Chapter 119: We Love Her In A Different Ways

Lucien

The sight of my wife dozing in the sunlight on the beach did something to me. She was completely unaware that I was approaching, swaying her legs and drawing in the sand with her fingers. She was so relaxed, so calm that I almost hated to disturb her but my hands ticked and patched with the need to touch her sun soaked skin.

Lowering myself over the lounge chair, I peppered her neck and shoulders with soft kisses and grinned against her skin when I felt the goosebumps raise. Pinning her arms with my hands, I took a string of her bikini top between my teeth and gave it a gentle tug, feeling it give way instantly as if it had been waiting on me. She was like a little gift that I couldn't wait to unwrap and instead of covering herself or squirming against the loss of fabric, she rolled on her back, exposing herself to me with a sultry look in her eyes. Her hands roamed my shoulders, neck and torso causing my eyes to close for a second or two.

"Don't look at me like that or I will have to take you right here on this lounge chair." I groaned, barely holding onto my self control.

"It is a private island, isn't it?" She teased without a hint of hesitation.

It was too delicious of an offer to turn down and while I knew she was too sore from the night before to be fucked, I had to have her in some way. My sense heightened the second I decided that I was going to tease my sweet little wife with my mouth until she couldn't see straight. Every experience I had with her was exhilarating and my body hungered for her like a starved animal.

Lowering myself down, I watched carefully for any signs of hesitation, keeping my ears perked for her safe word as I placed several kisses along the fabric of her bikini. Her hum of contentment sent shockwaves down my spine, only fueling my need for her. I lived for those sounds, her whines and whimpers were drug-like and I was desperate for them. Her legs fell to the sides and she closed her eyes as I tongued a line across her abdomen, so much trust. I could have done anything to her at that moment.

Testing her submission, I forced her legs apart, feeling them go limp in my hands as she allowed me to manipulate her body without protest and I watched as her head tipped back and her eyes remained closed, ready for anything I was willing to give her. My mouth pressed against her center with only a thin layer of fabric separating us. I half way expected her to jump or tease but my wife welcomed me there. She spread her legs as a lazy smile stretched across her face.

"Such a good girl," I said against her pussy, letting the heat of my words soak through the fabric.

Her back arched at my praise and she leaned into the firm kiss that I pressed against her clit.

"Lucien," she moaned my name softly to the heavens, wanting more of me.

My mind briefly wandered to the memories of the timid Sophie we had first met, she was wide eyed, scared and hesitant, questioning herself at every turn but now, that timid little submissive was nowhere to be found. She is a goddess, a queen that I had every intention of worshiping until the day I died. I want her, all of her, right then and there.

Unable to stop myself, I untied the strings of her bikini, discarding the bottoms on the sand next to her top. She was completely bare on the lounge with me between her legs and a warm island breeze dancing across her skin. With her head tilted back and her eyes closed, I let the tip of my tongue sweep across her swollen clit with feather-light pressure.

She let out a soft moan, letting her legs fall open even further and giving me room to explore. As if her moans had summoned him, Braton turned his attention towards us, shaking his wet hair before running his hand through it.

"Someone can't stay away." I mumbled against her skin.

I wasn't jealous or irritated that Braton was coming to join us, she was just as much his as she was mine. I felt her body respond to his presence and knew she had to have opened her eyes.

We love her in very different ways because we were very different men but we could make her cum just the same and welcomed every opportunity.

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Braton POV.

I kept a close eye on my wife and Lucien as I cooled myself off in the ocean. The waves rose and fell but my eyes never left them. They were mine to protect and I took that responsibility very seriously.

When I saw Sophie start to shed her bikini, I sucked in a hard breath, trying to stop myself from rushing over there. I forced myself to allow Lucien to have some time with her but when one of her little moans drifted across the air and hit my ears, I couldn't control myself anymore. I tried to keep my stride slow and controlled but the sight of my wife's naked body and Lucien between her legs had me coming undone.

Her head hung off the edge of the lounge chair and she opened her eyes, giving me a small upside down smile. Towering over her with my body dripping wet, I dropped down to my knees near her head and ran my hand across her throat and then down between her breasts.

"Do you like what Lucien is doing to you?" I asked firmly, studying her relaxed position as Lucien devoured her pussy.

She was too lost in her own pleasure to respond. Taking in a fistful of her hair at the base of her skull, I lifted her head towards my lips as I asked her again.

"I ask you a question." I growled, before I let my tongue graze her bottom lip.

"Yes….it feels so good." She moaned lazily, her lips brushing against mine with every word.