Chapter 38 Summer
THIRTY-EIGHT
SUMMER
What. Is. Happening.
My head is spinning, and the room feels too bright, like I’ve stood up too fast. I can feel all three men’s eyes on me like a physical weight. Slowly, I drop onto the soft rug.
Alec kneels and pulls me sideways across his lap, so I’m on all fours with my belly stretched over his thighs.
“Okay?” he asks quietly.
“Very.”
He nods. “I like this position,” he decides, smoothing a hand over my hair, gently combing through some tangles. “Fraser. Kneel down here and kiss her. We’re not going any further until she’s dripping for us.”
Fraser chuckles. “Right you are, boss.” He crouches in front of me, grinning. His eyes sparkle like citrine in the firelight. “Hiya, sweetheart.”
“Hey,” I croak.
He tilts his head. “Bit of a unique position you’ve got yourself into.”
“Yep.”
“Now, Fraser,” Alec orders. “And do it right, please.”
“How are you even more bossy in bed,” Fraser mutters, cupping my jaw in his hands and pressing his lips to mine.
I sigh into the kiss. As his lips move against mine, Alec strokes me, sweeping his hand up and down my spine in a rhythmic, soothing motion.
It’s sending little electric tingles rushing through my skin.
I peep over Fraser’s shoulder. Cameron is still standing back in the shadows, observing silently.
Alec tuts. “Do better, Fraser. She’s getting distracted.”
Fraser makes a rough noise, sliding his tongue against mine, and I let my eyes fall shut, losing myself in the kiss. Time blurs as we make out on the soft rug. Alec keeps petting me, and the fire warms my skin. It’s not long before I’m panting against Fraser’s mouth.
“Enough,” Alec announces. “Let me check her.” Fraser pulls back and looks at me, his eyes black.
His lips are red and wet. Alec lets his roaming hand slide lower, slowly swiping his big fingers between my wet folds.
The brief brush of pressure is almost unbearable, and I feel my whole body jolt in his arms. Alec shushes me softly, lifting his fingers to examine them. They glisten in the firelight.
“Beautiful,” Alec tells me and licks my juices off his fingers. “Lovely, sweetheart.”
I don’t respond. I can’t. Alec’s eyes flash over my head. “She’s ready,” he announces. “Fraser, stand, strip, get behind her.”
Fraser chuckles. “Hey, so is anyone else a bit turned on that Alec is a secret dom?”
I raise my hand. Fraser winks at me, stands, and checks the pocket of his jeans. “Well, I’ve only got one Trojan on me, so you guys are outta luck. I would share, but it’s really hard to get them in XXL.”
“How would you know,” Alec mutters.
“You are literally about to see my dick, pal, so maybe it’s not the best time to be running your mouth—”
“I have the implant,” I blurt out. Both men go silent. I flush. “And, um. I haven’t been with anyone since I last got tested. I’m clear. If you guys are…?”
“Jesus.” Fraser wipes a hand over his face. “I’m having one of those dreams again. Aye, I’m good. Cam?”
Cameron nods.
Alec’s fingers touch under my chin, forcing me to look at him. “So am I,” he says softly. “Are you sure you want this?”
I nod. My breath is coming faster at the thought of it. I don’t know what’s come over me. A few days ago, I’d never even had a three-way, and now I’m asking three men to come inside me. But the thought is so hot it makes my belly crunch.
Alec considers me. “Why?” The word feels like the lash of a whip.
“Um.” I squirm. “I want to…feel you.”
“Aye?” His hand trails down to my stomach.
“Want to feel us bare inside you? For us to all fill you up? Three men is a lot to take, sweetheart. I’m not sure you can handle it.
” His thumb strokes over my lower belly.
“You’ll be overflowing. Between us, we’d pump you so full that you’d leak us for days. ”
I choke.
“Jesus Christ,” Fraser mutters.
“Or is that what you want?” Alec asks me. “Is that part of the fantasy?”
“Yes,” I manage.
He smiles. “You know I’m going to make you say it.”
I squeeze my eyes shut. “I want…you all to fill me up. Get me messy. Make me yours.”
