The heat of her lips on mine secured my future right then and there. I lifted her legs and wrapped them around my waist, pushing us up against the door and pressing my growing erection against her as I stole every gasp from her mouth like I needed her to breathe. She leaned into me, clinging to my neck, grinding against me with an urgency I felt in my soul.
Hot pressure pressed against my back. Nikki’s lips latched onto the skin just above my collar, and every ounce of blood in my body rushed to my desperate, throbbing dick.
“Is this what you want, Ambrose?” His voice was husky, so damn needy I wanted him to reach down and grab my cock alongside Marley’s damp heat. “The two of us? Permanently?”
Breaking the connection to Marley’s mouth, I gasped when he bit down on the muscle. Fiery currents of need forced pre-cum out of my tip.
I didn’t care that Marley wanted Madman, too. We’d survived hell, and made each other whole, somehow. I’d never wanted anything more in my entire life. I wanted this. I wanted her. I wanted Nikki. I wanted them in whatever configuration they’d have me.
“Yes.” It came out as a needy whine, but at least that was accurate.
“I was about to show Marley just what she meant to me.” He nipped the shell of my ear and his erection brushed my ass cheeks in a soft thrust. “Why don’t we all show each other?”
Oh, fuck. Marley’s groan against my lips told me exactly what she thought of that, and the granite rod in my pants said the same. Nikki’s heat left my back, but he tugged on my shoulder. “Come with me.”
I released Marley, relishing the glassy fog in her eyes and her swollen lips. Gripping her hand in mine, I followed Nikki down a short hallway.
“I haven’t fucked you, baby,” Nikki pointed at the large bed in the center of the room and pointed to its center. “And you haven’t felt Marley come around your cock. How would you like to feel both today?”
Hot sweat erupted along my spine at the suggestion. The filthy proposition hung in the air as Nikki took Marley into his arms. “Would that be okay, baby girl? Ambrose fucking you into the mattress while I fuck him? It’s okay if you’re not comfortable with that yet.”
“Fuck, yes.” Marley’s pupils dilated to lust-filled saucers, and she leaned up to kiss him as if to cement the deal. When she pulled back, Nikki’s grin was dangerous.
“Strip for us, baby girl. Slowly. Then lay on the bed.”
As I absorbed Nikki’s hotter-than-sin direction, Marley turned in place and slowly lifted her dress over her head, revealing a simple white matching bra and underwear set. I’d seen her like this before, soaping herself up in a raging rainstorm, and it had been hard to keep my hormones in check then. But here, now? Stripping for me?
It was its own form of torture. Soft skin I wanted to suck every inch of, dappled thighs to crush me inside her, breasts I’d one day get to slide my dick through … She was so fucking gorgeous, and I was just some jobless guy who’d spend the rest of my life begging to worship at her altar.
“Take it all off, baby girl,” Nikki cooed while he removed his own shorts and T-shirt, his massive erection let loose from his tiny European boxers when he slid them down his legs. My mouth watered watching it bob against his abs. The memory of sucking him off in a rundown wooden shack a memorable highlight of my life.
His piercings caught the light, and each one on the underside of his girthy shaft practically winked at me. Fuck. How was that going to fit into my ass?
Marley peeled her panties down her legs, and the crisp patch of dark hair begged me to bury my nose in it. When she finally released her impressive chest, I lost my resolve and buried my face between the mounds instead. My mouth closed around one nipple and sucked on it as if it were one of those lollipops Madman loved so much.
Her back arched against my touch, pushing her breasts firmer into my face. I moved my attention to the other one with enough enthusiasm to be an entire cheerleading squad.
Hands wrapped around me from behind. Nikki pulled my shirt up over my head, halting my ministrations, and Marley used the opportunity to lie down in the center of the bed as instructed. She splayed out like a fucking goddess, legs wide, revealing a glistening pink pussy desperate to be touched.
“It might take me some time to come.” My goddess bit her lip, as if the statement was painful to admit. “Risperidone is a bitch for orgasms. I don’t want you to think —”
“Oh baby,” Nikki’s smooth tenor washed over both of us like an audible orgasm. “We’re going to make it so good for you, I don’t care how long it takes to get there.” His wink sent another shiver down my spine. “Challenge accepted.”
Nikki unbuttoned my pants and slid them down my thighs before wrapping an arm around my chest and dipping the other hand into my boxers, stroking a firm fist along my shaft. A violent shudder rolled through us both and I bucked against his naked skin.
Marley’s stare fixated on Nikki’s hand hidden beneath the fabric. Not wanting his hand to go anywhere but on my throbbing cock, I awkwardly pushed my boxers off my thighs around him, giving her a full eyeful of skin and sin. Pre-cum leaked from my tip onto Nikki’s soft palm, and he used it to lube me up, prepping me for our girl.
Our girl. How the fuck had I gotten so lucky?
“Ambrose … your tattoo. It’s beautiful.”
Marley eyed my ink with awed fascination, her gaze roaming over the intricate design. I’d tattoo the rest of my fucking body if it meant she would look at every part of me that way.
“Yes, Ambrose has a deliciously slutty thigh tattoo, and we’re going to kiss every inch later.” The dark promise in Nikki’s tone forced another roll of sweat down my spine.
“Are you ready for her, baby?” He let go of me and reached across the bed to swipe a long finger through the folds of Marley’s pussy. His cock twitched against his abs and he groaned wantonly as his index finger, coated with a thick slick of Marley’s arousal, slid into his mouth.
“She’s so ready for you, baby. Taste her.” He gripped my chin and slid his tongue into my mouth. Her sweet and tangy flavor exploded across my tastebuds.