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  “Sure? Because you know, I’ve been putting together a plan of attack too. I’ve tentatively titled it ‘See If Bobbi Can Guess Whose Cock She’s Sucking’.”

  The narrow-eyed, fake-considering look disappeared off their faces. In fact, Sebastian’s sort of went slack with lust immediately, while Tobias attempted something like restraint.

  “That sounds awesome.”

  “I’ve got to admit—it kind of does. Much better than hitting our cocks with a chair.”

  Sebastian rolled his eyes at his brother, but didn’t get very far with it. She could see his attention was already caught by something else altogether.

  “So what are you waiting for? Get your clothes off. You really can’t play Blowjob Mystery with everything on.”

  Keeping it lighthearted worked wonders. Her heart stayed at a reasonable rate, and her vagina did not try to run right off her body and out the nearest door. Quite the opposite, in fact.

  Everything on her body seemed to tighten, in anticipation of either of them being inside her. Sliding over her slow and steady, or even fast and rough. Maybe they would get frantic when they reached a certain point, grip various parts of her until she bruised and pin her beneath their too-big bodies.

  She just couldn’t tell, and had never thought about anything like that for long enough to make an informed guess. They seemed to do things with a great deal of deliberation, but who knew what would happen when they lost a bit of control?

  They looked as though they were losing it now, and it put things on a bit of an edge. Especially when they started stripping out of the few clothes they had on, gazes heated and all over her still-naked body.

  She couldn’t blame them, however. She had a hell of a time dragging her eyes away from every little thing they exposed. Tobias had a little birthmark just south of his right hip, for example. And Sebastian had less of a tan line than his brother, so the strip of flesh below his waistband seemed less tender, somehow.

  And oh, when she let her gaze travel just a little farther down…

  She tried not to stare. After all, it wasn’t as though they were grotesquely immense in that whole area, exactly. They weren’t ginormous and terrifying and kind of like something out of the movie Alien.

  But she felt like expressing that sentiment, anyway.

  “Oh good Lord, are you guys serious with those things? I knew I shouldn’t have watched Alien last night, sweet Jesus—no don’t get any closer, don’t, Sebastian!”

  The moment she said the word Alien he grabbed a hold of her shin. One-handed, though he practically got all the way around it anyway. And then when she protested further—laughing all the while—he yanked, hard.

  “Such a nerve,” Tobias said, as he grasped her other leg.

  “I know, right? Where did she get the gall to compare our dicks to something out of a terrifying sci-fi classic? My penis is gorgeous, actually.”

  “Mine is practically a work of art. She should be grateful to even have it in her vicinity.”

  She tried to squirm free, and only succeeded in getting herself further manhandled. Tobias had hold of her right knee, and when she struggled he got her around the waist, suddenly. Pulled her into the cradle of his arms.

  “I am totally grateful,” she said, but her voice came out much more breathless than she’d intended. And her next words had at least twenty percent less humor than she’d thought they would. “Your cocks are amazing, seriously.”

  Lord, how had she fallen to praising their bits and pieces? Because she absolutely had. She couldn’t help it—they did have amazing cocks. And it wasn’t just that they were big down there, either. They were both uncut, and even more incredibly—different. Really different in a way she’d not imagined they would be. Sebastian’s curved upward, steeply, bobbing close to his belly as he stalked his way back up the bed.

  Whereas Tobias’ seemed straighter, somehow. And it looked smoother than Sebastian’s too, and of a slightly paler shade of that sort of honeyed tone they had just about everywhere.

  Though more important than all of these many and varied thoughts about their cocks was the embarrassing fact that she was even thinking about them at all. And it looked as though they knew it too, because after a moment of considering them both like a hungry person glancing over two pieces of cake, they both laughed.

  “Should we line up for an inspection?” Sebastian asked. Unfortunately, he also put a hand on that thick, glorious length as he did so, so she couldn’t really feel all that ashamed of herself.