Alec leans back. “Well, then, since you asked so sweetly. You heard her, Fraser.”
“Aye, I did.” There’s the rumple of clothes as Fraser strips. I hear the jangle of his belt as it hits the ground. Then he kneels behind me, cupping my bum. “Christ, but you’re a picture from this angle,” he murmurs. “You want me here, boss?”
“Aye. But just tease her at first. I’ll tell you when you can go.”
Fraser swears, and then I feel the rough press of him between my slick lower lips. I bite my tongue, fisting my hands in the rug as he moves. Following Alec’s instructions, he doesn’t try to enter me, just ruts back and forwards so he’s rubbing me repeatedly. I hear myself whine.
“That’s it,” Alec murmurs. “Find a nice rhythm. Widen your knees a little more, Summer.” I do as he says, feeling exposed. Alec strokes through my hair as Fraser steadily rocks against me.
“You’re killing me here,” Fraser mutters. I can feel him shaking slightly.
“You’ll survive,” Alec murmurs, winding my hair around his wrist. He uses it to gently tug my head back to look at him. He looks beautiful, the fire throwing shadows over the sharp lines of his face. I feel like a mess in comparison, but he doesn’t seem to mind. “You want him inside you?”
“Please,” I croak. I feel Fraser’s smooth head press against my aching entrance and squirm. “Please.”
Alec smiles slightly. “Then go ahead, Fraser.”
Fraser groans, finally pressing into me in one long, delicious stroke. God. He’s even bigger than I remember. My eyes flutter as he thuds deep into me, exactly where I need him most. “God,” I whisper. “Oh my…God.”
“You’re so tight,” Fraser gets out through gritted teeth. “You keep— God, she keeps squeezing me.”
“Aye,” Alec says. “She’s hungry for it, isn’t she?” His hand smooths over my back. “I think she loves this. Loves being on her knees in front of us all.”
Fraser thuds into me again. My vision sparks and pulses, my insides clutching him. I forget words. Alec watches as Fraser and I get into a rhythm, then looks over my head. “Cameron. Over here.”
I watch hazily as Cameron unfolds his large body from the shadows and comes to stand in front of me. My body jolts, my breasts jiggling with every thudding thrust. He slowly strips off his shirt. I almost drool as I see his strong, muscled chest licked by the firelight.
I half moan, reaching for him. “Please, please.”
“Can you kneel?” Alec asks him. “Do you need a cushion?”
Cameron gives him a contemptuous look as he shoves down his jeans.
“I’d tell you if I couldn’t,” he mutters, dropping to his good knee in front of me.
His erection springs inches from my face.
I can see the drop of wetness on his head and the way a vein beats in the underside. My mouth floods with saliva.
“Good.” Alec curves a hand around my throat, steadying me. “Open your mouth, Summer.”
I eagerly lean forwards, and Cameron goes completely still as I press my lips to his base, nuzzling into his warmth. I press a tiny kiss to the sensitive skin and then open my mouth to take him in.
As I do, Fraser thuds into me again. I choke as Cameron’s thick length slides into me, filling my mouth. Cameron swears, his hands flying to my hair.
“Christ,” he mutters. “Don’t hurt yourself.”
Alec strokes my hip gently. “You’re okay,” he says softly. “You can take him, sweetheart. Just relax and let him in. Fraser, slow down a tad.”
Cameron stares at Alec incredulously as I do as he says, forcing my throat to soften and my mouth to relax.
The next time Fraser shoves into me, it’s gentler.
Cameron slides deeper down my throat, until he’s nudging the very back.
Tears burst up in my eyes. He’s so big. I feel like I’m jammed full.
I breathe through my nose, Cameron’s soft curls brushing my cheeks.
“There we go,” Alec soothes. “Good girl. Just like that. Christ, you’ve taken all of him, haven’t you?”
Cameron appears to be struggling. He tugs at my hair, stressed.
“Jesus,” he pants, his chest heaving as he stares at the ceiling.
“Oh my—” I start to pull back, and his hands clamp down on me.
