“All three of us?” Cole asks, his voice more level, the way he says everything. Like it’s obvious, the most logical conclusion. “To share?”
Nico’s already grinning, his ridiculous floral silk robe straining over his thighs. “But who gets to go first?”
“No.” Each ticking beat makes me bolder, and I sit up taller, this time holding Nico’s heated gaze. “I wantall three of you.”
Another beat passes, and I’m not sure it’s really settling in. So, heart pounding, I reach out, taking Dane’s hand in my left, Cole’s in my right, while still holding Nico’s gaze.
“I want all three of you,” I say, sounding, even to my own ears, pretty fucking sexy.“Right now.”
Chapter 28
Lucy
For men known for getting what they want, the three of them go incredibly still at my declaration. I expect a frenzy, something like the fight that just happened, for all of them to jump on me at once—and honestly, I was kind of hoping for that.
Instead, each of the men looks stunned, like they can’t believe what I’ve just said. For a fraction of a second, I wonder if I read the room wrong, if theyaren’twilling to participate together.
But I don’t doubt myself. At this point, I’ve gone so far past the normal threshold of reality that I’m not going to linger, not going to open the door and quickly walk back through it. I’m going to move forward.
I know what I want. And I think they know what they want, too. They’re just waiting for permission.
Heart thudding loudly in my chest, I turn and swing my leg over Cole, depositing myself in his lap. He blinks up at me with surprised eyes. I take Nico’s hand in mine, and as I lean down bringing my mouth to Cole’s, I place Nico’s palm on my breast.
“Oh,” Nico says, before everything seems to click into place for them.
Behind me, I make out the sound of Nico moving. I kiss Cole desperately, gasping into his mouth, rocking against his stiffening cock. It presses against the thin fabric of my pajama shorts, straining to get to me, and it makes my pulse flutter.
“Not on the floor,” Dane says, and with that, he’s leaning down and scooping me up, Nico’s hand falling away as I’m lifted into the air.
The other two men make noises of disapproval as I’m whisked off, but a giggle escapes me at being transported like this, moving through the room, the thud of Dane’s steps under me. By the time he’s lowering me down onto the bed, Nico and Cole are with us, and the three of them stand around the bed, staring down at me like lions who’ve captured a gazelle and are ready to feast.
And maybe it means I’m completely messed up, but the thought of thatturns me on.
“You should be in charge,” Dane says, with a frayed edge to his voice. Those dark eyes cut into me, burning. “Lucy, because you’re…” He can’t call me a virgin, not anymore, but I know that’s what he means. “You call the shots.”
I want their hands and mouths on me. I want them to live out their dirtiest fantasies with my body. I want to be used, appreciated, and adored. I want to feel as breathless as I did riding Dane on the plane and as beautiful as I did on Nico’s face.
So I sit up and strip off my pajama top. Then, my shorts come off. I kick them to the end of the bed. My heart thuds hard and heavy everywhere in my body—my wrists, my throat, down the length of my spine.
The problem with confidence is that you can’t think about the ways something could go wrong. I can’t think about the fact that if I strip myself down and invite them to touch me, theymightsay no.
Instead of thinking about that, I look at their faces, pupils wide, expressions slack. Their bodies seem to vibrate with tension, with wanting that’s as palpable in the air as the sweet scent of the island plants outside the windows.
“I—I want Nico,” I say, swallowing, trying to harness Confident Lucy with everything I’ve got. I feel lightheaded, like I could float right out of my body at any moment. I can’t stop thinking about the day I rode Nico’s face, how good he was with his mouth, and that’s what I want now.
“Fuck, yes,” Nico growls, stripping off his robe and dropping it to the floor. Fully naked with his thick cock bobbing, he strides forward, parts my thighs, and kneels on the bed, lowering his mouth to me.
The gasp I let out seems to drive the other guys forward. Dane comes to one side of my body, and Cole on the other. As though working with the same mind, they lower their mouths to my breasts at the same time, though I can feel the difference between the two. Cole is all sucking and tongue, while Dane goes harder, his teeth scraping over the sensitive peak of my nipple.
Around me, the world turns into a plasma globe, the kind that you see at science museums, where you can touch your finger to the glass and the electricity strikes there, like a tiny blue lightning. Except it’s backward, andI’mthe glass, and the guys are the fingers.
Cole reaches down and hooks his free hand around my thigh, pulling it back and opening it up for Nico, who growls and pushes deeper, alternating between sucking my clit into his mouth and working at it with the flat of his tongue. I cry out, and Dane copies Cole, hooking his hand around my knee, holding my legs open.
It’s a little thing, but it feelsimpossiblygood. Like the fantasy of having a hand over your mouth, or your hands held aboveyour head. A little power taken from you can make the pleasure rise to the surface, I realize.
Dane and Cole lavish me with kisses and touches while Nico slips his tongue into my opening, pushing in as far as he can with it. I moan and gasp and cry out. Nico slides two fingers into me and curls them. Like a puppet, my body copies the movement, and the arching of my back nearly knocks Dane and Cole away from me.
They release my thighs, and I realize, a moment later, why. Their hands are around their cocks, which they pump and thrust against my hips, and I feel like when I was a kid, and I’d spin around on a chair, standing up only to find the world still moving.
