Hayden pulled me back against this broad, hairless chest. He lifted me with an arm around my waist while Declan thrust up into me, slowly at first, then faster—sometimes hard, and others gentle. There was no pattern, slow and gentle, then fast and hard, before he rearranged the pieces of what he was doing to me, and everything would change.
Through it all, Hayden was there, supporting me, his muscles firm and strong against my back while he kissed me. His hand wrapped around my throat even when his lips brushed against my ear, “Kiss him until he’s so distracted he doesn’t know what’s happening.”
I fell forward, into Declan’s arms, just as Hayden told me to, kissing him. Our mouths meshed together, all teeth and tongues, and panting breaths. Wild, intensely so, and so ferocious. I kissed him, but that’s where my control ended. He took over, consuming mouth with his.
He must be a mastermind, a sexual genius, because the whole time, he moved in and out of me, still in the crazy sporadic way he had been when Hayden held me, kissed me, but his hands were everywhere. He had three brains. It was the only explanation.
Then the world tilted on its axis. Declan moaned into my mouth, his hand fisting my hair.
“Fuck, vato, you taste good.”
Taste?
“Oh God!”
Hayden’s tongue danced around Declan and me, where we joined. His hand wiggled between us until he played with the bundle of nerves that set off rockets in my groin, shooting them to my brain where they laid waste to everything but what they were doing to me and how I felt.
Clenching and fluttering and pulsing deep within my core set off more rockets or… oh, my goodness… something. Everything vibrated and quivered while Declan’s tongue mimicked his dick, moving in and out of my mouth with the same rhythm that set me adrift in sea of emotion and sensations.
Sex had never been like this before. Not with anyone. Even yesterday with just Declan, it had been better than anything ever, but today, sandwiched between them, it was mindblowingly spectacular. And I let go. I handed them my body. They found the locks to whatever unleashed what I was feeling, and they opened them, as if they had the keys to something no one else even knew existed.
Declan arched his back, breaking the kiss as he hissed and cursed. All his movements ceased as he tensed up.
“Fuck! Goddammit, Papi. Did you forget you’re packing a motherfucking baseball bat in your pants?”
“Shut up. You love it.”
“Doesn’t mean some warning…”
“We’ve covered that. There’s no fun in it. Now quit whining and acting like you don’t love the burn.”
Hayden slipped behind me, one arm banded around my torso, holding me to him, raising and lowering me on Declan as he pistoned within him. His filthy mouth nipped and sucked at my flesh when he wasn’t talking dirty about how we made him feel, what he was doing to us, and on and on.
Declan’s voice joined Hayden’s, he mainly grunted and groaned. His hands toyed and played with alll the good places that made my body sing with happiness. So much happiness. All of it. The sounds, the words, the feelings, the sensations pushed me closer and closer. The position didn’t move me much, but Hayden, somehow positioned me so Declan’s dick hit all the right spots in all the right ways.
I loved being surrounded by them. I loved… no. Too soon. I liked them. I liked how they made me feel.
It all blended and mixed, twisting and rolling together like the waves of an ocean, and I rode them. The super yummy floaty feeling Declan gave me yesterday built and built. I was so close. So, so, so, so close.
A moment later, pleasure exploded through me, and I keened at the sweet, hot pain rolling through, around, and over me.
Until it vanished.
Everything stopped.
My eyes popped open as someone lifted me in the air. Hayden’s face flashed as he took my mouth in a bruising kiss.
“No! Papi! Please! Please, please, please.”
“Shh, don’t worry, pequeña. Papi’s going to take care of you. I promise. Get on your hands and knees. We’re gonna sandwich your Daddy between us, and make him lose his shit.”
I scrambled up the bed, my shoulders and chest dropping to the mattress my butt in the air like Hayden demanded.
“Fuck, vato, look at her ass! So goddamn stunning.”
“Yeah, it is,” Daddy said, the bed rolling under us as they moved.
My head dropped to my crossed arms, and I waited, so ready for what was coming. The orgasm they denied me still burned on the edges of my mind, and I wanted it.
