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Okay, I admit it. I miss them.
I miss Knox’s possessive gaze that makes me pool into a puddle claiming my surrender. We talk math, and both of us get turned on. We read a lot of the same books.
Finn with his ever ready smile that lights up his face when I walk into a room. We only have eyes for each other in those moments. His favorite thing is to brand every inch of my skin with his lips, before taking me on every surface of his flat. His shower gets a workout along with the couch, his balcony, and strangely the bar—after it’s closed, of course. The next day his eyes widen when he hands me my lunch, and I smile at the memory of us. He mouths, ‘Angel’, and insists on walking me to the door.
The tension melts from Lachlan’s face when he sees me. He’s a different man from the one I met nearly ten days ago. He smiles more. I can see how much lighter he is. I enjoy being what he needs and love him always knowing what I’m feeling.
I take the stairs down to the bar wondering if Finn wants help, but the bar is empty. Knox could be in the office, probably scowling at a spreadsheet. He has an office on the bottom floor of the pub, close to the action.
Finn, Knox and Lachlan’s flats are on the first floor. Mine has outside access so I can come and go as I please.
I wonder if that’s where both of them are.
I head to Finn’s flat, wondering if Knox and Finn are kicking back with a beer watching Man U or Chelsea. Football or soccer. I have no clue.
The front door of Finn’s apartment is slightly ajar, so I enter. At the end of a hall my breath stalls, but my blood roars through my veins, and I’m unsteady as the other night plunges into my brain. Knox in my mouth, Lachlan owning my ass, and Finn milking my pussy. In the living room there’s a futon thing.
A door in front of me opens, and I gasp as all three shirtless brothers walk into the room. Their eyes are on their prize. Me. I forget to swallow. I can’t remember my name. I inhale each of their scents. Lachlan’s citrus smell, Finn’s slightly woodsy and outdoorsy, and Knox’s soapy leathery smell mixed with him. My heart skips about twenty beats as they have hands on the front of their jeans. All of them are hard. My nipples tighten into desperate, needy buds. My breasts ache. My stomach tenses, but my pussy flutters. I’m already wet.
“Are you ready for us, baby?” Knox growls.
Yes. God, yes. I was born for this moment. I want this. I need this. I rip my T-shirt from my head while Lachlan steps forward, sinks to the ground, and removes my Louboutin shoes. I don’t think I could get wetter, but I do. Finn is making quick work of my jeans as I help him. These clothes are a prison. I need to be out of them now. Knox watches as his brothers remove my underwear and unclip my bra.
Lachlan licks my mound and pushes my legs apart. I sag under the onslaught of his tongue. Finn is now behind me and palming my breasts and pinching my nipples. His hard cock nestles in my butt. Knox turns my chin toward him and kisses me. He nips my bottom lip, and I squirm. His tongue glides in, and I moan. I catch his groan and swallow it. My hand finds the hard length of him. I fist him.
Lachlan’s mouth is doing fantastic things to my clit. Circling, nipping. His finger sinks into my hot heat. Finn now has an aching, desperate nipple in his mouth. I moan again into Knox’s mouth. A guttural sound. I blink and stare into Knox’s hypnotic eyes. I don’t ask for permission to come. I shatter. Convulsing around these men in sensory overload. Stars are in my eyes. Heaven is banging on my door. Lachlan moans and looks up at me, his face glistening. Finn’s arm is holding me up otherwise I’d be a boneless lump on the ground. Knox lashes me with his dominating stare. When did he stop kissing me?
“Why did you stop kissing me?”
Knox’s eyes are a deep, shattered blue. “I haven’t started kissing you, baby.”
Lachlan stands, and all three lead me to the futon.
“You okay, Angel?” Finn asks.
“Yeah. I’m more than okay.” All I feel is their heat, lust, and desire meeting mine. All are hard, and I’m aching for them to be inside me.
Lachlan lies on the futon. I kiss his mouth before I sink onto his cock, both of us groaning as he fills me. Finn’s heat is at my back. He’s rubbing my moisture from my pussy to my ass.
I salivate as he eases into me. My eyes close as I adjust to the sensation. I can’t even describe it. Full, loved, on fire, my body is melting as lava pools in my pussy.
“Jesus,” Finn hisses. “So fucking tight and hot.” He thrusts gently as Knox’s cock nudges my lips. I take him deep, groaning. I think I’m going to combust. I’m in sensory overload. Lachlan presses my clit with his thumb, and I squirm and gasp. I’m close again, so very close. I look up at Knox who smolders. He gives the nod, and I fall apart. My legs shake, my stomach quivers and my pussy is in heaven.
“Oh, Jesus,” Lachlan groans. “You’re milking me.”
Knox’s cock is gone from my mouth. He stands over Lachlan fisting himself.
Without a word, Finn pulls out of my ass at the same time as Lachlan. I cry out at the loss, but it doesn’t last long.
Knox kisses me before pulling me up into his powerful, beautiful body.
Finn is on the futon as I lower myself onto his greedy cock. Knox is at my back, his heat an inferno. Lachlan is nudging my mouth with his cock. I’m grasping for him. I can taste myself. It’s dark and illicit, and so sexy I groan. He swells in my mouth. I ride Finn, his hands on my hips steadying me.
He gasps. “Angel, you are beautiful.”
“Easy, baby. I’m going to fill your tight hole like you’ve never been filled.” Knox’s voice whispers of promise against my heated skin.
I moan and take Lachlan deeper who hisses.
