I pulled off Jaeson’s cock and nodded my head vigorously.
“Yes,” I gasped. “Please, please make me come.” All I wanted to do was come, but the touch of my own hands wasn’t enough. I needed them.
“Hmm, do you think she deserves it?” Jaeson asked, aiming the question at Luka. “Has she been a good girl?”
Luka thrust inside me and I let out a whine.
“I’d say she’s been more than good.” He reached down and began playing with me, easing the ache between my legs, igniting a fire throughout my body. It only took a few moments before I came with a loud cry, stickiness flowing over Luka’s cock, covering it with slick. I felt myself squeezing and clenching around him, the muscles of my inner walls quivering.
“Oh fuck, princess, you’re gonna make me—“ Luka cut himself off with an almost pained noise and I felt his cock harden even further, the contractions from my orgasm sending him over the edge.
I continued moaning and shuddering, small shocks running up and down my spine.
Jaeson gave a shallow thrust into my mouth. I had just come, but the sensation of him between my lips brought another surging wave of heat between my legs. He gave a twitch of his hips and I knew then he was close.
Jaeson growled low in his chest as he spilled into me. I savored the taste of him on my tongue.
Luka and Jaeson pulled out at the same time. I collapsed forward onto the backrest, exhausted limbs trembling. Jaeson came around and both he and Luka took me in their arms, my body cuddled between them.
“Did you enjoy that, princess?”
I took a moment to catch my breath before answering. “It was amazing.”
“You were such a good girl for us.” Jaeson placed a kiss on my forehead. Luka pulled a package of tissues from his pocket and helped clean me up.
My phone pinged from across the room. I froze.
I wondered if it was the blackmailer. I didn’t want to check. All the worry and apprehension I’d been able to forget returned in full force. Jaeson saw me tense up and must have realized what the problem was. He got up and brought my phone over.
“Do you mind if I…?” he asked, brandishing the phone in his hand.
“Go ahead.”
He looked at the display, the glow of the screen illuminating his face. Unlike Luka, the light didn’t make him look harsh. It softened his features and made him look boyish, rounding out his square jaw.
”It’s just Riot,” he said. “He’s checking in on you.”
I exhaled, sinking back into the sofa. I’d just had an amazing moment with Luka and Jaeson. I wasn’t ready to relive the nightmare again just yet.
“Come hold me,” I said. “That’s all I want right now.”
They complied, surrounding me on the sofa and taking me in their arms. It was perfection, feeling safe and enveloped by these strong men I cared so much for, by these men who cared for me.
“You talked about your jealousy, the last time all three of us were together,” I said. “I’m glad you were able to put that aside for me.”
“It’s like we said before,” Jaeson said, “We only want what’s best for you.”
“But that does remind me,” Luka said. “The three of us were asked to be a part of the fundraising auction. As its for a charitable cause, we all accepted.”
“I understand,” I said, even as a small curl of disappointment formed inside of my heart. “I’ll keep my jealousy in check.”
“What’s a single dance?” Jaeson kissed the side of my face. “I plan on spending as much time with you at the ball as I possibly can.”
“If I go,” I reminded him. “I’m still thinking about it.”
“Let us know when you’ve made a decision.” Luka ran his hand tenderly against the side of my face. “I would be delighted to see you there.”
I settled in with the two of them. The ball could wait. The blackmailer could wait.
The only thing I wanted to think about right then was the feeling of these two men by my side.
