Chapter 31 Summer
SUMMER
I thought waking up between two nearly naked men would feel more transcendent. Surrounded by firm, undeniably male bodies, their muscular arms crisscrossed over my body, holding me.
Instead I felt out of alignment, my heart twisted one rotation too far. The disquiet only grew as they slept. They would wake eventually, and my nest would be cold again.
I tilted my head upward and kissed Mercer beneath his jaw.
Jae was resting on my shoulder, and I turned to nuzzle his hair, breathing in the scent of calm sea air.
He stirred slowly, a flash of confusion before I was kissing him.
It took him a drowsy moment before he responded.
His hold on my hip tightened as I coaxed open his lips, not caring that we’d both just woken up.
Mercer’s weight shifted behind me. I turned from Jae and woke him up with a kiss, too. Or tried to.
“Summer.” Mercer blinked, trying to process.
“Just kiss me, please.”
I sighed with relief when his mouth met mine. An involuntary whine escaped when Jae swept my hair aside and began kissing my neck. This was what I wanted. Touch. Sensuality. Anything to fill the dragging emptiness in my chest.
Mercer braced my jaw and tilted my face upward, forcing me to meet his smoke-gray gaze. “You going to let us both have you?”
The unfurling of heat was immediate. I wanted it so much.
Jae fisted my shirt beneath my throat, exposing my breasts. “We’re good at sharing,” he promised. He bit down gently on the sensitive slope of my neck. I arched right into Mercer’s waiting hand with a sharp gasp, his thumb dancing across my hard nipple.
“Are you sure?” I managed to ask. The layers between us couldn’t hide their arousal. One pressed between my cheeks and the other settled in the crease of my thighs. I felt like I’d die if I didn’t get them both inside me.
“We trust each other.”
They moved in sync, tearing off my clothes until I was bare for them.
“So trust us to make you feel good.”
Two tongues, four hands everywhere. Closer than close, their scents melding with mine. Salt and sweat and hunger. I was in fucking heaven, awash in sensation with no room to think. Just the way I wanted.
But their almost s were killing me. Almost tonguing my nipple. Almost touching my clit. I kept chasing them for more as they left me with light pecks and nose nudges.
“Don’t tease me,” I pleaded, unable to hide the edge of desperation.
“Shh.” Mercer could pretend to be all sweet, but his eyes glittered with his true intentions. “We got you.”
He cut off my cry with a kiss as Jae filled me with two fingers. I tried to squeeze my legs together from the sudden intrusion, but they had me pinned, held open and helpless.
“You’re so wet.” Jae’s mischievous dimple deepened. He hooked his fingertips against my sensitive inner wall as Mercer’s hand splayed across my lower abdomen, pressing down.
“Oh my god,” I whimpered. It felt like my G-spot was being stimulated from the inside and the outside. Jae sped up, pushing in and out wetly as Mercer held firm. My cunt spasmed as the pressure rose and rose.
“It’s too much,” I stammered, my voice high and tight. The fullness, the flex of his fingers, the way they watched me squirm. I knew the sheets beneath me were already damp with my juices. “I’m going to make a mess.”
“That’s the idea.” Mercer began to caress my engorged clit with his other hand.
“You’re so close, angel. I can feel it,” Jae encouraged me. “Come for us.”
I let go. Surrendered to everything they were doing to me. A near-feral moan tore from my throat and I trembled as slick gushed in several uncontrollable bursts.
I floated in another dimension, tingly all over from their praise and the aftershocks. Flying but afraid to fall. I needed to keep chasing the high of their touch.
I pushed on Mercer’s shoulders, but he was already descending.
He always ate me out like he didn’t know if he’d get the chance to again.
I softened beneath his ravenous tongue. The persistent ringing in my ears went quiet again.
I guided Jae to my mouth to maintain the endorphin rush, teasing the ball bearings and stroking the hardening bulge at the base.
Mercer lifted his head. “Did you tell them that you let me fuck your ass?”
Jae jerked against the roof of my mouth. “Jesus,” he muttered, the weight of his cock growing heavier on my tongue.
“You did so well, too.”
I whined as Mercer’s large finger slipped between my cheeks, working slick into my tight ring of muscle. But I nearly flew off the mattress at the warm, slippery intrusion of his tongue.
“Look how quickly you’re opening up again.” He was back to using his fingers. Two this time. They corkscrewed in and out, eased by my own wetness coating them. Mercer’s eyes flicked over my head.
“Should we…?” he began.
Jae replied quickly, the two of them on the same wavelength. “Definitely. You want to—”
“No, you can.”
“Are you sure?”
“She’ll love it.”
My head spun, not following. They maneuvered me easily between them.
Jae leaned back against the pillows with me on top, my back against his chest. He hooked my legs over his knees, opening me up.
I felt exposed. On display, ready to be toyed with.
Mercer pushed two fingers past my lips before drawing a wet line down my front to my soaked clit.
Something blunt and pierced nudged at my back entrance.
“Jae,” I panted.
My spread cheeks were nestled in his palms. “Take me. As slow as you need to,” Jae breathed.
I sank down, letting the tip barely breach me. Fuck, he felt huge. I shuddered, realizing that this only made me crave him more. My weight dropped, and another couple of inches disappeared. Mercer continued to play with my clit, watching my pussy flutter and clench.
“Are you going to fuck me, too?” I asked.
“Greedy.” Mercer dropped a kiss to my mouth, catching my bottom lip between his teeth as he pulled away. “Adjust to Jae first.”
My impatience ached. Why did it feel like it would never be enough?
The feel of the two ball bearings rolling against my narrow channel brought me back to where I wanted to be.
Sensory. Tactile. I bit down to stifle my moan, focusing on Jae moving inside me and Mercer’s fingers.
They worked me over the crest of another orgasm, my pussy leaking and desperate afterward.
I let my weight fall back on Jae. He scent-marked me behind my ear. Tender, sweet, and inquisitive. An attentive alpha reading his omega’s scent. “Enough teasing,” he said firmly.
Mercer wrapped his hand around the back of my neck, forcing me to look down.
“Watch.”
He was pushing in, too. Forward and forward, somehow finding room in my cunt while I was already stretched to the limit with Jae. Mercer withdrew a few inches and showed me his cock, shiny with slick, before he roughly filled me to the hilt.
“How does it feel fucking both of us?”
I couldn’t even form a coherent answer.
They fell in sync easily. Working together, me trapped between, drinking up all their attention and adoration. Kisses everywhere. My mouth, my neck, in my hair. Both of them moved inside me, filling my head with sounds of their exertion, their pleasure, their worship.
I wanted to stay here forever. The only thing that would make it more perfect, I thought dimly, was if Lucien was here, too.
Their scents carried me away, lush green and the welcoming sea. The wave swelled, rising and rising before the inevitable crash. I dragged them through the riptide with me. Mercer groaned a shattered version of my name into my hair as his cum flooded my pussy.
Jae began swearing, trying to pull out. “Fuck. My knot.”
“No, don’t.” I was reduced to baser instincts. Separation, no . Keeping him locked inside me, yes . “I want it,” I insisted.
“I don’t want to hurt—”
“You won’t. Fucking knot me, alpha.”
My vision exploded in starlight as his knot swelled, every pulse of his cock coinciding with another deep burst of heat. I crumpled and they surrounded me, holding me safe between their racing heartbeats.
“Let’s stay here all day,” I said drowsily, even though I was supposed to be getting ready for work.
I could be a little late.