Chapter 50
Josephine
“Lie on the bed.”
Kylian’s instructions begin the second Nicky steps into the room.
“All right, all right. What have we got going on here?”
“Jo requested your presence for sexual relations. We’re going to have a three-way.”
Behind me, Nicky snorts. “You her spokesperson now? Didn’t know you were considering a career in PR.”
“You asked a question. I gave the answer. Jo’s mouth is full, so she can’t answer for herself anyway.”
Nicky steps into my line of sight as I take Kylian’s cock deep. He’s planted firmly at the end of the bed, and I’m already naked, on hands and knees, my thighs spread wide so I can sink low enough to take his full length into my mouth.
Kylian grips my hair, thrusting and holding until I gag. He groans as my throat constricts around his cock. With a shift of his hips, he pulls back a fraction to give me a break.
I grunt my refusal and dig my nails into his thighs until he gets the idea and fucks the back of my throat again.
“Jo,” he groans, drawing out the single syllable like it’s a prayer. “Fuck, baby.” He thrusts again.
I peek up, enamored by the sight of his head thrown back in ecstasy, and pull back just a little so I can lock eyes with Nicky. Holding his gaze, I swirl my tongue around the ridge of Kylian’s penis.
“That’s hot.” Locke’s got his bottom lip pulled between his teeth and he’s fisting his erection through his pants.
“I told you to get on the bed.” Kylian grits his teeth, as if he’s doing everything in his power to keep it together.
“Bro. I love you. But I only take orders from her.” He shoots me a wink.
Kylian scoffs, but he cradles my jaw with a touch far too tender for the commanding tone he’s taken. “How do you expect her to give you orders when she’s being such a good girl and letting me fuck her mouth?”
My stomach erupts with butterflies. Praise like that from Kylian does it for me every time.
“We don’t need words. Our connection is so deep I can read her mind.”
“Oh yeah? Oh—fuck, hold up.”
The warning is for me. Kylian’s cock pulses in my mouth. He’s close, but he doesn’t want to come yet.
Easing off, I focus on the tip, tonguing the end of his leaking slit.
“Yep. For instance…” Locke approaches, shucking off his shirt, and sinks to his knees. “Right now, our girl wants me to suck on her perfect tits and play with her clit while she deep-throats you until you explode.”
The heat between my thighs intensifies at the prospect.
“Is that what you want, baby?” Kylian shifts his stance to make room for Locke.
I pop off his dick and grin. “Yes, Daddy.”
“Don’t smack me too hard with your nuts.” Locke’s wearing a devious smirk.
I stifle a laugh. It’s a fair request. He’ll have to sit on the floor right in front of Kylian to make this work.
Before Kylian can respond, I take his full length into my mouth and hum. I love the feel of him. The fullness. The trust he bestows on me when he lets me play with his cock.
I moan as arousal drips between my legs, both from pleasuring Kylian and from the proximity of his best friend. Nicky angles in and kisses my neck, my chest, and finally scrapes his teeth against the peak of my breast while his big hands caress and massage every inch of skin he can find.
He lavishes me, going from one side to the other, biting my breasts and sucking my nipples into hard, pointed peaks.
“You’re so fucking sweet. You love when I suck on these perfect tits while Kylian fucks your pretty mouth, don’t you, Hot Girl?” He dips low again, capturing one breast in his mouth while he pinches the aching nipple of the other. “What’s that? You want me to rub your clit too?”
I grin around Kylian’s cock, delighted by the return of Locke’s playful nature.
Peering up, I check on Kylian.
He’s very clearly in his own world. With his head thrown back, he’s muttering under his breath. When he grips my hair and holds my head in place, I know he’s ready.
I hollow my cheeks and suck hard. At the same time, Nicky pinches one nipple, sucks on the other, and grinds the heel of his hand against my clit in quick, urgent thrusts.
As an orgasm crashes into me, Kylian groans, and the first spurt of his release hits my tongue.
Nicky works me through my orgasm as I suck Kylian through his.
We’re a mess of moans and cum as our indulgence peaks and our joint releases crash through us.
Pleasure. Pleasure everywhere. Giving and receiving. Feeling and loving.
For as long as I live, I’ll never get enough of these boys.
When we’re done, we’re all breathless. With a groan, Kylian scrubs his hands down his face and looms over us so he can see Nicky, who’s still splayed out on the floor.
“Now are you ready to get on the fucking bed?”
Locke rolls his lips and turns his head in slow motion, clearly deferring to me.
“On the bed, Emo Boy. Don’t make him say it again.”
Without a word, he scrambles to his feet, salutes Kylian, and flops back on the mattress, legs and arms splayed wide.
