Wrong Turn, Right Path

Chapter 22 - Jemma's POV

Selene's advice had worked like a charm. Prior to us leaving she had told me that if I really wanted to drive them crazy a little bit of dirty talk given in an innocent manner would do the trick. After their teasing in the car and the heated makeout session that was interrupted earlier I was a horny mess and this was after they took care of me last night. I could only imagine how they're feeling now. Judging by the way Nate is practically running up the stairs with Nick not too far behind I would say they are in dire need as well.

We barely make it into the room before Nick slams the door shut and locks it before literally tearing his shirt off as Nate sets me on my feet. We all scramble to get naked as quickly as possible, it wasn't graceful it was clumsy and rushed with many buttons flying and fabric being torn.

"Who won?" Nick growls as his naked body prowls towards me.

"Won? Won what?" yeah, my brain is completely consumed with the tall muscular bodies of my mates. Hard planes with not an ounce of spare flesh covered in smooth skin and black tribal tattoos. I can feel myself practically drip with anticipation.

They growl in unison before Nate says "You said the first to stand with a good excuse would get to cum in you first." his smirk held promises of untold ecstasy. "I stood first."

"I gave the excuse." Nick says as they have both moved to flank me.

The predatory gleam in their eyes should have scared me but instead it amped up the anticipation even more. "Seems like it's a tie then." I shrug standing naked between the two most gorgeous men I've ever seen.

They exchanged a glance before they both pounced at me. I tried to jump out of the way but they were quick. "I like that answer" Nate says as he claims my mouth in a kiss that steals my breath and clears my mind of all coherent thought.

Nick kneels beside me and takes one of my nipples in his mouth while is hand burns a trail across my stomach and down to my soaked cleft. I spread my legs slightly to give him better access as I thread my fingers into Nate's hair, clinging to him for all I'm worth.

Nick shifts so he's kneeling in front of me as he drags his mouth across my skin alternating between kisses, nips, and sucks until here replaces his fingers with his tongue on my clit. He lifted one of my legs and draped it over his shoulder opening me up fully to him.

Nate broke the kiss and trailed his mouth along my jaw towards my ear as I gasped for breath. One of my hands fell to the back of Nick's head while the other maneuvered the plains and valleys of Nate's muscles until I finally found his cock. He growled as I tried to wrap my hand around it my fingertips not even touching. He was massive. Long, thick and pulsing under my hand. Satin covered steel that was almost too hot to touch.

I looked down at him as a drop of pre-cum formed on his slit. I rubbed my thumb over the crown smearing the slick substance around. The hiss that escaped his mouth was all the confirmation I needed to know that he was as on edge as me.

"I want to taste you." I say to both of them.

Nick moved so somehow both of my legs were draped over his shoulders as he stood up his mouth still latched onto my pussy. Sucking, licking, nibbling, flicking. Keeping me right on edge but not quite letting me fall. He walked over to the bed and flopped me down on my back without missing a drop of my juices that seemed to be constantly flowing from me.