“Like I just got thoroughly fucked by three amazing men.” She laughed. “I’m sore, happy, and completely wrecked.”
I climbed onto the bed and pulled her legs across my lap. “”We should get you cleaned up.”
“In a minute.” She closed her eyes. “I can’t move yet.”
We lay there in silence, catching our breath and processing.
This wasn’t supposed to happen again. We’d agreed, but here we were, breaking our promise with the best sex of my life.
“I can’t walk away from this.” Finn broke the silence a bit later. “I’m not going to agree to stop unless it’s what Bree wants.”
Ronan’s hand tightened on her hip. “None of us can.”
She looked between all three of us. “What does that mean?”
“Whatever you want.” Finn kissed her temple. “For as long as you want.”
“I want this, but I don’t want to be the talk of the town. They’d make life hell for me.” She traced a pattern of hair on Finn’s chest. “I want all of you, as often as possible, but I don’t want you to think I’m ashamed of this.”
“Don’t worry about us.” I squeezed her calf.
Finn’s grin returned. “Any chance you’re ready for another round?”
Bree’s gaze slid down his chest. Her laugh rolled out. “Talk about getting cocky.”
“Can’t help it.” Finn rolled her onto her back and settled between her legs. “You’re so beautiful. So incredible.” He entered her, and even though she’d just had all three of us inside her, she gasped and arched into him. “You make me want to never leave this bed.”
Bree sat up and locked her arms around Finn’s neck. “Fine, but I have something I want too.” She met my eyes over Finn’s shoulder. “I want to suck your cock. Yours and Ronan’s. I’ve been dreaming of feeling you on my tongue forweeks.”
My cock twitched and swelled, and I gave her a smile that pinched my cheeks. “Be my guest.”
Finn helped her turn around, managing to stroke her with his cock the whole time.
Ronan settled beside me and we presented our cocks to her while Finn bottomed out with every thrust. Bree used the momentum to wrap her lips around my cock and drive me deep into her throat. Stars burst in my vision when she scraped herteeth along my shaft and hollowed out her cheeks, sucking hard. My cock popped out of her mouth, and she gave Ronan the same treatment.
I wrapped both hands around my shaft and stroked it, using her saliva and our previous intercourse to lubricate the silky skin. Watching her give Ronan the blow job of a lifetime while having Finn tease her pussy with his deliberate strokes brought an intense sense of satisfaction. We’d given her this. But she’d given us so much more.
Warm lips pressed a kiss to the head of my cock, then worked their way down the shaft, meeting up with my hands. She grinned up at me, pleasure deepening her green eyes. “I’m going to drive you crazy, Declan. And when I’m done, I want you to fuck my ass again.”
“With pleasure.” I slid my hands into her hair and guided her down over my cock, working my way to the back of her throat and shuddering with anticipation. Walking away was no longer an option.
Bree Sullivan owned my heart, soul, and body.
18
BREE
I winced and tried to maintain a pleasant expression as I walked through the grocery store doors and the scent of overripe bananas assaulted my senses. Taking a cart from alongside the wall, I headed for the produce section, my list crumpled in one hand. Two months in Clover Hill and I’d finally accepted that living above a pub didn’t mean I had to eat pub food every single meal.
My apartment fridge practically begged for actual groceries, preferably vegetables that were not fried and fruits that didn’t come as a garnish on a cocktail.
Adult things.
I picked through the apples, looking for the best ones without any bruises. A kid toward the back screamed bloody murder, his unintelligible noise breaking into coherence long enough for me to understand the word cookie.
I get it, kid. I get it. Secretly dating three of Clover Hill’s finest wasn’t my best moment either, but I sure as hell made the mostof it. Their presence became my drug, and I’d give anything to spend every night with them.
“Bree Sullivan? Oh my god, is that really you?”
