Pleasure I never knew existed flooded through me at the words Gage whispered into my ear, words meant only for me to hear. Waves of heat radiated throughout my body. Tingles started at my scalp and ran down my body, making my skin ultra sensitive to every touch.
A guttural sound had my head turning. I’d almost forgotten that Ry was still at my side, watching with hunger. As Gage withdrew, his cock slick with our combined wetness, Ry licked his lips. My walls clenched around the massive size of Gage, as well as the way the other men stared at where our bodies wereconnected together. It was dirty, and so fucking hot I felt a new surge of wetness leave me.
At the whine that escaped my throat, Gage looked down at me, his blue eyes blazing with barely restrained heat that was almost frightening. A part of me wondered what he would be like if he allowed himself to let go fully from that tightly held control.
“When you are ready, you will take us both.” Then he turned his head to the doorway where Dante still lingered like a shadow, watching, but not participating. “Perhaps all three of us.”
Then no more words were spoken. The time for gentleness had ended. I found my legs being lifted, my knees resting on Gage’s shoulders, my hips resting firmly in his hands. Only my upper back and head remained in contact with the mattress as I learned what a man of Gage’s size and strength was capable of. A part of me wanted to run away and hide as my scars were exposed to the whole room. Thick and ugly, the lines that marred the insides of my thighs were a stark contrast to the pale skin of the rest of my body. But as I watched, no one seemed to care. As if they were just another part of me, like the freckles on my shoulders, they were ignored for what was more important. My breasts. My lips. My cunt. They looked at me as if I were a goddess they wanted to worship.
His strokes were long, even, and powerful. Over and over, his cock entered me. His strokes were forceful, and the only thing that kept me in place, that kept my body from being shifted up the mattress with each pounding thrust of his hips, was the hold of his hands on my body.
Every glide against my inner walls lit up nerves I hadn’t known existed. Stars danced behind my eyelids, and I found myself making sounds I was too delirious to be embarrassed about.
“Eyes on me,” he demanded, his voice raspy, though his breathing was steady. He wasn’t unaffected. I had to take pridein that. Looking at the man, one would think he was almost bored, but I knew differently. The signs were there if you knew how to look for them.
I could feel the tightness of his muscles, the way his body felt like a coiled spring beneath my legs that rested over his shoulders. The way his eyes blazed with heated passion in his expressionless face. The way his fingers trembled against my hips. He was far from unaffected.
“Gage!” I cried out when he hit a particularly sensitive spot inside me.
“Keep those beautiful eyes on me when you come, Parker. I want to see when you fall apart for me.”
“Gage,” I moaned when he shifted one of his hands, and his thumb began to sweep slow circles over my clit. I could have told him it was unnecessary. I knew most women needed external stimulation in order to climax during intercourse, but either I was a unicorn, or his cock was just that good. The pressure was building, and I was about to explode. The detonation was coming fast, and the intensity was frightening.
“Fuck!” I screamed.
“Eyes!” he demanded, making me realize they had naturally begun to drift close as the white hot pleasure suddenly tore through me. I struggled to keep my eyes on his as every muscle in my body tightened, then shook uncontrollably. I let out a sob as the pleasure became so overwhelming that tears blurred my vision and Gage’s beautiful face blurred above me.
As my cunt clenched around his cock like a fist, Gage gritted his teeth, and his jaw flexed. Tendons stood out on his neck as he stiffened. I could feel his cock grow impossibly larger inside me, making me whimper in response, before he let out a low, animalistic growl. He gave another jerky thrust before pressing as deep as he could inside me.
Though I was drowning in pleasure so intense that all I wanted to do was live in the moment where I felt my pulsing climax thrum through my body forever, a part of me still focused solely on the feeling of the way his cock throbbed rhythmically as it spilled inside me. It was an addictive feeling. One I already knew I’d never get enough of. Our mutual orgasms hadn’t even subsided yet, and I already wanted more. How was I ever supposed to walk away now?
We stayed exactly the way we were for several long moments as we both caught our breaths. It was slightly embarrassing how I was breathing much harder than he was, though he’d done all the work. His body had a slight sheen of sweat on it, making his golden skin look dewy under the bedroom lighting. All I wanted to do was run my hands over every inch of that delicious flesh and taste him.
Gage finally removed my legs from his shoulders, lowering me back to the mattress. His movements were slow and gentle, taking his time and being careful not to jar my body. The thoughtfulness had warmth spreading through me that was different from the heat of our earlier fucking.
I felt immediate relief as my body relaxed, pliant, sinking into the bed. I expected him to pull away since he was done with me, but he surprised me yet again as he leaned over me. Gage brushed the hair from my face, looking into my eyes. I didn’t know what he was searching for, but he seemed to find it when he gave me a crooked smile. Then he pressed his lips to mine in a kiss so gentle, and so unlike his typical cold demeanor, I felt my eyes grow damp and had to blink away the moisture before he could see it.
“Thank you.”
The words were hardly a whisper, really just movements of his lips that only I could see, but they meant the world to me.I couldn’t respond with the sudden lump that formed in my throat. Instead, all I could do was give him a small, shaky smile.
When Gage sat back up, I felt the loss of his body heat and wanted to pull him back to me, but it was more than that. I didn’t want to lose the intimacy we’d shared or the tenuous bond we’d forged together.
Every eye in the room watched as he withdrew his cock. I blushed fiercely as I saw how wet I was. My thighs were smeared with moisture, and I knew there was no denying that it had been all my doing. I had been so incredibly turned on during every second of our encounter that I had been dripping like a faucet.
His cock was still semi-hard even after having released inside me. As it slowly slid out, I gasped at the sensation. There was a twinge of pain from having been so thoroughly stretched, but there were electric impulses of pleasure as it dragged along my sensitive inner walls.
Once he was fully withdrawn, my pussy clenched on instinct at the sudden emptiness. I could feel wetness leaving from my core and watched as both men’s eyes grew heated at the sight. Men were so predictable. Though it was pretty hot. I was also glad I was on birth control because we’d never discussed protection, and that was a dangerous game we were playing for this being a temporary arrangement.
Something in my chest clenched at the reminder that I would soon be leaving and would likely never see these men again.
“Are you ready, pretty girl?” Ry asked with a grin. Was I ready for more? My walls spasmed, and more butterflies took flight in my belly as I glanced over at Ry. Yes. Yes, I wanted more. I wanted everything they were willing to give me.
I watched as he stood from the bed. My brows furrowed in confusion as he leaned down and slid his arms under me.
“What are you doing?” I asked as I wrapped my arms around his shoulders.
“I’m taking care of you. What else?” He winked at me and began walking towards the bathroom, where I finally caught the sound of running water. As we stepped into the room, I smelled the sweet scent of peppermint and saw Dante leaning over the tub as he finished pouring in epsom salts.
