Page 37 of Surviving Hearts


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“Fuck, Alex,please,” she whimpers having pulled her mouth away from Theo. “I need your mouth.”

“You have it, sweetheart.” She doesn’t have to tell me twice.

I spread her pussy with my hands and lick from the bottom of her hole to her clit. Her flavour explodes on my tongue, and I groan as I dive back to taste more. Bloody hell, she tastes even better than I imagined.

“Alex!” Ollie’s hand grabs my head and tangles in my hair, tugging it.

Each tug is like a lightning bolt straight to my cock, causing it to leak even more. I’m pretty sure my boxers are ruined, the fabric soaked with pre-cum, but I don’t care. My entire focus is on making her come.

My tongue alternates between circling and flicking her clit as I keep my attention trained on her reactions. I catalogue every gasp, whine, and moan, and what makes her pussy clench and gush for me. I need to find everything that will drive her wild. Finally, I find the rhythm that has her crying out and her hips bucking beneath me.

But it seems I’m not the only one searching for things to drive her wild.

Theo attacks her tits with his mouth and fingers, groaning softly into her skin. He’s just as turned on as I am, practically grinding into the sleeping bag. I still half-expect jealousy to rear its ugly head, but it never does. If anything, I’m both relieved and extremely aroused that he’s here, giving Ollie pleasure alongside me.

“Alex,” Ollie whines as she writhes beneath me. “I need more.” She’s practically sobbing with need and while it may be someone’s kink—cough, cough, Rhys—it’s not mine.

“What do you need, baby?” Theo asks as he pops off her breast and gazes down at her. “Do you need his fingers stretching out that pussy? Want him to feel you clench around him as you come for us like a good girl?”

Jesus fuck does Theo have a filthy mouth.

“Yes! Please,” Ollie gasps and her pussy practically gushes at his words.

I give her exactly what she wants and slide two fingers inside her with a groan. She’s so hot and tight andwet.Fuck! I wish I could replace my fingers with my cock. Maybe next time.

“You’re doing so well for us, baby,” Theo murmurs as he plays with her nipples, plucking and rolling them between his fingers. “Do Alex’s thick fingers feel good stretching out that perfect pussy of yours?”

Ollie whimpers as she clenches around my fingers, and it’s all I can do not to come in my boxers.

I find her gspot and stroke it in time with licking and sucking on her clit. More noises pour from her lips as she practically levitates off her sleeping bag, chasing my fingers and mouth. She’s so fucking close, I can feel her pussy fluttering around me and her body quivering beneath me.

Theo must feel it too because he doubles his attention on her breasts while smirking down at her. “That’s it, princess. Come for us. I want to watch you come all over Alex’s face. Let him taste your cum.” He replaces one of his hands and licks her nipple before biting down.

Taking that as my cue, I close my lips around her clit andsuck.

Ollie detonates, and it’s the hottest bloody thing I’ve ever seen in my life.

“Alex! Theo!” she cries out as her back bows and her cunt clenches hard around my fingers, almost like it’s trying to milk them. Her hips buck against me and she practicallydrenchesmy face with her arousal. I groan, licking and sucking her through her orgasm until she whimpers and pushes me away.

But I’m not done.

I sit back, rip down my boxers and wrap my hands around my aching cock. “I’m going to cover you in my cum,” I tell her as I stroke myself.

“Do it.” She gazes up at me with hooded, slightly glazed eyes. She looks wrecked, in the best possible way, with swollen lips, flushed cheeks and tousled chestnut hair.

It doesn’t take long to send me over the edge.

“Fuck!” I growl as heat sears down my spine and my vision wavers as pleasure crashes through me. Cum spurts from my cock and paints Ollie’s pussy, stomach and tits. Seeing her covered and marked as minehas some primal side of my brain purring as I half-collapse on top of her, only catching myself at the last second to not crush her.

Fuck. I can’t remember the last time I came that hard.

“Well, I wasn’t expecting that,” Theo says with an arched eyebrow at me before turning his attention back to Ollie. “You okay, baby?” He pushes back strands of sweaty hair from her flushed face.

Ollie sighs, a happy sound, and snuggles into him, not at all bothered by the cum coating her body. “I’m better than okay.” Her eyes find mine. “Thank you for that. I know you’re still not sold on this relationship with all of us, but I appreciate the effort you’re putting in.”

I breathe out a shaky breath, my arms trembling both from the strain of having to hold myself up and the aftershocks of my release. “No need to thank me, Ollie.” I press a kiss to her forehead. “I loved making you come, regardless of my personal feelings on that matter.” Although said feelings are changing faster than I expected.

It terrifies me.