“You think you can take three cocks at once tonight?”
“I-I want to.”
He chuckled softly before kissing me again, then he rolled onto his back, taking me with him so I was on top. A moment later, Anson was pushing deep inside my pussy next to Evan’s cock. Anson shifted a little higher on my body as Klaus took up the small amount of space left.
My eyelids flew open as I realized all three were going into my pussy. We’d discussed it before but had never done it.
“Tell us if it’s too much,” Evan murmured. “And we’ll stop.”
I swallowed and buried my face in his neck, my nails digging deep into his skin as Klaus slowly worked his way inside my pussy with Anson and Evan.
Three cocks. One pussy.
They all shifted slowly, making me moan loudly, my breathing ragged. With Evan on the bottom and Anson situated behind me, it was awkward. Klaus had to puzzle-piece himself behind Anson on Evan’s lap to make this work.
“Oh, fuck,” Evan murmured. “That feels so fucking good.”
“I knew she could handle us,” Anson said. “Such a good girl.”
“She’s going to make me come like this,” Klaus grunted.
They all moved slowly, each taking their time as they worked like well-oiled machines.
My orgasm slammed into me, making me shake and cry out.
And that’s what sent them over the edge, all of us coming together amid soft moans and heavy breathing.
This was definitely one of the best nights of my life.
30
ETHAN
Cole was a damn mess. It was worse than I’d ever seen him, and I’d seen him in some of his darkest days. He’d gone as far as hiring a lap dance at one of Enzo’s clubs, but he cried the entire time the woman was on him. Then he’d gotten drunk and thrown up on my shoes.
“Naked push-ups?” Enzo asked as I came back into the living room after checking on him.
“Yep. Naked fucking push-ups.”
Enzo sighed and rubbed his eyes.
“You fucked up,” I said, looking at Enzo. I’d been saying it to him for days, and he kept shaking his head and not saying a damn word.
“I know,” he said, sitting forward.
We were quiet for a moment before I spoke. “Uh, Church reached out. Said we needed to fix shit or he would step in again.”
Enzo grunted.
“Enzo, what were you thinking?” I asked gently.
“I wasn’t,” he muttered. “At least not as a whole. It was a selfish, stupid, drunken, jealous move. I fucked up. I know I did.I just… I don’t know how to fix it. Cole says he’s cheated. He hasn’t spoken to Rosalie in a week. It’s killing him. And with a baby on the way.” His voice cracked. “I know what this means to him, so I know how badly I fucked it up. H-He’s scared. I’ve considered reaching out to Rosalie myself, but I don’t even know what I’d say or if what I would say would only make shit worse. What do I do?”
I sighed and shook my head. “I don’t know.”
Enzo cursed softly.
His phone buzzed, and he pulled it out, his face morphing from sadness to anger as he answered.
