Chance continues to play with my nipples through my clothes, holding me upright while Lev’s talented mouth brings me closer and closer to bursting point.
My entire body is tingling as pleasure builds with each stroke of Lev’s tongue on my clit.
The sensation coursing through my body is so intense that it’s all I’m aware of. My eyelids grow heavy as I don’t think I can take this sweet torture any longer.
“Eyes on me, Zee.” He murmurs against my skin.
I obey, meeting Lev’s emerald green gaze just as he sucks my clit into his mouth.
One second before my orgasm hits me like a freight train, I spot movement in my peripheral vision.
Ares is standing by my bedroom door, his jaw tight, his gray eyes blazing with barely contained heat.
I can’t look away from him, and that’s my undoing.
The first wave of pleasure hits, and I shudder in Chance’s arms while Lev keeps working me with his mouth, and Ares looks at me as if he doesn’t know if he wants to devour me or turn on his heels and walk away.
Lev
“Eyes on me, Zee.” I hum against her sweet little clit.
Her gaze is glazed over, fogged with the pleasure I’m giving her. Seeing Zara like this, at my mercy in my best friend’s arms, has me so hard that I could come without even taking my cock out of my sweats.
I know she’s close. I can feel the frantic pace of her pulse as I suck her clit into my mouth.
Our gazes are locked for a hot second, but then Zara’s eyes drift away.
An audible gasp comes from the bedroom door, and I don’t even have to look to know that Ares came home.
Zara snaps, moaning and writhing as Chance holds her up against his chest. I keep licking and sucking her clit, and Ares watches from the threshold.
The last time Ares walked in on the three of us, it didn’t end well.
I hope for all of our sakes, but especially for Zara’s, that this time Ares can keep his temper under control.
I keep working my girl until her moans of pleasure turn a little pained. She always gets too sensitive after she comes, and that’s my cue to lower her leg back to the ground and rise up to my feet.
Ares’s stony scowl is still fixed on us, but I don’t let that stop me from kissing Zara’s pink lips.
“See how delicious you taste?” I murmur against her mouth.
She kisses me back, but I know she’s aware that we have an audience by the way she’s fisting the front of my sweatshirt.
“Ares.” Her voice is low and a little breathless, so fucking sexy that I don’t know how Ares can stay rooted to his spot in the doorjamb.
“Hey.” He isn’t storming off like last time, so I guess that’s progress.
Ares has been honest about the fact that he accepts that Zara’s feelings for each of us mean that she can’t choose between us. But he also didn’t hide that he doesn’t know if he can share Zara with us the way Chance and I love to do.
We all agreed that Zara’s time is non-negotiable if we want this relationship to work, but sharing her body isn’t a deal breaker.
However, I know my girl.
I know Zara loves being with me and Chance together, and the way she set up a date night for all of us is her way of saying that she hopes to persuade Ares to be a part of our physical bond as well as the emotional one.
“The food downstairs is getting cold.” Ares points out from his spot by the door.
“We were waiting for you to start.” Zara says without moving a muscle. Chance still has his chest flush against her back.