  Most of her attention immediately went to his grip, and the way he stroked so slowly, up and down his curving shaft. It made her wonder if they did that differently, too—though she suspected she wouldn’t have to wait long to find out. Tobias had practically started humping her ass as though every concern he’d ever expressed had somehow disappeared along with his clothes, and every time he slid back down she could feel how slick the tip of his cock was.

  Hell, all she had to do was look in front of her to see how aroused they both were. Sebastian’s dick looked practically fit to burst, so swollen and slippery that she just wanted to reach out and touch. Or maybe lick.

  But of course he stopped her from doing either. Of course he did.

  “Come on, guys,” she said, but she knew how it sounded. Like a small child begging for candy—and they seemed to think so too.

  “God, she’s such a whiner,” Sebastian said.

  “I know, man. Where’s your patience, Bobbi? It’s always there when we play poker.”

  She squirmed harder against the arm Tobias had put around her belly, but he held her fast. He didn’t even need two hands to do it—the other had started unzipping and shoving down her skirt and underwear.

  Just like that. Bare from the waist down.

  “This isn’t poker, you goddamn clit tease.”

  He made the following noise, at that—ooohohohohoooo. Shortly before saying to his brother, “Did you hear that, Seb? See how unfair she is to us?”

  “Totally unfair. All we’ve done is pay immense amount of attention to her clit. In fact, I was just going to pay some attention to it right now.”

  She wriggled fruitlessly in Tobias’ arms. Begged Sebastian not to—actually begged him.

  But he had two big hands on her spread thighs, and Tobias had tight hold of her, and really all he had to do was lean down and stick his tongue out. She couldn’t even find the words to tell him no, that she was too sensitive, that it would hurt, before a lightning bolt of too-intense pleasure shot through her body.

  She didn’t have to say how it felt, however. Tobias said it for her.

  “Oooh, I think that was a little much.”

  “Yeah?” Sebastian looked up. Mouth honeyed already, from so little contact. “How so?”

  “Well, she just almost bit me. That suggests a little much.”

  Sebastian shrugged.

  “You don’t like biting?”

  “Huh. Good point.”

  She felt rather than saw him turn his head. Somewhere along the way she’d closed her eyes, and opening them seemed like an almost monumental effort. But she made it, when he followed those words with, “Do it here, Bobs, if you’re gonna bite.”

  He wanted her to sink her teeth into his neck. Of course she had to lean right back to do it, and twist her body just so, but oh it was worth it to taste that delicious flesh. To hear him moan that she should do it harder, harder, while Sebastian licked and kissed and played between her legs.

  “Oh Jesus she’s sooo wet,” he said, which was nice enough on its own. But saying it while sinking two fingers all the way into her…that was something else altogether. She had to bite down hard on the soft turn of Tobias’ throat, just to keep herself calm and steady.

  Doing so made Tobe arch against her, hand suddenly in her hair all tight and grasping and good. She didn’t know which was better—the feel of him almost pulling on her curls, or the sound of him gasping and groaning in her ear as he rocked his erect
ion against her lower back.

  She suspected he was close to coming. And by the looks of Sebastian, he wasn’t far off either. When he finally pulled away from her swollen and embarrassingly wet sex, he seemed almost beside himself. His face had taken on the sort of flush he usually got after long workouts, and he’d definitely started trembling.

  She could feel him doing it against her thigh—little shudders that ran all the way through him, every time something new and even more arousing happened. Like Tobias pulling off her sweater so he could play with her ridiculously tight nipples. Or maybe he enjoyed the sight of her spreading her legs even wider, so he could slide in ever more deeply with those two wicked fingers.

  “You like that, huh?” he asked, but his voice came out weird. As though the shuddering had reached his vocal cords and made a mess over all of his words.

  “I love it. I love it. God, please fuck me. Please, please fuck me.”

  Tobias turned away from the task he’d been completing—licking and sucking on one earlobe in a way that made her wonder if said appendage had suddenly become a secondary sex organ—and put his two cents in. Oh God, he always had two cents. And they were usually much too filthy for something you could pay for goods and services with.

