“We’ve shared before, but never with someone who mattered. Imagine how good it’ll be with someone we care about.” And with that, Alex reaches across me, cups my cheek, and forces me to look at him. Towering over me, he strokes my cheek and lowers his mouth to mine. “Thank you for not counting me out.”
And then his mouth is on mine, hot and heavy. His tongue slips past my lips, and I grip his sweater to pull him close. I moan against him, feeling the heat of his body radiating through me. Alex’s hands find their way into my hair, and he gently tugs like he wants to keep me from moving.
When our foreheads touch, and his nose brushes against mine, I feel his brows pinch and open my eyes the same time he does.
“I fucking love you,” he admits low enough for only me to hear. We’re in the center of the room with his best friend and brother watching, yet this moment still feels so personal.
Reluctantly, I break our kiss but keep our closeness and turn to face Mountain. Mountain inches close, his strong arm wrapping around my body as he tugs me to him. Like always, it’s safety and warmth, but there’s also aggression. Like he’s claiming me right here and right now.
Our chests collide, and a rush of air escapes me. Then his palm touches my skin, and he strokes my cheek, his eyes falling to my mouth and back to my eyes before finally kissing me.He smells good, his scent heady and intoxicating. Our tongues dance, a battle for dominance that I lose the moment he sucks mine into his mouth.
Their tastes mix together, and I realize I’ll never get enough. This is indeed it for me. They are it for me. Breathless, I lean back just long enough to look back at Alex and call him to us. He closes the distance, his hard body pressing into my back as Mountain’s even harder frame encapsulates my front. I’m bracketed by them, and I feel so alive that I want to crawl out of my skin.
Alex slips a finger beneath my hoodie, and skates it over the bare skin of my hip. Then he slides both hands up and, in a single motion, he removes it and tosses it off to the side. Mountain’s big hands settle on my hips, his thumb tracing lazy circles, and I bring his mouth back to mine. I fumble between us, gripping the hem of my shirt and yank it over my head, relinquishing it to Alex without a thought. He tosses that, too, the sound of it falling softly against the couch the only thing I hear.
Alex is behind me again, sandwiching me between an immovable Mountain and his own eager heat. Mountain’s hand threads into my hair, pulling my mouth back to his. Alex’s lips find the hollow of my neck, then my ear, his teeth scraping a path that makes my knees weak. Suddenly, we’re a triptych of hands and hungry mouths.
I give in to them, the world narrowing to the feel of our bodies, the sound of their breaths, and the shuddering in my own chest. Every nerve in my body is on fire, every sense acutely aware of their touch, their scent, their need.
Hungrily, I pull back, struggling to get Mountain out of his jacket. He helps me, and it falls to the floor by his feet. Then his shirt goes next. I watch his body flex and twist as he drags thefabric up his body. Blood rushes to my core, my pussy pulsing from the anticipation. The thought of being stretched so deliciously by them is enough to send me into a frenzy.
I feel Alex remove his shirt, his flesh against mine. He reaches around me, cupping my breasts through the fabric of my bra where he slowly focuses on my nipples, rubbing tight circles until they’ve budded. My eyes flutter closed, and I settle against his chest. He continues to touch me like that, teasing me as Mountain watches through hooded eyes.
“Mm,” I moan, my breaths now long and deep.
Alex tucks his face into the crook of my neck and runs his tongue along my shoulder blade before taking my earlobe into his mouth. He growls and I shudder.
“You can’t wait for us to fuck you, can you?” Alex whispers between licks and nibbles.
I nod, the words strangled by a throaty moan that rips out of me.
“Say it,” he demands, slow and sultry. “Tell him you want us to fuck you.” Alex pivots us so that I can see Kane’s face.
Kane doesn’t say a word. He just watches us, his stare both yearning and restrained. As if he’s trying to decide if giving in to this will be worth any fallout.
Alex slips his left hand behind me and undoes my bra in one smooth motion. I watch Kane’s gaze darken, see the way he rolls his neck in an attempt to keep his composure. I want him to break. Want him to touch me and help them take me over the edge. Alex pinches both nipples, forcing my eyes shut yet again. Then he moves his right hand down my stomach and works the button of my jeans. And when he reaches inside, he glides past my panties and cups my pussy. The pads of his fingers part me and roughly find my clit.
“Tell him, Sunshine.” He plays with my clit, rubbing up and down, and with each pass he gets a little lower. “Say it.”
“I want you to fuck me,” I manage to get out, each word clipped and breathless.
Kane bites his lip but still doesn’t move. I keep my eyes on him and lose myself in the moment. So focused on the feeling coursing through me, I don’t even realize Alex is removing my jeans until I feel the soft bite marks along my bare leg. As soon as I glance down, he peers up at me while patting my calf, signaling me to step out of my pants.
When he stands again, his hard dick brushes along my ass. I reach behind to touch him, finding his tip through the denim and attempt to tease him as he has me. His body shudders against my back, and I fight back a smile. Glancing to my left, I make eye contact with Mountain. Sensing my needs, Alex turns my body for Mountain to see me fully exposed, and Alex finally slips a finger inside me.
“She looks so pretty like this, doesn’t she?” Alex asks. “You should feel how wet she is.”
Mountain’s jaw ticks as he briefly makes eye contact with Alex then drags his sights back to me. He wets his lips, watching the rise and fall of my chest, all in tune with the rhythm of Alex fingering me. Mountain inches forward, cupping my chin, smashing my breasts between his chest and Alex’s hand.
My muscles clench, and I groan low as Mountain kisses me. It’s slow at first, like he needs to take his time, but the aggression grows. Then he pulls back and lowers himself until he’s eye level with my tits. Alex releases the left one, giving Mountain the space to claim them both, kneading and squeezing them together. Mountain’s mouth closes over my nipples one at a time, his tongue massaging and licking as if it’s his favorite thing. Alexmoves inside me again, this time adding a finger. The sensation of Mountain sucking my breast while Alex finger-fucks me is so sharp I cry.
“F-fuck,” I moan, only for it to be swallowed up by Alex forcing my head back and kissing me, urgent and greedy. I reach behind me, rake my hands in his hair, and pull him close while Mountain devours my breast.
Alex moves in and out of me, the sound of my wetness echoing between us. Pleasure builds in my gut, spreading across every limb. Blood rushes to the places they touch me, and it takes every ounce of willpower not to crumble to the floor. Not that I could with the grip they have on me. I arch into Mountain just as he takes his mouth off of me with a wet suction sound.
His hand moves down my stomach, his fingers crawling beneath Alex’s wrist. Once he finds my clit, he rubs it in a quick burst, his actions aligning with Alex’s, and I swear I see stars. My vision blurs, and the muscles in my legs start to give way, but they hold me in place, all while still working my sex.
“I want to feel you cum on my hand, Sunshine,” Alex mutters against my lips. “You like him touching your clit while I stroke your pussy from the inside?”
