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by his shirt and cravat. Then he sat down on the end of the bench while William removed his boots and breeches. As he lay back on the soft velvet, his prick beckoned. “Suck my cock, Juliet.”
    Nick was every bit as delicious as Will had been, but with a slight tang. It took her a moment to realize the reason for the difference.
    That’s from me. That’s how I taste.
    Moments later, Will’s well-oiled penis poked her from behind.
    “Climb onto him,” he said, his voice tight, urgent.
    Placing her hands on Rotherford’s chest, she mounted him as she would have done a horse, had she ridden astride. His heavy-lidded gaze locked with hers as William grasped her hips, easing her back down onto Nick’s cock, sending ripples of delight coursing through her. Nick’s buttocks rested on the very end of the bench and she leaned forward, allowing Will full access to her bare behind.
    Stepping up to the bench, Will eased his hot cock between her cheeks, gliding the slick head over her anus.
    Which felt positively delightful. “Mmm…Lovely.”
    “It certainly is,” Will remarked. “And so very tight—but don’t fret. I’ll be gentle.”
    Juliet wasn’t sure she wanted him to be gentle. However, Rotherford held perfectly still while Will began his careful entry. She thought back to when she’d watched the two men together and recalled how William had thrust back against his master, which was something he’d seemed to enjoy very much.
    Her first attempt had the astonishing effect of driving Rotherford farther into her body—and nearly knocking Will off his feet. “Oh, my…”
    “I do believe our dear Juliet is trying to fuck us, Will,” Rotherford drawled.
    “She is, indeed,” Will said. “And I approve wholeheartedly.” Bracing himself, he urged her to try again.
    Juliet gasped as she rocked back, meeting the solid resistance afforded by William’s strong body. With another firm, backward thrust, he was balls-deep in her bottom. Her mouth fell open.
    “Good?” Rotherford asked.
    “ Exquisite ,” Juliet replied. “You’ve no idea…”
    He smiled. “I might, but then again, I’ve yet to have two pricks inside me. I must say, I’m rather envious at the moment.”
    “You should be.” Sensations she’d never even imagined filled her core, the slightest alteration in angle and thrust setting off new explosions of ecstasy. Insanity would surely follow. No one could experience such pleasure and remain sane…
    The men took up the rhythm—one beneath her, and one behind. They weren’t forcing themselves into her, but rocking her onto them .
    “Love that,” she whispered. “ Oh …”
    A flame ignited in her core then steadily changed to become more like a flower bud—growing, swelling, pulsing until finally bursting into bloom. A cry erupted from her throat, and she tried to call out their names, but her brain no longer controlled her body. No sound came from her lips—at least, nothing intelligible. The gentle rocking ceased, and both men began thrusting into her in earnest.
    Utterly helpless, she collapsed on Rotherford’s chest and simply let it happen. She may have been at their mercy, but there was no sense of surrender and certainly no fear.
    I trust them.
    The truth of it stunned her even more than the astonishing feelings they evoked within her—feelings that hadn’t ended with her own climax, but went on and on. Each thrust of their cocks held her suspended in ecstasy until they spent their seed into her waiting body—William first, followed closely by Nick. Filled with creamy delight, she would surely ache on the morrow, but the memory of the pleasure would undoubtedly ease the pain.
    William withdrew, leaving her instantly bereft.
    “Oh, Will,” she sighed. “That was indeed glorious.”
    Nick gaped at her. “What? No words of praise for me ?”
    “I shall tell you the same when I am parted from you, my lord,” she said with an admonitory arch of her brow. “You must be