“Stay. Still,” he orders. Fraser rocks into me again from behind, jamming Cameron even farther down my throat, and he swears loudly. “Can she breathe?”
I can’t answer, so I just hum in response. Cameron hisses, his hips bucking into my face. Fraser pushes forwards again, and my body judders between the two men. Tears star on my lashes at the onslaught of sensation. I’m so turned on I feel like I’m burning.
And through it all, Alec keeps talking, playing with my hair.
“There you are. God, you look perfect like this. On your knees and full to bursting. How many girls could take two men so well? It’s like you were made for this.
” Another thrust. Another choke. I squeeze my eyes shut as Fraser rubs against my G-spot, soothing the ache inside me.
“You love being shared, don’t you? You’re so wet.
I don’t know how you could ever think this is greedy, pretty girl.
You’re giving us all a gift. I’ve never seen anything so gorgeous in my life.
” His lips dip to my ear. “Are you ready? You’re going to come soon, sweetness. ”
He’s right. I am. My body can’t cope anymore.
Between Fraser sawing into me and Cameron’s shaft stuffed down my throat, I’m completely overwhelmed.
The three of us aren’t entirely coordinated, but we’re needy and desperate, and our bodies all moving together in tandem feels so good.
And through it all, Alec conducts, holding me steady with a hand on my throat.
We manage about a minute of rocking and gasping together before we finally lose it.
Fraser comes first. His grip on my hips tightens, and he lets out a broken, shuddering breath.
That’s all of the warning I get before he’s spilling deep inside me.
I moan, and the spasming of my throat is too much for Cameron.
He chokes and fists a hand in my hair as he comes, filling my mouth and throat with hot come.
I gasp for air, shaking between the two men as my mouth drips with saliva, and I swallow and swallow, trying to gulp his come down.
I want to come too; I need it so desperately every cell in my body is sparkling, but I don’t have enough air.
Alec grounds me, stroking a soothing hand down my back as I wrestle with the twin urges for oxygen and my own rising release.
Eventually, gasping, I come. The orgasm pours into me like paint, filling me up from my belly and sliding through my veins, down to my fingertips and toes.
I feel myself shivering uncontrollably. Feel hands all over me.
I can’t stop moving, can’t stop rubbing my hypersensitive body up against the men, desperate for touch, for satisfaction, for more.
I feel half animal as pleasure pulses relentlessly inside me. Everything fuzzes.
“Make sure she can breathe,” Cameron says again over my head. Hands hold me up.
“I want to see her face,” another voice says. Someone tenderly strokes back my hair. I mewl, squeezing my eyes shut.
Eventually, Fraser’s hips slow behind me. Cameron cups my cheek, drawing away. I collapse against Alec’s chest, and he tugs me into his arms, holding me tightly.
“Jesus…Christ,” Fraser manages. I feel the hot seep of his come down my thigh as he slowly pulls out. “Oh my God. Christ, baby, are you okay?”
I can’t think. Can’t form words. God, I was so full. My body is still reeling from it. “I think I had an out of body experience,” I manage as Cameron gently wipes at my mouth with something soft.
Fraser barks out a laugh. “You were perfect,” he tells me. “The most perfect girl.” The compliment glows in me like a fairy light.
For a moment, all four of us lapse into silence, sweating and quivering as we calm back down. I feel…unbelievable. Warm and melted and relaxed. I never knew sex could feel like that. That it could be so urgent and desperate and good. It’s like I’ve unlocked some new secret about my body.
A hand touches under my jaw, and I look up into Alec’s face.
He looks absolutely wrecked. His eyes are all pupil, and his lips are red and bitten. The fingers touching my face are trembling.
“You’re okay,” he says.
I nod, glancing down. He’s still in his joggers, but I can feel the hard press of his dick against my hip. It twitches against me.
He swallows. “Good,” he says, as if to himself.
“That’s good.” He kisses me deeply as he slides me off his lap.
Keeps kissing me as he gently lays me back on the soft rug.
He strokes my hair out of my face, kneels back, and just looks at me.
His next words are so soft I almost don’t hear them over the crackling fire.
“Because you’re not done.”