It was an accident on Ava’s part, proven by the way she stared down at his cock as though she was surprised to see it.
“Trey?” Ava peered over her shoulder. She cast him a smile before crooking her finger and then patting the bed beside Magnus.
Magnus studied Trey’s face, trying to read him, to gauge his comfort level. There wasn’t an ounce of hesitation, only heat and curiosity, expressed by the quirk of one eyebrow and the curl of his mouth.
“Are you sure?” Trey asked Ava as he put one knee on the bed.
She countered with, “Areyou?”
“Touché.” Trey’s grin widened, his eyes narrowing as he glanced at Magnus.
When Trey came down beside him, Magnus leaned toward him, wanting his kiss, needing to know he was here with them. This was new on every level. For all of them.
Trey’s kiss was laced with passion and the dominance Magnus had come to crave. He took over, pressing two fingers to Magnus’s jaw to keep his head turned as he ate at his mouth. Magnus could taste the man’s hunger, his need. Trey was raring to go despite the fact he’d come in Magnus’s mouth a short time ago. Based on their history, Magnus knew Trey never required much time to recover.
Magnus grunted his surprise, jerking back from Trey when Ava curled her fingers around his cock and stroked from root to tip. He gasped for air as the pleasure assaulted him.
She smiled. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
Oh, the little minx was teasing him. He liked that she was because Magnus wasn’t sure she was ready for this. After all that she’d endured with Harrison, Magnus had been positive it would take much longer for her to get to a point she could trust anyone. It humbled him that she trusted them.
“Not even a little,” he said, tucking his hands behind his head and staring up at her. He admired the lift of her pert little tits, the way her pebbled nipples pointed slightly upward, tightening a little more as she stroked him. She inched backward, moving over his thighs so she could get a better grip. She alternated between using one hand and then two. Her chest moved up and down, picking up speed and matching the pace of her hands.
Trey propped himself up on his elbow, resting his head in his hand, his full attention on the way Ava was stroking him. Magnus’s cock jerked and twitched just from the fact Trey was watching. Magnus was so focused on Ava that he flinched when Trey’s hand moved over his hip. He glanced down to watch as Trey cupped his balls while Ava continued to stroke him. This had to be what heaven was like because, fuck … Magnus had never been this turned on before.
But then Ava angled Magnus’s cock toward Trey, and his lungs seized up. Trey leaned in, blocking Magnus’s view as he took him all the way into his throat.
“Oh, dear God,” he groaned, his head falling back on the bed. Oh, that wicked fucking mouth. Magnus peered up to see Ava staring down, her view not restricted when she eased to Magnus’s other side, taking a position that mirrored Trey’s.
Dropping his head to the pillow again, Magnus closed his eyes as he let the sensation of Trey’s mouth take over. He pumped his hips to increase the friction, but Trey stopped him by firmly gripping the base of his shaft.
All thought was obliterated when Trey’s assertive mouth was replaced by Ava’s soft lips brushing over the head of his dick. Lights danced behind his eyelids. He wished he could see her. He wanted to watch as she explored him. Trey must’ve realized that because he pulled back to enjoy the sight the same way Magnus did.
Her small hand took the place of Trey’s, lightly stroking as she teased the head of his cock. She didn’t take him in her mouth, but Magnus didn’t care. He could come just like this with her licking the head. Hell, he might be able to come from her breath alone.
She peered up to meet his gaze, her expression curious. Likely trying to see if he enjoyed what she was doing.
Magnus placed his hand behind her head, lightly guiding her toward his cock. His goal wasn’t to force her but to let her know he didn’t want her to stop. She smiled before turning her attention to his cock once more. This time she opened her lips around him and shifted forward, enveloping him in the heaven of her mouth.
He ground his teeth together as she licked and laved, learning every ridge with her tongue. The pleasure was overwhelming, but he endured because of the expression on her face. She was enjoying herself. He loved that she was, even if he was positive this was the sensual assault that was going to kill him.
“Oh, Jesus,” Magnus grunted, lifting his head off the pillow. “Ava … baby … keep it up, and I’m gonna come. If that’s what you want … keep goin’.”
He was leaving it entirely up to her. If she wanted him to come inside her, he was freely offering that, too, but it was a choice she would have to make.
Ava lifted her head, her eyes shifting between him and Trey momentarily.
Magnus waited, his heart in his fucking throat.
***
Ava looked at Trey and smiled.
“Not yet,” she told Magnus. He would come, she would make sure of it, but she wanted to do something else first.
She got to her knees and positioned herself between Magnus’s legs, forcing him to spread them. She never took her eyes off Trey, though, and she noticed he was tracking her every move.
Using the same words Magnus had used on her in the shower, Ava gestured toward his cock and said, “May I?”
