I go to lift myself up, which is relatively hard after being upside down, so Jonah helps, cradling my head, only to see Cole leaning against the doorway.
“What do you say, Shy?” he asks.
It’s a no brainer, as I part my legs to the best of my ability. This fucking cast is really pissing me off.
Cole shuts the door behind him as Jonah lets my head fall. My skull braced against the side of the mattress.
I can feel Cole’s weight on the bed, and I nearly startle as his hands press against my thighs.
Cole wastes no time devouring my pussy like it’s his job. It makes giving Jonah head even messier, but he doesn’t seem to mind as he thrusts in and out of my mouth. Filth slipping between his lips as he holds and fucks my throat.
“You look so fucking pretty with my cock down your throat. Is Cole treating that pussy right?” he asks, not that he leaves my mouth to answer.
My garbled moans around him are enough of an undignified response.
Cole pushes two fingers inside of me, which has me arching my back. Their hands are roaming around my body and I can guess who is whose, but it doesn’t matter. I might be fully debauched, in a submissive position, but I couldn’t feel more revered.
Cole is hitting the right spot and I can’t help it, I’m falling apart. His tongue and fingers are moving at a pace to make me come fast, not tease, and I couldn’t be more grateful. He’s sucking on my clit while curling two fingers inside of me; it’s making it hard to do much of anything except enjoy myself. I can barely keep up with Jonah’s thrusts and I know he’s going to come soon with the way his inflated knot is hitting my nose.
Jonah pulls out of my lips, spit trailing on the side of my cheek as my orgasm hits me. I’m completely disoriented. I’m sure my face is pink as I pant and moan and squeeze my eyes shut in absolute pleasure.
Warm heat splashes against my chest and I don’t give a shit as I ride out this orgasm. It washes over me like a wave as my body slowly comes down from its high. I keep my eyes closed, catching my breath as the guys help me shift back on the bed. I feel completely lightheaded and limp with the aftermath of my release.
Cole using his forearm to wipe slick off his face doesn’t help either. Not when he’s giving me a lazy, satisfied grin. I definitely made the right choice letting him partake tonight.
“I’ll be right back,” Jonah says. I just nod, cause I need a minute, anyway.
Cole helps me re-situate on the bed, before rubbing his face along my neck and hair, scent marking me.
He’s scent marking me after sex. I’ve…I’ve never had anyone do that before. I can’t help the slight whimper that rolls off my tongue or how I feel at a loss for words. Cole doesn’t notice. He just keeps marking me with his honeysuckle scent, like this isn’t a revelation for me.
But when a warm towel is placed on my chest and I open my eyes, concerned blue ones look at me.
“Was that too much?”
Cole finally pulls back and looks at my face, worry takes over his features, and I quickly shake my head.
“No. Everything was perfect, the scent marking it just…It made me happy,” I say, glancing over at Cole. “Stay the night, both of you?”
“Of course,” Jonah says easily, cleaning what I now realize is his cum off my breasts, before cleaning between my legs.
They both take a side of the bed, with me perfectly squashed in the middle. Both of them tug on the blankets, giving each other dirty looks.
“We need a bigger pack bed,” Cole blurts.
“Yeah,” Jonah says, yanking the blanket to where Cole gives up and just sticks with a sheet.
I feel nearly whole, if only there was a place for Mack in this situation.
We’re definitely going to need a bigger bed.
Chapter 22
Cole
Beingunemployed is far more enjoyable than I thought it would ever be. Truthfully, I’d been working since I got paid under the table to bus tables at twelve, left for the Air Force at eighteen, got my commercial pilot’s license at twenty-one, and then took various jobs as a pilot.
Granted, my last stint with a budget airline wasn’t my favorite, it was necessary. I typically only did East Coast flights. The one time I took a transcontinental flight to cover for a fellow pilot, I landed the Omega I didn’t know I needed.
