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Oh, hell yes.
I felt Jax’s arm flex tight, as he began fucking my face. The hand buried in my hair forced him even deeper down my throat, in perfect rhythm to his friend’s equally-deep thrusts. I turned me on because it felt wholly amazing, but it made me even more excited to know how good it must feel on their end. I wanted them to enjoy me, first and foremost. I wanted to please them, to make them happy, to show how much I not only loved and cared for them, but how grateful I was for how they’d gone above and beyond, to save my life’s work.
On top of it all, it just felt incredible to be so thoroughly and completely fucked. To be seized hold of; taken by force and thrown down and flipped over in all manner of dirty, wonderful things. These were my men, my boyfriends, my lovers. Any of them could use me, any way they wanted. I needed them to know I belonged to all of them, one-hundred percent. Together, or alone.
“Fuck…”
Jax grunted a curse and pulled my hair back, forcing me to face him. I knew he’d stopped because he was this close to losing it. I could feel it in how tightly his body was coiled, like a panther about to spring.
“You love this, don’t you?” he growled.
My blue eyes flared, burning into his own. They said everything I needed to say, no words needed.
“You love us, don’t you?”
I kissed him in response, crashing my lips against his. Our tongues danced. Our mouths churned, devouring each other desperately, through breathless whimpers and moans.
“I love you,” I whispered truthfully; against his lips. “All of you.”
I kissed him again, then bit his lip. As he pulled back to look at me, I grinned.
“And yes. I know that makes me greedy.”
Jax’s eyes burned into mine. In that moment we forged another connection, on an even deeper level.
“And I don’t care,” I murmured against his mouth.
In the meantime Adrian was behind me, still plowing away. The obscene sounds of our bodies crashing together was so hot, so unmistakably sexual, it shattered the silence of the hotel suite. He moved over, and Preston took his place. He pushed straight inside me with a different thickness, a different length, fucking me from a slightly different angle. His hands roamed my ass, instead of my hips. The speed and depth of his strokes was different too.
Three boyfriends… I thought to myself.
The benefits were limitless. I wanted these men physically, sexually, even emotionally, in every which way. I wanted to take them one by one, or two at a time, or three of them inside at once.
Was that even possible?
I didn’t care. I craved it. I needed it. There was no limit to what I would do for them, and they for me. I bucked back into Preston, rolling my ass, willing him to finish inside me, even though I knew that moment was still very far off. When it came, I would relish it. I’d grind him like a greedy bitch until his balls were empty, and then I’d shove Adrian down and ride him reverse cowgirl, so he could watch his friend’s hot load seeping out of me as he fucked me to oblivion.
The vision of all this drove me over the edge. I came so incredibly fucking hard, squeezing Preston’s thrusting member so tightly inside me it felt like I could take him with me. And then I did take him with me, because he couldn’t help himself. He bucked and grunted and buried himself as deep as he could, ramming his body into mine and then holding it there complete and utterly still, except for his thumping, throbbing shaft that was filling my insides with his molten, musky seed.
“FUCK!” he cried, in a mixture of both elation and frustration. “I couldn’t—”
Adrian lifted me up, pulling me from Jax, and guided me on shaky legs to the window. Once there, he raised my arms high overhead, interlaced his fingers with mine, and pressed his body against me from behind.
“How’s the view?” he whispered.
Still dizzy from my own orgasm, I looked down. I saw streetlamps. City streets. The red and white lights of traffic, flowing through veins and arteries of New York City. But the real view was down between my legs, as Adrian guided himself back inside my come-filled womb. My dripping folds swallowed him instantly. I felt the shudder of pleasure that wracked his body, as he pinned me to the window and began thrusting away.
Oh my God…
It felt incredibly sexy and dangerous, getting fucked with the world at my feet. The city began spinning beneath me, as I squeezed Adrian’s fingers between mine. Soon I was bucking back to meet his thrusts. Surrendering the rest of my body completely, as he fucked me wildly, and without reservation. I thought about how long I’d wanted this, and how crazy it was that I could’ve missed it. I didn’t just love this man, I absolutely adored him. I knew now that he was my world, my everything, my soul mate. He always had been.
“Hey…” a voice called impatiently. “We’re sharing her, remember?”
Adrian reluctantly withdrew, and Jax filled the void he left. It happened effortlessly, like they’d practiced the move. Like they’d been trading me back and forth their whole lives, sharing my body like two brothers taking turns with the same toy.
And they were exactly like brothers, I knew. I was lucky enough to have not come between them, or cause any jealousy, but at the same time I craved being sandwiched between them.
Jax’s lips closed over my shoulder, and he began kissing up and down my neck. The shivers from these kisses plunged me into a whole new universe of tingles, until every inch of my exposed skin was a bundle of nerve endings waiting to be caressed and touched. His hands slid up my sides, then over my breasts. He squeezed them firmly enough that I gasped, but the feel of his palms dragging over my nipples felt totally fucking amazing.
