Chapter 38
thirty-eight
Avonna
The Same Night
I’m in the corner.
This old velvet chair, tucked beyond the edge of the lamp’s glow, has never felt more sacred.
I’m naked, thighs spread. One hand buried deep between my legs. The other grips the armrest because if I let go, I’ll fly apart.
They’re on the bed.
Linus lies open with his knees pulled up, mouth slack. Liam towers over him, thick cock buried to the root, the passion between them so intense, I can feel it in my own throat. Their bodies move like the tide. Urgent. Primal. A rhythm only they understand.
Liam doesn’t know I’m watching, but Linus does. He and I don’t hide from each other.
We’ve been planning this reunion for months, but right now, this moment is theirs. A reckoning. Combustion I’ve only ever dreamed of witnessing.
They’re fucking beautiful.
Liam fucks him like he’s recouping something he lost. Not rough. Not sweet. Inevitable. Every thrust is deep and full and unforgiving. Linus gives it all back, writhing and chanting Liam’s name like a prayer he’s never stopped repeating even when it went unanswered.
His blunt fingernails drag down Liam’s back. Their bodies meet again. And again. Wet, hot, perfect. The slap of skin on skin. Liam emits guttural howls as he fucks Linus, who grunts with ecstasy each time Liam drives home.
The scent of their sex floods the air. Raw. Masculine. Intoxicating.
My pussy is soaked. Dripping onto the velvet beneath me. My fingers work faster, circling my clit furiously.
God, I want to join them. Feel both their cocks inside me at once.
Hopefully later. For now, I bear witness.
Liam shifts, hips plunging deeper. Linus lets out a sob of pleasure, low, primal, and looks back at me for a nanosecond. Liam’s eyes lift and find me too.
My finger freezes on my clit. My pussy is wet and exposed. As Liam stares and confusion sets in, he stays buried deep in Linus.
A shadow passes across his expression. Want. Hunger.
Fear?
“Avonna?” he breathes.
The way he says my name cracks something wide open. Need burns throughout my core.
Linus whispers to him, soft words I can’t hear. I don’t need to. He’s soothing Liam. Anchoring him. Explaining I’m here in the room with them because I belong.
All Liam has to do is agree.
When he’s finished, Linus turns his head and beckons me. “She’s mine. I’m hers. We’ve been dreaming about you being ours and us being yours.”
Liam’s body twitches. His face goes impossibly red.
I get up and move toward the bed. “Liam, I told you I wanted to know you, and I do. All of you.”
Liam’s eyes remain fixed on me.
His cock stays buried in Linus.
“I wanted to see him with you like this.” I trail my fingers along Linus’s face. “And now…” I place my palm against Liam’s racing heart. “I want you to see me with him too.”
Linus’s hand slides down his own chest to stroke himself. Watches Liam’s eyes rake over me like he’s trying to memorize every inch. I don’t look away.
I don’t stop touching myself.
“She’s beautiful. Perfect. Look at her,” Linus rasps.
Liam’s gaze falls to my thighs. The glistening arousal between them. My nipples hard as diamonds.
“She wants us.” Linus grasps my hand.
Liam doesn’t answer. Linus clenches around him again. Enough to make him grunt.
“Come on,” Linus hisses, voice shredded with need. “Show her how you fuck me.”
My breath catches. I keen, sharp and involuntary, and Liam’s eyes lock on mine.
Fierce, dark, pulsing with hunger. He begins to move once more.
Brutally pounding into Linus. Each thrust punches a sob from my husband, his back arches and his free hand claws at the sheets as he takes every inch like he was made for this.
Up close, I’m mesmerized by them. I can’t stop touching myself. My fingers slide over my clit. Hips rolling with every wet circle. Liam watches me unravel, eyes tracking my every movement. Linus wails both of our names now, pleading, half-mad. Liam’s cock drives relentlessly.
I rub faster, as the heat coils and I come with a broken squeal, gushing around my fingers, hips jerking as wetness sprays, hot and messy on the sheets and their joined bodies. My whole body shakes with aftershocks nearly as strong as my orgasm.
Liam groans like he felt my orgasm through Linus’s spine. He stares at me. Like his brain can’t catch up to what his body already knows—I’m real.
