Wow, if that was just the start, what would the rest be like?
It just might kill me, but I decided it would be a pretty amazing way to go.
24
Alyssa
Despite the fact that I could barely move, Flynn pulled me up into a sitting position. “Take off your robe,” he ordered. “That goes for all of you. The time for clothing is over.”
He was a man who led by example. He got to his feet at the side of the bed and without breaking eye contact, he pushed his jeans down.
I moaned as his cock sprang free. It was thick and long, and without conscious thought, I reached my hand out toward it. Flynn chuckled and fisted it roughly. He treated his body with the same powerful strength that he treated mine, and I couldn’t tear my eyes away.
But he’d told us to take off the rest of our clothes, and I was more than willing. I tugged the edge of the teddy out from under me, bunching it at my waist. But when I was about to pull it over my head, Flynn climbed back on the bed. “I’ll do that,” he said.
I laid my head back on the pillows as he placed his hand on my stomach. His touch sent tingles of anticipation through me. Then I was completely distracted by the sight of Spencer and Raphael. Their bare, muscular bodies took my breath away as they climbed back onto the bed.
Oh, god. Three men. Three naked men.
And three cocks.
I was immensely grateful that Spencer had left the bathroom light on as I examined them. His cock was long and thick, too. It looked like their eyes weren’t the only physical similarity between the two brothers. I’d never thought about it before, but I supposed it made sense they’d have a similar girth and length.
Raphael’s cock bobbed under him as he crawled over to me. His wasn’t as thick as the others’, but it looked to be even longer. I squirmed at the thought of the spot it could reach inside me.
There was a light touch on my side, and I looked down to see Spencer grasping the string on one side of my panties. Raphael settled on my other side and took hold of the other. God, once they pulled those, I’d be almost completely bare to them. I wanted that—I wanted that and so much more—but it felt like a big step.
But these guys knew me, and they made it easy for me. Spencer winked at me and then looked at his brother-in-law. “On three?”
Raphael grinned. “Should we make a wish first?”
I giggled. “I’m not a wishbone.”
Flynn snorted. “Too bad, because I wish to bo—”
“Three,” Spencer said, cutting off his brother. He and Raphael both gave a light tug and cool air flowed over my bare skin. I could feel their eyes on me, and I knew that there were no more secrets. We were all vulnerable with each other with nothing left to hide.
It was scary. It was risky, even. But it was also hot as hell.
Then Flynn’s large hand landed on my stomach, and I realized that I wasn’t completely naked, at least not yet. He peeled the teddy upward. I lifted my head so he could slip it over me, but that wasn’t what he had in mind. He stopped when the soft fabric was sliding across my face. My mouth and nose were uncovered, but all I could see was the peach-colored fabric.
I felt Flynn’s warm breath on my neck. “Did you know I like to blindfold women in bed?”
A delicious shiver tore through me. “No, I didn’t.” But it didn’t surprise me all that much.
“I like controlling their senses, and especially, taking one away. It makes them shiver in anticipation, wondering what I’m going to do next.” His callused hand cupped my breast, squeezing it. A moment later, someone echoed his touch on the other side. It was exciting that I couldn’t be sure who it was.
“I could leave this here.” Flynn’s voice was a seductive and dangerous whisper as he ran a finger lightly over the lingerie covering my eyes. “But I’ll tell you a secret.”
My body quivered as I hung on his every word.
“I don’t have to blindfold you.” He yanked the teddy up over my head, and suddenly I could see again. “I can rob you of one of your senses in a different way.”
My breath caught in my throat as I wondered what he meant.
Flynn stared me down, making me wait. When he was sure he had my complete attention—and boy, did he—he let go of my breast and lifted his hands.
Then he looked up at Spencer and Raphael and very deliberately signed something to them.
My breath hitched as I realized what was happening. Flynn was right, he did have a way to take away one of my senses. He wasn’t making a sound, yet he was communicating with the other two—and I didn’t have a single clue what he was saying.