Alec considers me. “Why?” The word feels like the lash of a whip.
“Um.” I squirm. “I want to…feel you.”
“Aye?” His hand trails down to my stomach. “Want to feel us bare inside you? For us to all fill you up? Three men is a lot to take, sweetheart. I’m not sure you can handle it.” His thumb strokes over my lower belly. “You’ll be overflowing. Between us, we’d pump you so full that you’d leak us for days.”
I choke.
“JesusChrist,” Fraser mutters.
“Or is that what you want?” Alec asks me. “Is that part of the fantasy?”
“Yes,” I manage.
He smiles. “You know I’m going to make you say it.”
I squeeze my eyes shut. “I want…you all to fill me up. Get me messy. Make me yours.”
Alec leans back. “Well, then, since you asked so sweetly. You heard her, Fraser.”
“Aye, I did.” There’s the rumple of clothes as Fraser strips. I hear the jangle of his belt as it hits the ground. Then he kneelsbehind me, cupping my bum. “Christ, but you’re a picture from this angle,” he murmurs. “You want me here, boss?”
“Aye. But just tease her at first. I’ll tell you when you can go.”
Fraser swears, and then I feel the rough press of him between my slick lower lips. I bite my tongue, fisting my hands in the rug as he moves. Following Alec’s instructions, he doesn’t try to enter me, just ruts back and forwards so he’s rubbing me repeatedly. I hear myself whine.
“That’s it,” Alec murmurs. “Find a nice rhythm. Widen your knees a little more, Summer.” I do as he says, feeling exposed. Alec strokes through my hair as Fraser steadily rocks against me.
“You’re killing me here,” Fraser mutters. I can feel him shaking slightly.
“You’ll survive,” Alec murmurs, winding my hair around his wrist. He uses it to gently tug my head back to look at him. He looks beautiful, the fire throwing shadows over the sharp lines of his face. I feel like a mess in comparison, but he doesn’t seem to mind. “You want him inside you?”
“Please,” I croak. I feel Fraser’s smooth head press against my aching entrance and squirm. “Please.”
Alec smiles slightly. “Then go ahead, Fraser.”
Fraser groans, finally pressing into me in one long, delicious stroke. God. He’s even bigger than I remember. My eyes flutter as he thuds deep into me, exactly where I need him most. “God,” I whisper. “Oh my…God.”
“You’re so tight,” Fraser gets out through gritted teeth. “You keep— God, she keeps squeezing me.”
“Aye,” Alec says. “She’s hungry for it, isn’t she?” His hand smooths over my back. “I think she loves this. Loves being on her knees in front of us all.”
Fraser thuds into me again. My vision sparks and pulses, my insides clutching him. I forget words. Alec watches as Fraser andI get into a rhythm, then looks over my head. “Cameron. Over here.”
I watch hazily as Cameron unfolds his large body from the shadows and comes to stand in front of me. My body jolts, my breasts jiggling with every thudding thrust. He slowly strips off his shirt. I almost drool as I see his strong, muscled chest licked by the firelight.
I half moan, reaching for him. “Please, please.”
“Can you kneel?” Alec asks him. “Do you need a cushion?”
Cameron gives him a contemptuous look as he shoves down his jeans. “I’d tell youif I couldn’t,” he mutters, dropping to his good knee in front of me. His erection springs inches from my face. I can see the drop of wetness on his head and the way a vein beats in the underside. My mouth floods with saliva.
“Good.” Alec curves a hand around my throat, steadying me. “Open your mouth, Summer.”
I eagerly lean forwards, and Cameron goes completely still as I press my lips to his base, nuzzling into his warmth. I press a tiny kiss to the sensitive skin and then open my mouth to take him in.
As I do, Fraser thuds into me again. I choke as Cameron’s thick length slides into me, filling my mouth. Cameron swears, his hands flying to my hair.
“Christ,” he mutters. “Don’t hurt yourself.”
