even some from her culture’s long-distant past. She knew intellectually there was supposed to be a difference between having sex and making love, but she’d never experienced it. Maybe with the cousins, she could find the exchange of emotion that would elevate the sexual act to that sublime level of which the poets in both their cultures wrote.
In her dream, Michael and David were in her room with her. They were in her bed and all three of them were naked. While Michael was the brawnier of the two, her desire flared at seeing that David was just as fit and had the same wide, strong shoulders. His deep blue eyes glittered down at her as his cousin’s warm brown gaze flowed over her body like a caress. She was in the middle of the suddenly expanded bed with Michael leaning on his elbow on one side and David on the other. Both cousins were about the same height but Michael’s bulk always made him seem somehow bigger, but not now.
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Now, with their clothes off, both men were equally devastating, equally masculine, and equally desirable.
Jaci felt her temperature spike with the undeniable heat of passion.
“Well, is it like you expected?” Mike wanted to know.
“Is what like I expected?”
“Having us both in bed with you.” David’s voice was accompanied by a sweep of his big hand down her arm. She was under a thin sheet but both of them were gloriously nude above it where she could look her fill.
“I hadn’t given it much thought until just recently.”
“We have.” Michael reached over and kissed her sweetly, one hand cupping her cheek. “Almost from the first moment we saw you, we dreamed of you in our arms, and in our beds. We’ve wanted to be with you for a very long time, Jaci.”
“Really?”
David captured her attention by pulling the sheet down and placing his warm palm over one of her breasts, cupping her and toying with the hardening peak. She hadn’t known her sensitive skin could enjoy such stimulation, but then she was learning a lot from these two men that she’d never even contemplated before.
“Really,” David said, just before his lips latched onto her breast, sucking with gentle but exciting pressure. Michael moved down and swirled his tongue around her other nipple before sucking it into his mouth, tugging with the same rhythm as his cousin.
She noted the expressions on their handsome faces, so tender they nearly stole her breath. She held them to her with trembling hands, sinking her fingers deep into their hair—Michael’s short and fuzzy, tickling her palm and David’s longer waves that teased her senses with luxurious silkiness. She’d never known such pleasure just from having a man?no, make that two men?lick her skin.
Michael ripped the sheet away from her body, his fingers roaming downward to the juncture of her thighs. David pulled at her leg, urging her to make room for their hands as both men laved at her sensitive breasts. She spread her legs and they moaned in near unison as they zeroed in on her most sensitive areas.
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David lifted her leg over his hip, attacking from underneath, using his long fingers to push deep into her channel, taking the wetness gathering there and moving it down just a bit to the pucker of her ass.
Michael’s skilled fingers played along her folds while his other hand shaped her breast, kneading as he began to nip at the peak in a way that excited her beyond all reason.
“Do you like that?” David raised his head to watch her reaction. “Do you like him biting you, nipping at your tasty skin?” Mutely she nodded, unable to speak beyond her incredible excitement. “Good.” His murmur of approval was followed by a satisfied smile as he moved down her body, lifting her leg over his shoulder as he left her field of vision. She didn’t know what to expect but when his wet tongue dove into her channel, she nearly screamed.
Michael lifted his head and looked down her long body to where his cousin was feasting on her, a smile of