Her eyes flicked open and swung to Travis.
“You don’t want me to stop?” he asked.
Breathlessly, she replied, “No. Don’t stop.”
Travis looked to Cam. “Want to move this to your bedroom?”
His words brought no fear—just a rush of molten heat between her legs. Without waiting for Cam’s response, Lia pushed herself to her feet and took a step in the direction of the bedrooms.
A calloused hand wrapped around her wrist.
“Hold on, sweetheart.” Cam’s voice held a note that she couldn’t identify. There was desire, but also … caution.
Lia tossed a glance over her shoulder. “I don’t want to hold on, unless it’s to both of you.”
Cam pulled her back, and then turned her to face them. “We’re not having sex tonight.”
“Wait, what? Why not?” Lia sputtered.
“Because we’re not jumping into this a million miles an hour. We’re going to take it slow. We’re in no hurry, and we’re going to savor this. Savor you.”
“But what if I want—”
Cam’s expression darkened. “I told you we would call the shots. Consider this us doing that.”
“But—”
Travis reached out and squeezed her other hand with his. “But nothing. We’ve waited this long, one more night isn’t going to kill any of us.” The corners of his mouth curled into a smile as he glanced to Cam and then back to Lia. “But that doesn’t mean we aren’t going to tease you until you come harder than you’ve ever come in your life.”
Heat burned Lia’s cheeks, but it was a punch of lust, not embarrassment, that was driving it. As of right now, she’d made the decision to check her inhibitions and shyness at the door.
“Okay.”
Both men rose, and between them, Lia felt sheltered and tiny. At 5’6”, she wasn’t used to feeling small—at least not in the normal world, but here at the ranch, all of the men seemed to be giant, so feeling short wasn’t a new development. But when two had men flanked her before, her instincts would riot, sending panic racing through her. But right now—between these two men? She felt nothing but content. She loved that they were big and strong and able to protect her.
Cam slid his fingers through hers, and Travis gripped her other hand. Together, they walked toward the bedroom, with Cam leading the way. Crossing the threshold, her eyes landed on the king-sized bed, covered in a navy blue quilt, taking up the majority of the room.
They all paused at the foot of the bed.
“Second thoughts?” Cam asked.
“None,” she replied, courage rising even stronger.
“You’re fucking amazing, Lia. You need to know that. Fucking amazing.”
She looked up at them both. “Thank you. You make me feel amazing.”
“You want me to make you feel even more amazing?” Travis asked, sinking to his knees in front of her. “Because I want my mouth on this sweet pussy, too. I’ve been dying to know how you taste for so goddamn long.”
Turn down oral? Not likely. Lia nodded absently. “Yes. Yes to more amazing.”
Travis’s fingers found the button of her jeans and the zipper before peeling the denim down her legs.
“Whoa, sweetheart, you forget something here?” Once again, Travis ran the backs of his knuckles over skin.
Confused, Lia looked down and then laughed self-consciously. “Ummm … I didn’t think my panties were the sexiest … so I kind of left them off.”
Travis leaned in, and she felt his next words spoken against her navel. “No need to wear them ever again as far as I’m concerned,” he breathed. He dragged his lips from her belly button all the way down to her pussy.
She shivered at the contact, anticipating the first brush of his tongue against her most sensitive flesh.
Big hands landed on her hips, and her eyes flew to Cam’s. He said nothing, just slid behind her until he was seated on the bed and lifted her easily into his lap. He hooked one leg over each of his and ran his palms up her belly to cup her breasts before dragging his thumbs back and forth over her nipples.
Lia melted into him, dropping her head back onto his shoulder. Fuck. He was solid heat against her back. Any other thoughts flew from her head as they seemingly coordinated their movements.
Cam’s forefingers and thumbs pinched and rolled her nipples as Travis spread her lips and dragged his tongue up her slit.
“Oh my God,” Lia moaned. Pleasure unfurled as they continued. Travis, sucking and licking and tasting, and Cam, tugging and teasing. Travis’s lips closed around her clit as desire sparked through her.
She’d wondered if she’d be able to come, and hadn’t been convinced of the fact, but the orgasm was already building. She rocked her hips forward, encouraging Travis—wrapping a hand around the back of his head and scraping her nails down the back of his buzzed hair—something she knew he loved.
He groaned against her pussy, and Lia’s own moan broke free.