“Then there’s no point in you struggling to wearthis,” he says, his lips brushing my ear lobe. “Might as well get it out of the way.”
“I’ll say one thing, though,” Toby adds as he joins us. “Even tight, it looks sublime on you, Willow.”
“It does?” I whisper, closing my eyes for a moment as I rest my head on Cole’s shoulder, drunk on his cologne.
His hard cock pokes my buttock while his fingers aptly untie the satin laces at the back. Toby comes around to the front with a hungry look in his eyes as he gently removes the shoulder straps. His lips stretch as he reveals my breasts, which have grown tender since the pregnancy.
My nipples respond to his attention, perked and stiff and begging for his tongue. He obliges with a growing appetite while Cole rolls the lingerie down until it slips off my legs and falls to the floor.
Before long, I’m surrounded by my men. I help them out of their clothes while our mouths clash and our tongues wrestle. I taste faint hints of wine and whiskey on their lips. I’m drunk with arousal as their hands roam all over my body. Their ragged breaths make me smile as they knead and squeeze and pinch until I’m soaking wet and begging for more.
Toby and Asher lead me to the couch.
“I’ve missed this,” I breathe as Asher sits down and pulls me on top of him.
“And I’ve missed this, all of this,” Asher replies and squeezes my breasts, his cock stirring under my gaze. Toby climbs up on the sofa as his brother lowers himself slightly, allowing him to sit on the backrest.
In an instant, my mind makes the connection, and I understand what’s about to happen. I turn my head to see Cole settle behind me. He caresses my buttocks with a loving gaze, biting his lower lip as I feel the tip of his erection probing my entrance.
“I want you all,” I say the words out loud, then look up at Toby.
His cock is in his hand, and he’s stroking it slowly as he waits for me. I wrap my lips around the head, tasting him. He’s hot and slightly salty in my mouth. At the same time, I slide onto Asher’s monstrous member as he squeezes my breasts tighter and tighter.
When Cole joins him inside me, my pussy stretches in the best way, slick beyond my wildest dreams.
“I told you, Willow, you were made for us,” Cole grunts and pulls back, ever so slowly. I moan, my mouth full of Toby as I fondle his rock-hard balls with one hand and grip the base of his cock tightly before I let him go all the way in.
A rhythm begins to build. They ease me into it at first. My hips sway, our hearts beating faster with every movement.
“You are perfection,” Cole grunts and digs his fingers into my hips. “Every curve, every inch of you is perfection.”
“Your heart, your mind, your strength,” Asher says.
I lock eyes with Toby as he deep-throats me into oblivion, his brow furrowed as he unleashes his inner beast. I ride Asher while Cole fucks me from behind. I’m filled to the brim, and my cries of raw pleasure are muffled as the heat rises and the rhythmintensifies.
My clit presses against Asher’s groin, and it triggers a mind-blowing orgasm. I shudder and writhe in their grip. I come, gushing, as they take me harder and deeper and further than I’ve ever been.
And when they come, I welcome every drop. I drink Toby whole, unraveling at the core as Asher stiffens and fills me with his seed. Cole holds out for last, pounding into me like there’s no tomorrow. I love the sound of skin slapping skin, and when his hand comes down to smack my ass, I come again, screaming in sweet ecstasy, until he joins me.
“Oh, yes!” I cry out, and Cole wraps his arm around my neck.
Colors explode before my eyes as I soften, and I collapse on top of Asher for the longest minute. Soon, they carry me off to bed, where more lovemaking awaits. I surrender over and over until the sunrise finds us spent and sleeping.
25
ASHER
The way she gives herself to us is like nothing I’ve ever experienced before. She’s putty in our hands, complete and unbreakable trust. Willow is the woman my brothers and I have been waiting for. There’s no doubt about it anymore.
There’s only the question of how far the three of us are willing to go in order to keep her, to make her ours, so we can build a future together.
“Willow is still sleeping,” I tell Cole and Toby as I join them in the kitchen.
We’re tired but energized at the same time. It’s the Willow effect, and I love it.
The smell of freshly brewed coffee fills me up before I take the first sip and sit next to my brothers at the table. A lazy January sun sneaks through broken clouds, casting its shy light over the city.
“Does she seem different to you?” Cole asks, a slight frown fluttering across his forehead.
