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Talissa’s muscles tense, but she doesn’t object. Doesn’t safe word. Irritation bleeds into this perfect moment.
“Color, Talissa,” I check in. My voice is rough with the frustration I’m trying to mask. I may die of blue balls if she needs us to stop, but the alternative is unacceptable. I’d slit my own throat before I’d focus on my own pleasure and push her too far. One way or the other, she and I will have a serious conversation about using her safe words when she needs them.
“Y-ye-yellow, sir,” she stammers.
“Good girl,” I praise. My hands massage over her ass and lower back, rewarding her physically for her honesty.
“Now, tell me why. What do you need?”
“I haven’t. It’s been a long time. I don’t know…” Her words tumble on top of one another, making no sense yet all the sense in the world. Poor girl, but I know what she’s getting at.
“You thought I was going to raw dog your ass without prep? Precious girl, that would be a cruelty. I know anal is on the green flag list, but not tonight. Not our first time.” My assurance has those muscles relaxing again, her supple body melting with trust that makes my chest tight with thankfulness.
“I’m sorry for assuming, Beck. Green then. I’m green, if I didn’t ruin the mood completely,” she says.
“You didn’t ruin anything, perfect girl.” And she didn’t. Instead of sliding right into her sloppy mess of a cunt, I take my time to work her back into a frenzy with my fingers.
There’s so much cum from the three of them orgasming. A mix of tangy honey from her pussy and their salty bitter spend. I bury my face between her cheeks, my nose pressing against the dark hole I promised I wouldn’t fuck tonight. I lap at the mess made by the three of them and work my tongue against her hard little clit.
In no time at all, I have her back on the edge of yet another orgasm, and only then do I rise to my knees and push myself inside. She’s coming before I finish the first stroke, and by the fifth time I bottom out against her cervix, so am I. My seed splashes against the firm entrance to her womb, displacing Hudson and Asher’s.
For just a second, I envision breeding her just like this. Each of us unloading inside her, our seed racing against each other’s to fertilize her hot little body. Impregnate her and keep her tits heavy with milk indefinitely. The image is so good the pleasure of it whites my vision, and I nut until my balls cramp from it.
Exhaustion slams into all of us with the force of a freight train. Though there are things yet to explore tonight, I barely get her wrists unlocked and rubbed down, while Asher and Hudson take care of cleaning us all up, before we pass out, all four of us in a tangle of sublimity I never knew was possible.
Chapter Thirteen
Asher
Waking up with Beck’s hand wrapped around my morning wood and Hudson’s head on my chest was unexpected. To say the least. What was expected was that somewhere in this tangle of limbs would be some sweetly female parts. Judging by the amount of hard-packed muscle and coarse hair seemingly everywhere, female parts definitely aren’t present.
“So last night… That was different. Right?” Hudson’s voice is soft when he lifts his head from my chest.
I flick away the sheet covering our lower bodies and gesture with my chin to where Beck’s got a grip on my dick in a way a platonic buddy never would. His even breathing says he’s still asleep, but the clench and release of his fist tells me he’s dreaming of beating somebody’s meat. My hips arch into his grasp without my permission.
“Good different. I hope,” I respond.
“Probably oughta wake Sleeping Beauty there before he somni-handjobs you. We should talk about this.”
“What’s to talk about?” Beck’s sleep-rough grumble cuts in. “You both got off on it. I got off on it. Talissa got off on it. A lot. Label it whatever you want to, the three of us are left of center when it comes to straight. Fuckin’ go back to sleep. It’s too early for this philosophical shit.”
With his eyes screwed shut, he manages to let go of my hard-on and snag Hud by the arm to pull him back down. His soft snore resumes, signaling he’s done discussing the seismic shift that took place in our lives last night.
Beck may have drifted right back to sleep, but Hud’s thoughts are so noisy I can’t ignore them. I know he won’t relax until I give him an answer.
“Yeah, man. Good different,” I whisper.
I mean it. I don’t know what can come from three men who all want one woman and maybe, each other. I’ve seen poly relationships work. But as an attorney, I’ve also seen them go down in flames. Hudson and Beck are my best friends. For whatever quirk of universal timing brought us all into the room with a girl who seems perfect for each of us, Talissa sure feels like she could be the one.
The clock on the table beside this giant bed reads three a.m., and I allow myself to follow Beck back to sleep. There will be time enough in the morning to figure out where Talissa’s sexy little ass snuck off to and why. She agreed to meet us Friday night for dinner, but maybe, we can get in touch with her for something sooner. I don’t know if I can wait five days.
* * *
Much as Talissa sneaking out of the room while we all slept rankles, it’s honestly the only reason I’ll be even halfway on time to work this morning. If she’d been there when I woke up, I know, without a doubt, we’d still be locked away in that room.
Instead, I’m back to the grind. Doesn’t matter that my focus is halfway stuck on daydreaming about the next time we’ll see her. I have a job to do and people expecting me to maintain at least the appearance of being a driven, high-powered attorney. With that in mind, I shift my briefcase from my right hand to the left and adjust my tie.
The blast of artificially cool air when the automatic doors whoosh open feels like an unnecessary extravagance considering the temperate climate of the city behind me. But clients expect ostentation and luxury when they’re paying nearly a thousand dollars an hour for representation. The firm exceeds at providing that sense of luxury boutique representation, whether clients are looking for a shark to take their ex to the cleaners or to carry them through turbulent contract negotiations.