This is real.
He’s halfway in love with something he doesn’t have a name for yet.
Linus keeps hold of my hand throughout. “I want you to watch me fuck her. Hear how she moans when I fill her. See her pretty pussy grip my cock when I’m buried in her.”
I look back at him and smile and he tugs me closer. “Come here, baby. Come ride me. Let him see.”
Climbing onto the bed, I straddle Linus reverse-cowgirl, facing Liam.
Liam’s eyes rake over me like he’s starving. He doesn’t touch. He drives his cock deeper. I reach between my thighs and wrap my fingers around Linus’s shaft and guide him to my entrance.
I sink down and flinch. “Ohh—fuck…”
My inner muscles clamp around his cock as I take him all the way to his base. I’m full. Stuffed. I roll my hips and squeeze my pussy around him like I never want to let him go.
“Ahhhhhhhhh…” Linus’s head lifts. His hands come up immediately, palming my tits. Fingers twisting my nipples the way I love. Liam’s hips slam forward into Linus in a sudden, rough thrust, punching a broken yelp out of both of us.
“Fuck—fuck—yes.” Linus writhes under us. “That’s it. That’s fuckin’ it.”
He’s savage in the best way. One hand thrums my nipple, the other drops between my legs, fingers finding my clit with practiced ease. Tight, dirty circles make my hips stutter against his cock.
Liam’s eyes are locked on where Linus and I are joined. Watching how my pussy swallows him over and over. How the wet sound of us adds to the music in this room with every movement we make.
“Look at her,” Linus grits out. “Liam, watch how she fucks me. Hear how she mewls when I touch her.”
I can’t breathe. I can barely see. We’re a knot of bodies Liam inside Linus. Linus inside me.
“She loves me,” Linus wails, legs twitching as Liam pounds into him. “I love her. We’ve never felt whole until now. Not until you.”
Liam’s mouth opens like he might say something, but it’s a rough, guttural growl as he slams forward again, cock driving so deep into Linus I feel it through his Linus’ cock inside me. I scream. My whole body shudders.
Linus arches up into me, “I love both of you. I love being split open. I love feelin’ your cock in my ass while I fuck her pretty little cunt.”
Reaching out, I run my hands up and down Liam’s lithe chest, nails digging into muscle, grounding myself in his heat. He doesn’t look away. Doesn’t blink. His stare pins me in place.
He still hasn’t touched me. But he doesn’t have to until he’s ready.
Linus is at his wit’s end. “Ride me, baby. Let him see.”
We’re close. All of us.
Then Linus reaches back with one shaking arm and grabs Liam’s hand, drags it forward across my belly, lower, until Liam’s fingers slide through the slick heat between my thighs, where Linus’s cock disappears inside me.
“Feel it,” Linus begs. “How wet she is. What you’re doing to us.”
Liam’s breath stutters, but he doesn’t pull away. His fingers slide through my folds, stroke over my engorged clit. I bite my lip to keep from coming too soon.
Then he leans in. Finally. His mouth finds my nipple. Tongue curling around the peak before dragging his teeth enough to make my vision snap white.
I grind down. Linus bucks up. Liam drives deep.
Everything crashes together.
Liam moans into my breast, rhythm stuttering, thrusts erratic. My clit spasms under his fingers as my pussy milks Linus. Liam pulls back suddenly, his cock slides free from Linus with wet pop. and his hand wraps around himself. One stroke. Two.
He explodes.
“Ahhh—fuuuck—” Thick ropes of come splatter my chest and my belly, dripping between my tits as I ride Linus vigorously.
Linus sobs, “Avonna, I can’t hold off anymore. I’m comin’—”
His cock erupts inside me and I feel his whole body lock up beneath me.
It tips me over the edge. I screech as though I’m being exorcised when I come, clit pulsing, pussy gushing, squirting over Linus’s cock and Liam’s belly with a messy, uncontrollable spray.
My body goes electric, spasming around him.
Both Liam’s and Linus’s hands hold me in place, soothing me. Grounding me.
It takes forever to come down.
When I do—
I’m still impaled.
I look back at Linus. Then at Liam.
Who stares at both of us like he can’t believe what happened.
Like he never wants to leave this room again.