Kylian grasps my waist and helps me to my feet. Once I’m steady, he spins me around and presses into me from behind. He rests his chin on my shoulder and brings his lips to my ear, sending shivers racing through me, as the two of us take in the sight of Nicky spread out before us.
“You’re going to ride him while I finger your ass.”
It’s not a question. It’s not even a request.
It’s a command I can’t wait to obey.
Locke yanks his pants and underwear down in one quick movement and tosses them off the bed.
My heart pounds against my chest as I climb onto the bed and crawl closer to him.
Kylian follows right behind me. “Plant your feet, Nicky. Ease her down, then get her nice and stretched out on your cock.”
Locke grins up at me as I straddle him and lower myself onto his length.
I’m dripping from my orgasm, but I still take my time. Savoring the stretch. Savoring the sensation of being filled so impossibly full by Nicky’s massive size.
Locke squeezes his eyes shut and clears his throat, then opens them and focuses on our lower halves, hazel eyes blazing. His focus is set on the apex of my thighs, at the place our bodies connect and two become one. “I’ll never get over the sight of us together.”
“It is one of your top five favorite places,” I tease, bending forward so I can pepper his neck with kisses.
“I’m serious, Hot Girl. I love this. I love you.
You’re my ultimate favorite place.” The kiss he plants on my lips is tender.
The thrust that follows is hard enough to force his pubic piercing into my clit.
Our lips are still touching when he whispers, “Right here. Right now. Inside you. There’s no place else I’d rather be. ”
Kylian trails his fingers down my spine, pulling me back to the moment.
The warmth of his lips against the back of my neck is so erotic my pussy clenches around Locke’s length.
“I’ve got plenty of lube. It’s going to burn a little at first. Tell me to stop, and I will.”
It’s sweet that Kylian’s done his research, but Kendrick’s been fingering my ass almost every time he fucks me lately. We’re all in with the ass play and prep these days. We all have the same end goal in mind.
Behind me, Kylian pops the cap off the bottle, and a moment later, his finger is probing.
“Relax for me, baby. Kiss Nicky. Let him make you feel good.”
“Yes, Daddy.” Obediently, I dip my tongue into Nicky’s mouth and grind my hips back and forth in his lap.
When Kylian breaches my hole, I freeze. Not because it hurts, but because it feels so deliciously carnal and forbidden.
“Holy shit,” Nicky breathes out. He grips my hips and holds me down. “I can feel his finger inside you. Holy shit. Ah, fuck. That’s so fucking good. Too good. I’m not going to last at this rate.”
“Oh yes you will,” Kylian murmurs.
Locke jolts and lets out a yelp. “Dude. What the fuck? Did you really just yank on my balls?”
“Yes I did. You need to hold off. Make our girl detonate. She comes first. Always.”
“Fucking hell, Kyl. That was never up for debate. No more spontaneous ball grabs, understood?”
“Yes.”
Their banter would probably have me rolling with laughter if I wasn’t so focused on the stretch and the pull and the hot and fiery sensation flooding me as Nicky fucks my pussy and Kylian fingers my ass.
I rise up slightly, then lower again, and we all groan in unison.
“You love this, don’t you, baby?” Kylian murmurs in my ear. “You love rubbing your clit on Nicky’s piercing while you’re full of his cock. And you love my fingers plugging your ass.”
“Fuck. Yes,” I pant, unable to control my breathing. I’m desperate to move, desperate to chase what’s promising to be an utterly satisfying orgasm.
“You’re so perfect, baby. Letting us fill you up. Showing us how well you can take it.”
I grind harder on Nicky’s piercing, the edges of orgasm within reach.
Kylian moves my hair to one side. “As good as this feels, imagine what it will be like when Kendrick’s fucking your ass while I’m buried deep in your cunt for the first time.”
I was already on the precipice. The sensations are all too much. Adding his dirty words and carnal promises is all it takes to send me spiraling.
“That’s it,” Nicky grunts. “Right fucking there.”
His cock pulsates inside me as his orgasm takes hold.
“That’s our girl,” Kylian praises. “Ride his cock and fuck my fingers, baby. Show us how pretty you look when you come for two of your boyfriends.”
We come, the two of us, under Kylian’s direction and praise.
Our joint release is so much more than pleasure: it’s a promise and a vow, a manifestation for our future.
I want it to always be like this.
Together. Figuring it out. Making it work.
We come together, and my body trembles with a vulnerable sense of need I’ve never felt before.
I’ve always been fiercely independent, and I’ve never needed anyone like I need my boys, but as the final spasms of my orgasm roll through me, I admit the truth to myself: I never want to be apart from them again.