“Goddammit, Bailey, you’re fucking soaked,” Colton mutters, pressing his hips into me and pulling me harder against his firm body. He circles my clit with my arousal and then trails a slow, invisible line up and down my slit, teasing me, bringing me closer to the edge.
“You feel better than I imagined you would,” he whispers. Before I can process him admitting to fantasizing about me, all the breath leaves my lungs when he sinks his middle finger into my cunt, knuckle deep, pressing the pad of his thumb against my throbbing clit.
I can’t believe this is happening, and with Colton Hayes.
I reach behind me to return the favor, but he blocks me.
“Uh-uh. When you claim my cock, Bailey, I want you on your fucking knees. Got it?”
Yes, Sir!
I nod my head, not bothered at all by his rejections because he just implied that there will be a next time.
My eyes are fixed on Jace and Roman, fucking like they're starving for it, and when Colton trails his wet tongue along the exposed skin on my shoulder, I start to shudder.
Colton removes his finger and dives back in even harder, only this time with two. He fucks into me roughly, curving his fingers upward until he hits that sweet spot. My legs threaten to give way, and I’m grateful for Colton’s tight hold on me, because I’d be nothing more than a pile of ruin on the floor right here outside Jace’s door otherwise. I moan into his palm, and my whole world comes crashing to a halt when Jace’s head whips up, his wild eyes locking on mine.
Oh, fuck!
Colton doesn't stop. It’s as if being caught like this was his plan all along, because he plunges his fingers into me faster without restraint. My gaze clings to Jace’s as I fall apart, his face ravaged by hunger and longing, and his look alone is almost enough to push me over the precipice. The moon has shifted higher in the sky, now acting as a spotlight, and Colton takes this moment to release his grip from around my waist, then uses his free hand to pull my sleep shorts down, exposing my pussy to Jace.
Jace’s eyes widen, his lips parting slightly in surpriseas he watches, entranced by Colton’s fingers fucking up into me.
“I swear to God you’re trying to fucking kill me,” Jace growls through clenched teeth, and I don’t think he’s talking to Roman anymore. His breathing is ragged, his large hands grip tightly to my stepbrother’s hips as he surrenders to the overwhelming rush of euphoria. Jace’s brows pull together, wearing that knowing look on his face as pleasure ripples through him like an electric tide. Roman’s voice is low and muffled, never once glancing our way, and I’m grateful he’s caught up in their moment because I’m not so sure he’d be as good about this as Jace seems to be.
“Jace!Fuck, baby, I’m almost there!” Roman cries out, still facing away from us, and Jace reaches down and grips Roman’s disheveled hair, pulling him upright until his back is pressed against Jace’s chest. I realize that we’re now in a similar position, and my eyes fall on Roman’s large, hard, naked body.
Goddammit, he’s pretty.
Every inch of him is perfectly sculpted, and the glow of the moon only adds to his divine allure. Jace lets go of Roman’s hair and reaches for his cock, and my legs start to tremble as an overwhelming wave of pleasure begins to build. Colton covers my mouth tighter with his hand, adjusting my shaking body against his to steady me as I watch Jace’s fist pump Roman’s length.
I’m on the cusp of losing myself to them completely.
“Let go, baby. Coat my fist with your fucking cum!” Within seconds, hot ropes erupt from Roman’s dick, and his strangled sobs completely shatter me. My eyes roll to the back of my skull, my own release coating Colton’s hand as I come harder than I think I ever have. I am dripping, and I don’t have a second to feel embarrassed about it because in no time, Colton tugs my shorts back in place and pulls me away from the doorway.
Without hesitation, he pushes me against the hallway wall, then closes in, letting his weight settle against me before playfully nibbling the curve of my ear, sending a thrill right through me.
I have so many questions.
I want to ask him why they walked away from me, but know that it would only destroy whatever is happening right now, and I want to savor everything about this moment. Instead, I reach out to touch him, but he captures my wrists, restraining them against the wall on either side of me. The smile on his face is addictive as hell, and I inwardly pinch myself because this is the first time he’s ever been this way with me.
Unapologetically flirty and passionate.
Silence stretches between us before he releases my arms, and I decide to be a good girl and keep them at my side. Colton’s hands frame the sides of my face, andhis smoldering, green gaze drinks me in, as if he’s memorizing every detail before they linger on my mouth. I lick my lips by instinct, and his jaw clenches in response. He slowly brushes his thumb along my bottom lip, then gently tugs it down, and for a second, I think he’s going to kiss me.
The warmth in his dimly lit smile quickly fades into something solemn, and I already know what he’s going to say.
I spent years by their side, long enough to know their patterns, and I know that the next words out of his mouth are going to be the first lie he ever tells me.
“I used to imagine what making you mine,ours, would be like.But even in my wildest dreams, we still ruin you.” All too soon, he removes his hands from my face, towering above me, and for the first time since he, sincetheywalked away from me three years ago, I feel small. “This was a mistake. A bit of fun, and it won’t happen again,” he says, before turning around and walking away, taking a piece of me with him.
CHAPTER FOUR
COLTON
Ilost control.
For the first time since meeting Bailey, I stopped fighting and let the feelings I spent years burying call all the fucking shots, and I don't know what the hell I was thinking. When I saw her standing there the other night, totally lost and captivated by my guys fucking, all bets were off, and I made a mistake.
