I cup her cheek, stroking her cheekbone with my thumb. She shivers, looking up at me with big eyes.
“Then get on your knees.”
THIRTY-EIGHT
SUMMER
What. Is. Happening.
My head is spinning, and the room feels too bright, like I’ve stood up too fast. I can feel all three men’s eyes on me like a physical weight. Slowly, I drop onto the soft rug.
Alec kneels and pulls me sideways across his lap, so I’m on all fours with my belly stretched over his thighs.
“Okay?” he asks quietly.
“Very.”
He nods. “I like this position,” he decides, smoothing a hand over my hair, gently combing through some tangles. “Fraser. Kneel down here and kiss her. We’re not going any further until she’s dripping for us.”
Fraser chuckles. “Right you are, boss.” He crouches in front of me, grinning. His eyes sparkle like citrine in the firelight. “Hiya, sweetheart.”
“Hey,” I croak.
He tilts his head. “Bit of a unique position you’ve got yourself into.”
“Yep.”
“Now, Fraser,” Alec orders. “And do it right, please.”
“How are you even more bossy in bed,” Fraser mutters, cupping my jaw in his hands and pressing his lips to mine. I sigh into the kiss. As his lips move against mine, Alec strokes me, sweeping his hand up and down my spine in a rhythmic, soothing motion. It’s sending little electric tingles rushing through my skin. I peep over Fraser’s shoulder. Cameron is still standing back in the shadows, observing silently.
Alec tuts. “Do better, Fraser. She’s getting distracted.”
Fraser makes a rough noise, sliding his tongue against mine, and I let my eyes fall shut, losing myself in the kiss. Time blurs as we make out on the soft rug. Alec keeps petting me, and the fire warms my skin. It’s not long before I’m panting against Fraser’s mouth.
“Enough,” Alec announces. “Let me check her.” Fraser pulls back and looks at me, his eyes black. His lips are red and wet. Alec lets his roaming hand slide lower, slowly swiping his big fingers between my wet folds. The brief brush of pressure is almost unbearable, and I feel my whole body jolt in his arms. Alec shushes me softly, lifting his fingers to examine them. They glisten in the firelight.
“Beautiful,” Alec tells me and licks my juices off his fingers. “Lovely, sweetheart.”
I don’t respond. I can’t. Alec’s eyes flash over my head. “She’s ready,” he announces. “Fraser, stand, strip, get behind her.”
Fraser chuckles. “Hey, so is anyone else a bit turned on that Alec is a secret dom?”
I raise my hand. Fraser winks at me, stands, and checks the pocket of his jeans. “Well, I’ve only got one Trojan on me, so you guys are outta luck. I would share, but it’s really hard to get them in XXL.”
“How would you know,” Alec mutters.
“You are literally about to see my dick, pal, so maybe it’s not the best time to be running your mouth?—”
“I have the implant,” I blurt out. Both men go silent. I flush. “And, um. I haven’t been with anyone since I last got tested. I’m clear. If you guys are…?”
“Jesus.” Fraser wipes a hand over his face. “I’m having one of those dreams again. Aye, I’m good. Cam?”
Cameron nods.
Alec’s fingers touch under my chin, forcing me to look at him. “So am I,” he says softly. “Are you sure you want this?”
I nod. My breath is coming faster at the thought of it. I don’t know what’s come over me. A few days ago, I’d never even had a three-way, and now I’m asking three men to come inside me. But the thought is so hot it makes my belly crunch.
