The orgasm hit so fast my back arched off the bar. I cried out loud enough that anyone walking past outside would hear.
Good thing the snow sent everyone home and had them safely out of hearing range.
Declan worked me through the orgasm, his tongue and fingers gentling as the waves subsided. When he pulled back, I went boneless on the bar, panting and completely wrecked.
And they’d barely started. I didn’t exactly understand that until I caught the look in Ronan’s and Finn’s eyes. “Fuck.” It slipped out in a whisper.
Finn grinned down at me. “We’re just getting started, love.”
“That’s what I’m afraid of.” It didn’t really scare me, not when heat pooled in my belly and my pussy clenched. Already? Again? What the hell was wrong with me?
Ronan traced lazy circles on my hip with one finger. “Okay?”
I nodded. “I don’t know if I’ll be able to come again.”
Ronan arched a brow and lowered his head to my ear. “You can, and you will. A woman’s body is incredible. You can come multiple times, if you’re with someone who knows what they’re doing.”
Fuck me. Just hearing him talk like that had my entire body burning alive.
Declan straightened, and I got my first good look at him since this started. His hair was mussed from my hands, his lips swollen and wet. And the look in his eyes was pure hunger that said we were far from finished. He leaned in and kissed me.
I tasted myself on his lips and something about that, about how he’d claimed me, made my core clench.
“My turn.” Finn stepped between my legs, taking Declan’s place. He slid both hands up my thighs. “I’ve been thinking about this since the first night you walked in.” He bent at the waist. His tongue was softer than Declan’s, less demanding. He licked through me with long, slow strokes that built pressure gradually instead of all at once.
Declan cupped my breast. His thumb circled my nipple, and I arched into the touch.
Ronan kissed the curve of my neck again. “You taste so good here.” He bit down gently. “Bet you taste good everywhere.”
My head fell back against his shoulder, his strength keeping me upright when I tried to melt.
Finn’s tongue circled my clit. Once. Twice. Then he sucked, and I gasped. He did it again, pulling harder.
“Again.” Declan teased my nipple with his tongue.
I should feel embarrassed or self-conscious spread out on the bar with three men’s hands and mouths all over me. I didn’t. It felt too right, too natural, to be wrong. I’d been waiting for this. My body hummed with my need for them.
Finn tongue-fucked me while Declan pinched my clit. I’d never been this wet for anyone before, and I planned on thanking them in any way possible for the incredible experience.
“Please.” It came out as a choked whisper.
Finn hummed, his tongue still deep in my pussy. A slow pressure built against my ass. I wiggled away from it, but Finn followed, and I realized he’d pressed his thumb to my back entrance.
Sweat beaded on my upper lip at the unusual sensation. Finn stiffened his tongue, and Declan pinched my clit harder, then gave it a hard press with the pad of his thumb.
Finn eased his thumb into my ass at the same time Ronan rubbed his chin over my nipple and drew it into his mouth.
The second orgasm built faster than the first. My thighs clamped down around Finn’s head, and he groaned his approval.
“Let go.” Declan kissed the shell of my ear. “We’ve got you.”
I came apart harder than before, the orgasm lasting longer.
Finn didn’t stop. The fucking lunatic didn’t even slow down. Pleasure crested again before the first orgasm finished, rolling into a third that left me shaking and gasping. “Holy shit.”
Finn pulled back with a satisfied smirk. “Told you I had skills.”
Yep. And Ronan had told me I’d have more than one orgasm. I’d wanted to believe him, but I hadn’t exactly expected it to be even stronger than the first.