  “I think she wants something. It could well be your cock in her cunt.”

  Man, she loved the way he said the word cunt. His tongue practically curled around the C, as though he could taste that very thing simply by saying it. And then he plucked one of her stiff nipples, just for good measure. Just to get her hips rolling and her body bucking and oh God, if one of them didn’t fuck her soon…if they didn’t…

  “Wait,” Sebastian said. “Wait.”

  She just wanted to kill him. Lust-based murder was allowed, wasn’t it? She could claim temporary insanity. In fact, she would have to claim temporary insanity, because instead of fucking her the way any decent human being would have done, he was kneeling over her body with his cock in his hand.

  Even Tobias—his probable partner in twin-based telepathy—wanted to know what he was doing. Unfortunately, no reasonable answer was forthcoming.

  “Just…hang on,” he said, but that was the sort of thing you asked of someone when you noticed your shoe was untied. Not the sort of thing you said while they moaned and begged you to fuck them.

  Not to mention the fact that what he was doing…definitely not shoe-tying. And though the sight of it aroused her—his hand sliding up and down that gorgeous shaft, all desperate and too eager—she couldn’t let him carry on.

  “Seb, that’s really pretty but I was kind of hoping you could do it inside me.”

  He didn’t answer, however. Or he did, but the answer was kind of…wordless. And it came out hot and hard too, as his head went back and his teeth sank into his lower lip and his hand sped up on his cock.

  A few days ago it would have been the hottest sight she’d ever seen. Little trickles of liquid sliding over his working fist. His belly tensed, as though all the pleasure in his body had gathered there. And best of all, the way he touched himself…

  It wasn’t gentle. He didn’t stroke himself softly, as though coaxing his orgasm out. He tugged hard, and twisted his palm over the swollen head, and when she nudged her thigh against his to get his attention, he made a sound like someone dying of sex.

  But the thing was…right here and now it only frustrated her. She wanted to grab him and force him down onto her—or at the very least reach behind herself and get hold of Tobias. He seemed more than happy to do whatever Sebastian currently didn’t want to, but of course fucking one brother wouldn’t help her figure out what the other brother had suddenly decided to do.

  Instead she had to wait. Or maybe arch her back and get her slippery sex up close to his working hand, until he had no choice but to open his eyes and focus on her, rather than his right hand.

  Though once he’d lasered in on her, she kind of wished he hadn’t done. He just looked so…desperate. So incredibly, arousingly desperate. His breath had started coming in short, frantic pants, and when he finally explained the sound of his voice almost melted her right through the bed.

  “Sorry, baby—I’m too close. I need to take the edge off or I’ll just embarrass myself.”

  Or maybe it was his words that melted her right through the bed.

  She had no idea what made them so arousing. Most women would have probably found the idea less than appealing, all things considered. And yet her sex clenched around nothing all the same, and evidence of her excitement slid between the cheeks of her ass, and when he made another sound—another filthy, dirty groan of pure lust—she couldn’t stop herself.

  She just had to get up and go to him. He needed it. Even if he didn’t know it and wanted to pretend that masturbation was the best course of action here, he obviously and desperately needed it.

  And it hardly took any effort at all to give it to him. Tobias didn’t even try to hang on to her, as though he knew what she was about to do and fully endorsed it. Sebastian, on the other hand…

  He stiffened up the moment she got close, as though she’d come at him with a meat cleaver instead of what she’d actually done—crawled to him on all fours with her mouth open. But when she actually got near enough to put a hand over his, his hesitation was minimal at best.

  In fact, his hesitation was pretty much nonexistent. His grip slipped from his cock, and she replaced it there with her own fingers, before going for what she’d actually intended.

  To taste him. God, she wanted to taste him. And though he jerked away—just a little—when she moved in and let her lips ghost over the slick head of his cock, he soon sent her evidence of his appreciation.

