I surrendered to the heat, the pressure, the rhythm of two people who knew my boundaries, my limits, my secrets and pushed me beyond all of them. My breath hitched, chest rising and falling like a storm breaking free.
I felt Majesty press closer, his lips grazing mine, teasing the edge of a kiss that would ignite everything. My lips parted, ready to meet him, ready to give in entirely. The moment stretched, suspended between heaven and temptation.
“Cami… wake up.”
The voice breaking through the haze was sharp, teasing, and insistent and belonged to Lex.
The heat, the sensation, the temptation vanished in a flash. I bolted upright, heart pounding, pulse racing, breath ragged. My skin was flushed, my body alive in ways that made me shiver and groan. My hand went to my lips, tasting the phantom of Majesty’s kiss, feeling the ghost of Lex’s touch.
I pressed my palms to my chest, trying to calm the fire that still raged beneath my skin. But the ache remained, lingering in my core, in my muscles, in the part of me that hadn’t realized how much I needed them both.
Lex sat on the edge of the bed, arms crossed, a smirk tugging at his lips, his presence still steady. “You moaned my name,” he said, voice low but amused. “Thought you should know.”
I groaned, covering my face. “You’re terrible, Sir,” I muttered, heart still racing. He still had on those damn sweats and though his hair wasn’t wet anymore, it was still messy-sexy and it softened his otherwise hard demeanor.
My arousal was so intense that it throbbed in my core, desperately begging for relief. I tried to breathe in and exhale the tension that seemed to be pulling me under. I needed to be fucked and I hated how much control my hormones had over me at the moment.
Relax, you can do this.Or maybe he needed to get out so I could masturbate.
“No, baby,” he said, leaning closer, voice softening. “I’m exactly what you need.”
My mind spun, body still tingling, and in that moment I realized: the dream wasn’t over. Not in me. Not with them. It was wrapped in my reality and that’s why I couldn’t shake it. I wanted them both. Right now, it was all about Lex and the way he was looking at me.
Lex’s hands traced the curve of my waist, pulling me closer until I could feel the heat of him, pressing into every inch of me. His breath ghosted along my ear, sending shivers down my spine.
“Cami,” he murmured, low and deliberate, “look at me.”
I looked up slowly, my lips just inches from his, heart hammering as I met his gaze. There was no rush, only the weight of expectation, the knowledge that every second would stretchlong enough to make me melt. Feeling more than Lex’s eyes on me, I turned to see Majesty in the doorway, silent, watching. My focus went back to Lex and the way his irises darkened with need, the way his hands guided me, steady and insistent.
I arched into him instinctively, lips brushing his, testing, teasing. He deepened the kiss slowly, a deliberate dance of exploration, until it consumed us. I could feel his tongue, warm and demanding, tracing mine, mapping me, coaxing me further.
His hands roamed, exploring my curves, pulling me flush against him, and the friction, the closeness, the shared breath made me forget where Majesty was. Almost.
Lex’s hands slipped lower, cupping and kneading with a precision that made me arch instinctively, a soft moan escaping my lips. I gasped at the sensation, heat pooling low in my belly. Every nerve was alive, every breath jagged, every thought consumed by him.
Majesty’s eyes burned into me from the doorway, silent but impossibly present, and the tension between the three of us made my skin buzz. Desire, longing, and curiosity all collided, and I realized I didn’t want to fight it right now. Not with either of them.
Lex pulled back just enough to look into my eyes again, lips brushing my jaw, whispering, “You’re ours right now, Cami. Just this. Nothing else matters.”
I trembled, heart racing, caught between surrender and hesitation, and the knowledge that Majesty was watching made every nerve end pulse. I knew what was coming, what he wanted, what I wanted and it was intoxicating. And just like that, the moment stretched, poised on the edge of temptation. Lex lowered down my body, between my legs. I gasped when he nipped my mound.
“Do you remember your safe word?” he asked.
“Red…” I moaned because he was dragging his nose along the creases of my thighs.
“Good girl,” and then he dropped his head low, pulling my clit into his mouth.
I tried to be quiet, not give in to the sensations. Majesty was still in the doorway, leaning, watching, waiting. He didn’t move toward me, but he gripped the doorframe. Was he angry? I froze, but then I noticed the bulge in his basketball shorts that rode low on his hips and his erection tenting the front. He was aroused by watching.
Lex was busy keeping the arousal flowing physically and Majesty was in my head. I watched the restraint as he stayed where he was, knowing that he wanted to be in here too. I could imagine his lips on mine while Lex stayed between my legs. Majesty cupping my breasts and kissing along my neck. Lex inside me while I sucked Majesty. Majesty tasting me while Lex sucked my nipples. Flashes of images moved quickly inside my mind as I considered the possibilities. I could feel the differences of them inside me, on me, with me…
My body shook hard, conveying how aroused I’d gotten. How hot being with both men could be. I was into it. Had to be because the orgasm mounting inside was promising to be the most massive that I’ve ever had. To be watched, touched, and for them both to be inside my head…
“Sir!” I screamed so loud that it echoed back to me.
Majesty growled and Lex moaned his approval into my skin as he feasted. He pushed fingers inside me and arched them against my g-spot as he stroked it.
“Hmm…” I hummed. My body seemed to be begging him as it arched toward his mouth. I didn’t want his fingers, not any more. He needed to be inside me, fucking all thoughts out of my head.
