I move, so I’m on my hands and knees over Linc. Wyatt runs his thumb over my lips.
“I need to know what this mouth feels like wrapped around my cock.”
I can already feel my orgasm building. My lips wrap around the head of his cock. I suck hard, not messing around.
He keeps his hand around the base of his cock, so I can support myself with both my arms as I take more of him in my mouth.
It hits like a ton of bricks or maybe an asteroid slamming through the atmosphere. We’re all together.
I have never felt this connected to any singular person, let alone three of them at the same time. The individual points of contact seem to drift away.
Kane in my ass. Linc in my pussy. Wyatt in my mouth.
It all becomes one ball of need and building pleasure that’s threatening to explode inside me. The room is filled with our illicit noises, but it’s lost to me.
My orgasm slams into me so hard it knocks the air from my lungs. Every muscle in my body goes taut from the immense pleasure ripping through me.
It seems to go on forever, or maybe it’s multiple orgasms stacked on top of one another. All I know is that my body feels wrecked in the best way possible.
I might have blacked out for a minute because I come to with the taste of Wyatt’s come still on my tongue and a stickiness between my legs.
Gentle kisses are pressed all over my body with delicate touches that soothe my calming heart. A warm washcloth lightly swipes the tender flesh between my legs.
A shiver wracks my body. It’s partially from the chill in the air but more so from the emptiness that’s starting to settle in after what we just did. A large T-shirt is slid over my head, and my panties are pulled back up my legs.
Kane rolls me onto my side, so my back is to his chest. His good arm bands around me. Linc lies down in front of me, turning on his side to face me. He caresses my face, pouring so much care into each touch.
Wyatt positions himself between my legs, just like he did the last time we all slept in this bed. I let out a quiet laugh, realizing we’re all in exactly the same spots we were in then.
“I need a bigger bed, or maybe more than one bed pushed together,” Kane says.
“I kind of like sleeping this way,” Wyatt says. “Her pussy is right there for the licking anytime I want.”
“No,” I whimper, trying to shove his head away.
He kisses my thigh, then yawns so wide I’m surprised his jaw doesn’t crack open. He wiggles his face against my leg until he’s found the perfect spot.
“All I want to do is sleep right here.” He already sounds like he’s drifting off.
Kane kisses my shoulder. “Good night, sweetheart.”
“’Night,” I whisper. My own eyelids are feeling heavier by the second.
Linc ghosts a kiss across my lips. “’Night, angel.”
“Mmm,” I hum, resting my head against his chest as his arm wraps around me. The emptiness that started to creep in has fully vanished.
I’m left feeling fuller than I ever have. These men make me feel things I didn’t even think were possible.
I never understood how a heart could logically fall for different people at the same time. I’ve seen it happen, but I never understood how a heart was capable of such a thing.
Now, I can say with certainty that I get it. I feel three different loves growing in my heart in tandem.
None of them is stronger or more important than the others, but they are all brilliantly unique and special in their own way. The love is a reflection of who they are and who we are together… who we can be.
The last glimmers of consciousness settle around one thought.I’m falling in love.
CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR
