Wyatt changes his angle ever so slightly, and I see stars. Maybe it’s from the lack of oxygen or my third orgasm of the night barreling toward me.
Either way, I don’t care. These two men are consuming me completely. They’ve captured each and every one of my senses.
Linc slides from my mouth, stepping back. I look up at him longingly, but I don’t have time to contemplate his absence for long.
Wyatt wraps his arms around my chest, pulling me upright. His cock is still buried deep inside of me, with my back flush against his chest.
My head falls against his shoulder, one of my hands moving up to grip the hair at the back of his neck. His hands roam all over me.
He’s holding me so close that a single piece of paper wouldn’t fit between us.
One of his hands trails over my stomach, stopping at my clit. He slowly circles his fingers. I’m so sensitive and on edge that the barely-there contact has me falling apart in his arms.
“Fuck… Wyatt… Fuck,” I moan. “I’m coming.”
“I know,” he pants against my neck. “I can feel it.”
Three thrusts later, and he’s coming inside of me. I can feel his warm release coating my walls, which are still clenching around him with the final waves of my own release.
His lips press against my temple and just stay there. We stay plastered against one another as my heart rate regulates.
I turn my head to face him as much as I can in this position. It’s a little awkward, but I kiss him. I’m not leaving this moment without his lips on mine.
“Beautiful,” he whispers. I don’t know if he means it as an adjective or a noun.
That seems to be his chosen term of endearment that’s slipped out a few times. I don’t really care what his intent is. Warmth fills my heart.
Reluctantly, we both move away from one another. I want to cry at the loss of his strong arms banding around me and the feel of his heart beating behind me.
I let out a jagged breath.
A second later, Linc is there, swooping me into his arms.
I have no choice but to wrap my legs around his waist. He walks over, depositing me on the top of Kane’s dresser.
I kind of expect him to slide inside me right away, but he gently cups the sides of my face. He stares at me with a raw intensity, like he’s trying to sift through my soul and find all my broken pieces.
I don’t think I’ve ever had anyone reallyseeme the way he does.
“Are you okay?” he asks. His voice is gentle.
I am, but I’m also not. I give him a little shrug. “It’s just a lot.”
“I know, angel, but you’re doing so well.” He kisses my forehead. “We don’t have to do anything else.”
I shake my head because that’s the last thing I want. I don’t think I’ll be able to come again, but having him inside of me will be enough. That’s all I want right now.
“I want this with you, too,” I say, looking him in the eye as I say it.
It hasn’t taken long for me to gather that he is a consent king. Not to say that his brother and Kane aren’t.
I know either one of them would have stopped on a dime if I had asked them to at any point tonight. Linc is just more emphatic about it.
“I want you, too,” he whispers, grazing his lips down over my cheek and jaw. “Watching you with them has been hot as fuck.” He pulls back, his brown eyes locking on mine. “But now you’re all mine.”
The possessiveness in his tone makes my pussy quiver in anticipation, something I didn’t know it was capable of after everything it’s been through tonight.
He steps closer, and suddenly I’m reminded that he is indeed naked and very, very hard.
