Jade's laugh is soft but genuine, and something loosens in my chest at the sound. That's Mateo's gift, the ability to ease tension with just a few words, to bring light into darkness.
"I don't know how this works," she confesses, looking down at her hands. "I don't know the... rules."
I reach out, tilting her chin up so her eyes meet mine. "There are no rules," I tell her, my thumb brushing across her lower lip, feeling the quick catch of her breath. "Only what feels right for all of us."
"What feels right," Declan echoes, his large hand coming to rest on her knee, fingers splayed possessively against her bare skin.
"What makes you feel good," Mateo adds, his gaze heating as it travels over her silk-clad body.
I see the shift in her eyes, from uncertainty to something darker, hungrier. The fear is still there, lurking at the edges, but now there's something else too. A determination. A need to reclaim what was taken from her.
"I want to feel you," she whispers, her eyes locked with mine. "All of you. Make me forget everything else."
The air in the room suddenly feels charged, electric. My cock hardens instantly, blood rushing south so fast it makes me dizzy with want.
"Are you sure?" I have to ask, even as my hands itch to claim her.
Her answer is to reach for me, pulling me down into a kiss that's nothing like the ones we've shared before. This is desperate, needy, almost violent in its intensity. Her tongue invades my mouth, her teeth scraping my lower lip hard enough to draw blood.
I let her set the pace, let her take what she needs, even as my own control begins to fray at the edges. When she pulls back, her lips are swollen, her pupils blown so wide there's just a thin ring of green around the black.
Mateo moves behind her, his hands sliding around to tease at the thin straps of her dress. "May I?" he asks, his voice sandpaper-rough with desire.
She nods, and he slowly slides the straps down her shoulders, his mouth following the path of the silk as it reveals her skin. The dress pools at her waist, exposing her breasts to the cool air of the room. Her nipples pucker instantly, tightening into hard peaks that beg to be touched.
"Beautiful," Mateo murmurs, cupping her breasts from behind, his thumbs circling her nipples until she arches into his touch with a gasp that shoots straight to my groin.
I watch, transfixed, as Jade's head falls back against Mateo's shoulder, her eyes sliding shut in pleasure. Her throat works as she swallows, the delicate column of her neck exposed in a way that makes me want to mark it with myteeth.
It should be strange, watching another man touch her like this, but instead, it only feeds my hunger. There's something primal in seeing her pleasure from different angles, in knowing that she's receiving more sensation than any one of us could provide alone.
A movement catches my eye, and I glance over to see Declan watching us, his massive hand kneading the impressive bulge in his pants. The fabric strains against his arousal, outlining every thick inch. His eyes meet mine, and there's no jealousy there, no competition, only shared appreciation for the woman between us.
"Naked," I command, my voice barely recognizable to my own ears. "Now."
Jade stands, letting the dress fall completely to the floor. She wears nothing underneath, a realization that punches the air from my lungs and sends blood thundering in my ears. She steps out of the pool of silk, gloriously naked, and moves to the center of the king-sized bed. The lamplight casts golden shadows across the curves of her body, highlighting the dip of her waist, the flare of her hips, the soft mound between her thighs.
We follow, shedding our own clothes with urgency. The rustle of fabric, the metallic clink of belt buckles, the soft thuds of shoes hitting the floor, all of it merges into a symphony of anticipation. There's no self-consciousness, no hesitation. Just an urgent need to feel skin against skin.
I position myself beside her, capturing her mouth in another searing kiss. Her hands rake over my chest, nails biting into my skin, leaving trails of fire in their wake.When she grazes my nipples, I hiss against her mouth, the sudden jolt of pleasure-pain making my cock twitch against her thigh.
"Use that mouth," I growl against her ear, biting the lobe just hard enough to make her squirm. "Tell us how you want to be ruined."
She shivers, her breath coming in short pants as her eyes dart between the three of us. "I want to feel you everywhere," she admits, her voice thick with need. "I want to not be able to think about anything else but this. But you. All of you."
"We can arrange that," Mateo says with a wicked grin, sliding down the bed until he's positioned between her legs. "I believe I'm the only one who hasn't had the pleasure of tasting you yet."
Her eyes widen, pupils dilating further, but she doesn't object as Mateo gently spreads her thighs, exposing her to his hungry gaze. I can see the glistening evidence of her arousal even from where I sit, and my mouth waters at the memory of how she tastes.
"Let me in," Declan says, moving to her side. He wraps his massive hand around his cock, the veins standing out as he strokes from base to tip with agonizing slowness. "I want your mouth, Jade."
She nods, her tongue darting out to wet her lips in anticipation, and the sight nearly undoes me. I pinch her nipple between my fingers, twisting just hardenough to make her back arch off the bed with a sharp cry that slices through the humid air.
But her focus is already shifting to Declan. She takes him in without hesitation, her lips stretching around his girth, cheeks hollowing as she sucks him deep.
Declan fists her hair, guiding her down his length with the kind of control that makes her whimper, and me twitch with jealousy and arousal in equal measure. His face contorts with pleasure, jaw clenched as he struggles for control.
At the same time, Mateo's tongue makes contact with her center, and her whole body jolts like she's been shocked.
