foxes…are…promiscuous…We have a hard time settling with just one mate.”

“How about two mates?” Sam teased, and he shifted against her, moving lower. His mouth brushed against the curls of her sex, his breath hot.

Her entire body tensed in anticipation, and she could feel her thigh muscles clench, still pulled wide by their hands.

Jeremiah pressed light kisses to her jaw before moving back to her mouth once more. His finger thrust again, so hard that her hips raised and a whimper of pure lust escaped her throat. “You don’t have to answer that, Miko,” he breathed against her mouth. “Just be with us. We’ll figure out the rest later.”

She wanted to speak up and say something then, but Jeremiah’s mouth found her own again, and his finger thrust once more, distracting her. Before she could recover from that, Sam’s mouth slid even lower, and his tongue dipped into her sex, searching for her clit.

When he brushed against it, she screamed. Her fingers clenched against the back of Jere’s head, nails digging into his skin as her hips rose once more.

Both men chuckled, and she made a sound of disappointment as Jeremiah’s fingers slid away from her sex, only to be replaced by Sam’s hot, seeking tongue. His hands kept her thighs pulled wide, and Jeremiah sat up, licking her wetness from his hand with intense eyes. When he’d licked his fingers clean, he knelt over her and began to give attention to her breasts, pressing them together and trailing his tongue over her nipples and the valley between.

Sam’s mouth was driving her wild as well – his tongue seemed to know the exact places to touch as he licked and sucked at her clit, teasing it with tiny, rapid circles. He flicked his tongue against it, then would slide his wet mouth down her sex until he plunged his tongue into her, mimicking Jeremiah’s fingers, then moving back to her clit once more. He did all of this with smooth, unhurried motions that made her think he’d planned just this very thing – or at least thought about it – for a long time.

The thought was so erotic that her body tensed with the onset of an orgasm. As if both men sensed this, they began to work at her body even harder, trying to push her over the edge. Jeremiah bit gently on one of her nipples, his thumb flicking the other one, while Sam thrust his tongue against her clit with rapid, insistent motions. She came, ripples of pleasure shuddering through her body, the orgasm swelling over her like a tide.

Sam sat up slowly, his lips gleaming, a naughty smile on his face. He still sat placed between her legs, but his cock strained, inches away from her damp sex. As she inhaled, stretching slightly with the exultation of her amazing orgasm, he rolled his hips forward slightly, his sex sliding along her own wet one.

That was enough to get her going again. Miko sat up in bed, brushing aside their hands and pulling her legs together. She sat on her knees and put a finger to her mouth, as if contemplating what to do next, her other hand running down her stomach.

“Tease,” Sam said in a low, husky voice. His hand went to his cock and he stroked it, knowing that she watched with avid eyes.

“A tease implies that you’re not going to get what you want,” Miko said in a light voice. “And I’m not that kind of girl.”

Behind her, Jeremiah straddled her on the center of the bed, so his large thighs framed her own. She could feel the heat of his cock nudging against her buttocks, and the mental image sent new ripples of excitement through her. Knowing the image it would present in Jere’s mind, she wiggled on her knees for a moment, and then leaned forward, until her face was in Sam’s lap. Her lips played along the head of his cock for a moment, then she pulled away.

Ignoring his groan, she trailed a fingernail down Sam’s thigh. “Why don’t you lean back? And I’ll…lean forward.”

He obeyed her command, moving until he lay flat on his back, his head resting on her pillows. His cock jutted into the air, the length appealing to her senses. Such a long, thick cock. Both men were spectacularly endowed, she had to admit to herself. No complaints from her. She knelt forward, wanting to place that hard, thick length against her tongue, taste the salty moisture beading on the head of it. She knew the motion would place her ass into the air slightly, giving Jeremiah a nice, long look at it, and she knew she had a nice ass.

Both men groaned as she moved, and she saw Sam’s fists clench in the blankets as her tongue flicked out and swiped across the head of his cock. The length of it was beautiful, and she wrapped a hand around it, squeezing to test the hardness, before leaning over and swirling her tongue against it again.

“Christ,” Sam breathed.

Jeremiah’s hands were on her ass, massaging and flexing the soft skin, and she rolled her hips suggestively against his hands. His mouth brushed against her skin, and she felt him bite at the flesh there, sending another jolt of excitement through her. She moaned, then slid her mouth over the head of Sam’s cock.

One of Sam’s fisted hands went to her hair, tangling in the long, black locks. No pressure for her to move forward, just anchoring her there and letting her know how much he liked the attention. Encouraged, she leaned forward even more, and began to take the long, hard length in, sliding it deep inside her mouth.

Jere’s hands tightened on her hips and he slid a finger between her legs, teasing and fingering her sex once more, and a shudder rippled through her. “Lift your hips,” he whispered, punctuating the command with a languid thrust of his finger deep inside her.

She did as he asked, spreading her legs low and wide, excitement thrilling through her. Sam’s hand knotted hard in her hair as she sucked his cock deep into her throat, moving down the base of the shaft and then back up again, working him with her mouth over and over again.