  A long moan, the moment she licked long and wet over the slit at the tip. It drove her half-wild to hear him, and spurred her on to more—lapping all around the swollen head until he bucked toward her. Sucking as much as she could into her mouth, so greedy and frantic suddenly that she barely felt the strain it put on her jaw to do it.

  In fact, the thought only added to the excitement. He was big enough that it almost felt like an effort, to take him all. Big enough that when she actually managed to swallow most of him, she choked a little and had to pull back.

  Much to Tobias’ amusement.

  “Yeah, the chances of you deep-throating either of us aren’t great,” he said. “But I wouldn’t worry. I think whatever you’re doing feels good enough on its own.”

  Of course, her thoughts immediately went to whatever Tobias was looking at. His twin’s face, maybe, as it went tense with pleasure? And if so, wasn’t that just the tiniest bit weird?

  Then again, he had recently watched his twin jerking off. How much weirder could things realistically get? Not much, she reckoned, though the better question was probably whether or not she cared.

  No, she thought, no, as Tobias found the groove between her legs with grasping fingers, stroking roughly until he’d parted the lips of her sex and searched out her clit. No, she didn’t care. Or at least, her body didn’t care. It just wanted to push into his touch and beg for more, despite the orgasm she’d already had.

  And he obliged, like the truly excellent person he was. He slid one impossibly long finger into her while his thumb notched against her swollen bud, and rubbed and fondled her as she sucked Sebastian. As she sucked another man.

  It was undoubtedly the kinkiest thing she’d ever been a part of. But oh God, it felt so good, so filthy, and the more he stroked her and pushed in and out of her, the sloppier she got around Sebastian’s cock.

  And the more she wanted to do something else too. Something that sealed this night of complete debauchery. It only seemed fair, after all—Tobias was being a kind and generous sort. Couldn’t she be kind and generous, in return?

  She definitely could. Sebastian had somehow knotted his hand in her hair, but all she had to do to get it free was nudge at his wrist. He even gave her a little panted apology, as though maybe she didn’t like it.

  O
f course, that couldn’t have been further from the truth. If anything he’d been too gentle, but they could address the issue later. For now she just wanted to lean over and repay Tobias for his generosity, with a long, slow lick of his equally hard dick.

  And then another, when he rewarded her with some heated sentiments.

  “God yes. Yes. Take my cock.”

  It sent a thrill through her, just as their words had the night before. Just as their words always did. There was just something in their tone, the way they talked things out—it made her wet, and hot, and Tobias could apparently tell, because he took the time to inform his brother of this development.

  “Oh she’s soaking—it’s running down her thighs.”

  He truly was a kindly sort. He had to be to make up for Sebastian, who had some heated sentiments of his own to voice.

  “Bobs, Jesus—you can’t just… Come on, man. This isn’t fair.”

  She had her mouth full so couldn’t quite respond with what she wanted to—that it was perfectly fair to share out blowjobs between them—but it didn’t matter. Tobias had her covered.

  “Fuck you’re greedy, Seb. Don’t I get any?”

  “Yeah, but—it’s just—”

  “Ohhhh, she feels so amazing on my dick. Her mouth is so hot and wet and yeah, do that again, Bobbi. Lick me right there, oh, so good,” Tobias said, and she came dangerously close to laughing.

  Then went right over when Sebastian responded with, “You fucker.”

  Tobias laughed too. He didn’t do it meanly, of course, and the punch of it didn’t get a chance to land, but he did it, and then said, “Mmm, Jesus. She sucks harder when you rub her clit at the same time. You like that, baby? Just like that, huh?”

  She couldn’t reply. He had a hand in her hair, slowly regulating the speed of her mouth on him. Slow on the downslide, quick on the up. Getting steadily faster as she found the sweet spots, like just underneath the head, or along the thick ridge around it.

  It sent the same jolt of pleasure as his words had—or at least it did until she realized the hand wasn’t Tobias’. It was Sebastian who had hold of her, Sebastian who forced her into a steady and darkly exciting rhythm, and when she managed to glance up it was Sebastian watching her with such a look on his face.