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Neeve’s deep brown eyes. “You wanted us both earlier,” he murmured, gauging her reaction. “It’s time.”
    Her eyes widened, and her lips parted. Before she could respond, the other man bent over her and took her mouth. Envy pricked him, but he focused instead on pleasing her. Gently, he nuzzled her neck, dragging his lips over her shoulder and the swell of her breast.
    Slowly, he slid his hand up over her ribcage to tease the underside of her breast, noticing that Joseph did the same. A needy sound escaped her only to be swallowed by the press of Joseph’s lips. Envy and frustration swirled in his gut. It would be harder to share Neeve than he’d thought. He mentally shook his head at himself. He was being ridiculous—he’d shared plenty of women in the past. He’d lost count of the times he and Micah had together brought a willing woman to her peak. But this…this was different. This was Neeve. It shouldn’t matter, but it did.
    Refusing to further examine his thoughts, he rolled Neeve’s nipple between his thumb and forefinger, watching as the other man did the same. She arched off the mattress, into their touch, wordlessly begging for more. Her golden skin glowed under the magical starlight, a velvet softness he couldn’t wait any longer to taste. With slow, deliberate motions, he lowered his lips to the crinkled flesh of her nipple while Joseph did the same. Together, they suckled deeply.
    She cried out, the sound filling the small room as she tangled her hands in their hair. Pushing against them, she demanded more, her hips lifting into nothingness, pleading to be filled.
    Asher slid his free hand over the trembling muscles of her stomach as Joseph’s hand followed close behind. Asher gently separated the silky curls, exposing her slick cunt to the other man who groaned roughly as he stroked her. It was impossible not to hear Joseph’s thoughts.
    Do you want to taste her? Asher projected into his mind.
    Still sucking and biting her nipple, Joseph raised his gaze to Asher’s. Gods, yes. On the heels of that thought, he sent a fully-formed image into Asher’s head. Asher hardened further at the erotic vision.
    Shifting, both men dragged themselves away from Neeve’s supple body. Confusion and annoyance warred in her expression. Asher settled at the edge of the bed and pulled her onto his lap.
    “What are you—?”
    Her words faltered as he lifted her slightly, and set the head of his cock at her snug opening. Slowly, he slid inside her pussy. The angle, the tightness and her broken moan nearly sent him over the edge. Black spots peppered his vision as she clenched him.
    Asher slipped his hands beneath her supple thighs and lifted them so they rested over his, opening her further. Joseph sank to the floor between their spread legs. Kneeling, he edged closer until he could reach Neeve’s peaked nipples. Pushing her breasts together, he drew on one tight bud after the other, while she writhed, impaled on Asher’s cock.
    Stroking the insides of her thighs, Asher kept still, knowing if he moved with her, it would all be over too soon. It might be anyway. He wasn’t sure how much of her agonizing squirming he could take. Her wet heat enveloped him, caressing his aching cock, squeezing every buried inch.
    He couldn’t take his eyes off the sight of the other man sucking Neeve’s nipples—of his lips, tongue and teeth plying her soft flesh. How would it be to watch him fuck her? To plunge his shaft into her willing body? Could he do it? Could he stand by and watch her beautiful flesh stretched by another man’s cock?
    As if he’d heard Asher’s thoughts, Joseph straightened and stroked his cock from root to tip before dragging the wide head through Neeve’s gathering cream. She cried out and clamped down on Asher as Joseph repeated the action, circling her clit with the now glossy head. Gripping the base of his shaft, he tapped it hard against her clit several times as she screamed so loudly,