"Fuck!" Sullivan pulled back a bit and was feverishly working his cock.
"Let me taste you." My eyes were locked on him as he walked on his knees to me.
I took him in my mouth, my hand reaching for his balls and gently massaging them. Zayn kissed down my neck, still buried inside me as I took Sullivan all the way to the back of my throat. I gagged and released him, lapping at the head before sucking it into my mouth.
"Your mouth was made for my cock." Sullivan began moving his hips, one hand going to the back of my head and the other pinching Zayn's chin. "Let me feel your mouth too."
"I'm not sucking your dick." Zayn's cock twitched inside me as he watched me suck Sullivan.
"Then stand up and put your dick in my mouth. I want to taste our girl."
Our girl.
I liked the sound of that.
Zayn looked at me, and I mumbled my consent around Sullivan's cock. He rolled off me, the loss of him filling me up, making me shudder. This gave Sullivan room to straddle my head and give me an excellent view as Zayn positioned himself to feed him his dick.
Sullivan grabbed Zayn's hips, and I groaned as he licked him from root to tip like a lollipop before taking him all the way into his mouth. I didn't need to ask to know that Sullivan had sucked cock before. His throat worked as he positioned a hand at Zayn's base and began bobbing his head.
My hand moved down my body, spreading my lips and finding my clit. Watching them together was making my desire build again, and I needed relief.
"That's it, baby. Work that clit." Zayn had a bird's eye view of everything, and he was already hard again. "I want to hear you scream around his cock."
I sucked Sullivan harder, my other hand pumping the base of his cock at the same pace as he was pumping Zayn's. My body flooded with warmth asthe sights and sounds sent me headfirst into another orgasm.
"That's it. Fuck, Sullivan, I'm coming." Zayn's head fell back, and his lips parted.
Sullivan jerked and his groan was muffled as hot ropes of cum spilled down my throat. Closing my eyes, I savored every last drop until he was dry.
Both men collapsed onto the blanket on either side of me, all three of us breathing deeply as we caught our breath.
I didn't know what had just happened between the three of us, but I didn't want it to end.
I slept betterthan I ever had, despite being on the ground with only a blanket. I'd never slept the night with one man, let alone two.
Sullivan slept on his back with his leg hooked over mine, and Zayn practically took up the whole space on the blanket. He slept on his stomach with his leg bent and an arm around my waist.
They were both so tired they didn't hear or smell Kingston approaching. I carefully extracted myself from the tangle of arms and legs and walked into the forest to meet him. He wasn't moving very fast, andworry bubbled up inside me. Was he hurt? He shouldn't have gone off to take care of things on his own.
I ran, quickly closing the half-mile between us. He shifted as soon as I got close and leaned his shoulder against a tree.
"Kingston!" I caught him with a grunt as he started to fall forward and lowered him to the ground. "Are you injured? What's wrong?"
"So tired." He moved his head into my lap, and I smoothed back his disheveled hair. "I was worried about you… but I see you’re fine. You smell like sex."
His nose scrunched, and it was the cutest expression I'd ever seen cross his face. A giggle bubbled out of me. Maybe I still needed some sleep because there was nothing to giggle about when he was practically passed out in my lap.
"Does that bother you? Me smelling like them?" I cupped his cheek, letting my thumb brush over his bottom lip.
"No." His eyes shut, and he groaned as he adjusted his position. "I'm getting too old to pull all-nighters."
"You're not old." I put my other hand in the center of his chest. "I'm going to help you."
He was going to have questions—which I wasn'tready to answer—but I couldn't let him suffer. It was partially my fault we were in this situation in the first place. If I had stayed away like he told me to, none of this would have happened.
I took a calming breath, and my hand began to glow faintly as I let healing energy slowly filter into him. He wasn't injured, so it wouldn't take too much of my energy to get him back to normal.
He covered my hand with his, his eyes cracking open to look at my hand and then at me. "How?"
