Ryder grins, dropping to his knees in front of Dominic. “I’m used to taking cock. I’ll go first.” He looks up at Dominic with a challenge in his eyes. “Let me show you what you’ve been missing.”
I prop myself up on my elbows, ignoring my body’s protests. There’s no way I’m missing this. Three powerful, gorgeously inked men circling each other like predators, testing boundaries and discovering new hungers.
Liam moves behind Ryder, his hands stroking down Ryder’s back before spreading his cheeks. The look on his face as he kneels behind Ryder is almost reverent. Dominant as he is with women, there’s something different in the way he approaches this.
Dominic stands like a god before them both, one hand tangling in Ryder’s hair, guiding him forward.
From where I’m sprawled across the sheets, I have the perfect view of what can only be described as the most erotic tableau I’ve ever witnessed.
Ryder takes Dominic’s impressive length into his mouth, his throat working as he swallows him deep
Dominic’s head is thrown back, eyes half-lidded, his jaw clenched tight. Unlike his commanding presence with me, he’s quieter now, as though still adjusting to this new experience. His groans are restrained, almost reluctant, but his body can’t lie—his hips push forward instinctively, seeking more.
Behind them, Liam watches with hungry eyes, stroking himself with long, measured pulls. He leans forward, spitting deliberately onto Ryder’s exposed ass. The crude gesture sends heat flooding through me again. How is it possible I still want more after everything they’ve done to me?
“Fuck,” Dominic hisses, his fingers tightening in Ryder’s hair. His thighs tense, and with obvious effort, he pulls Ryder off his cock. “If you want a cock in your ass, get on the bed next to Cora. On your hands and knees.”
The command in his voice quickens my pulse. Ryder looks almost victorious as he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand.
Liam clears his throat, stepping forward. “Maybe I should be the one to fuck Ryder,” he suggests, his voice husky with desire. “While you fuck me.” A flash of vulnerability crosses his face, quickly replaced by heat. “I’ve always wanted to be in the middle of a train.”
The image his words conjure—the three of them connected, moving together—sends a fresh pulse of arousal through me. Without consciously deciding to, my hand drifts between my legs, finding myself slick and swollen. I can’t help the soft moan that escapes me as I touch myself.
Three pairs of eyes snap to me, remembering my presence. The hunger in their gazes as they watch my fingers move between my thighs only intensifies my arousal.
Dominic’s dark eyes find mine, a knowing smile playing on his lips. “You enjoying the show, baby?” he asks, his voice a low rumble that vibrates through me.
I should be embarrassed—I’m touching myself while watching three men I barely knew hours ago preparing to have sex with each other. Instead, I feel strangely powerful. Desired. Free.
“Yes,” I admit, my voice breathy. “I want to see all of you. Together.”
Something flashes in Dominic’s eyes—surprise, maybe, at my boldness. But it’s quickly replaced with that commanding presence that makes my insides clench.
“You heard her,” Dominic says to the others, reaching for the bottle of lube on the nightstand. He squeezes a generous amount onto his palm, then strokes it over his impressive length, never taking his eyes off me.
Liam follows suit, coating his cock with lube. His movements are more efficient but no less erotic. “On your knees, Ryder,” he commands.
Ryder positions himself beside me on the bed, his face close enough that I can see his pupils dilated with desire. His cock stands rigid against his stomach as Liam moves behind him, fingers glistening with lube as he prepares Ryder’s entrance.
I watch, mesmerized, as Liam’s fingers disappear inside Ryder, who closes his eyes and lets out a guttural moan. When Liam finally positions the head of his cock at Ryder’s entrance and pushes forward, the groan that escapes him is almost primal.
“Fuck,” Liam hisses, gripping Ryder’s hips. “You’re so fucking tight.”
Ryder’s face contorts with pleasure as Liam begins to move, establishing a rhythm that has Ryder’s body rocking beside me, his cock bobbing with each thrust.
Meanwhile, Dominic moves behind Liam, bottle of lube in hand. His eyes lock with mine as he applies more to his cock, then reaches between Liam’s cheeks. I can’t see exactly what he’s doing, but Liam’s sudden intake of breath and the way his rhythm falters tell me everything.
“Easy,” Dominic murmurs, working his fingers into Liam’s ass with surprising gentleness for a man who was so rough with me earlier.
Liam’s thrusts into Ryder are slow as he adjusts to Dominic’s preparation, his breath catching with each twist of those skilled fingers.
“You ready for Daddy’s cock?” Dominic asks, his voice a dangerous growl.
Liam’s response is immediate—a moan so deep and primal it barely sounds human. “Fuck yes, Daddy,” he gasps, the words spilling from his lips.
Dominic’s eyes flash with satisfaction as he positions himself. With one powerful thrust, he buries himself inside Liam, who immediately stills his movements into Ryder. Liam’s entire body goes rigid, his head thrown back, mouth open.
“Jesus fucking Christ,” Liam finally manages, his eyes rolling back. His composure completely shatters. Even in the dim light, I can see the flush spreading across his chest, the tremor in his thighs.
