Chapter 39
thirty-nine
Linus
The Same Night
Our passion is evident all over the sheets twisted beneath us.
The air is thick with the raw scent of sex.
Avonna’s draped across my waist, lips parted against my chest, breath shallow but steady. Liam sits facing us at the foot of the bed, spine straight, chest rising like he ran through fire. His cock rests against his stomach, but he doesn’t make a move.
He’s watching us trepidatiously. I get it. Fucking me and Avonna together is something he probably never fathomed. This isn’t some fantasy, but a promise of what we could all have together.
His fingers flex on the mattress as his eyes drink us in, raking over her perfect tits, my half-mast cock still mostly inside her.
She lifts her head, hair falling over one shoulder in damp waves. Here eyes are heavy-lidded but clear. “Don’t look at us like you’re not allowed to want this.”
“Am I?” Liam’s throat bobs. “All the time we spent together over the summer and I’m findin’ out you’re his.”
Her voice doesn’t shake. “No, you weren’t listening to Linus. I’m mine first, then his. I love him. I also want you. We want you.” Her gaze shifts. Finds me. “We’ve been married for a while but we’ve been missing you.”
Sliding my hand along Avonna’s spine, I kiss to her shoulder. “Baby, if he’s okay with it, I want to watch you fuck him.”
She nods and licks her lips. Not like I needed to convince her of anything. Her mind was already made up.
I shift to ease out from under her. A soft hiss escapes her lips as I slide free, my cock dragging through the mess between us. Her hand grazes my stomach as I sit up.
I move quietly, crossing to the bathroom. Take my time to let the warm water run and wet a soft towel. She deserves to be cared for. So does he.
When I return, Avonna is resting against the headboard with her thighs parted and glistening. She doesn’t flinch when I kneel beside her on the bed. She lifts her hips for me.
Aftercare is her jam. An important part of our sexual ritual. I clean her carefully, wiping gently between her legs where she’s puffy and tender. Her cheek melts into my hand when I cradle her face.
I kiss her temple and move next to Liam. Gripping his cock, heavy in my hand, I clean him off. He watches me the entire time, knowing this part matters.
When I’m done, I pull Avonna back against me until her body curves into mine. The damp strands of her hair stick to my chest as I stroke one palm down her belly. Her thighs are spread wide over mine, pliant and open.
Liam watches us. His lips are parted, eyes devouring her like a man starved.
Avonna grasps his cock without shame. Her fingers wrap around his girth, guiding him closer.
“I want to feel you,” she purrs. “All of you.”
He settles over her, like the moment might disappear if he’s not careful.
One hand anchors her hip, the other caresses her cheek.
His eyes meet mine, a silent question in them.
I nod once, my hand never leaving her skin, stroking the soft flesh of her inner thigh, brushing over the slick folds of her pussy, already soaked with my come and her desire for him.
I reach down, grip his cock and guide him in. No teasing. No pretending they’re not both starving for it.
I watch him breach her entrance. He stops. Looks at me again.
“You’re safe here,” I assure him.
Liam pulls all the way out and thrusts in quickly. Avonna’s whole body constricts.
“Breathe,” I murmur into her ear. “Let him in.”
Liam angles forward, inch by inch. Her mouth drops open as the sweet mingling of pain and pleasure vibrates through her chest into mine.
I feel it all. Every flutter of her pussy. Every inch of him disappearing inside her.
When he bottoms out, she cries. My cock rises against her back at the sight of such beauty.
Liam’s breath is ragged. “Fuck, you’re perfect.”
“She is.” I kiss her temple. “Move, Liam. Let her feel you.”
I stroke her hair as they find their rhythm. Liam’s salivates with hunger, awe, and something close to reverence. Avonna’s stomach flexes and relaxes as he pumps into her.
One hand clutches his shoulder, nails digging in. She reaches for me blindly with her other hand, fingers tangling with mine. I kiss the crown of her head.
This is more than sex. It always was.
Three bodies, three hearts, trying not to splinter from the weight of how much we want to belong to each other.
Her eyes open and find mine. Then Liam’s.
He pulls back, then thrusts forward again. A deep, controlled grind. Avonna arches, her head falling back against my shoulder, her body fully offered to him, through me.
“You love this,” I whisper against her ear. “You love being fucked like this, don’t you?”
“Yes,” she whines. “Oh, God, I don’t ever want to stop.”
The bed rocks beneath us. The air is raw, salty, sweet. Her croons echoes between the walls, mixed with Liam’s growls and my whispered praise.
Avonna’s back arches and she shatters.
Liam’s thrusts falter. He’s close.
“Linus,” he rasps, barely able to speak.
I gently ease out from under her, kissing her cheek as she collapses back into the pillows, dazed and glowing as Liam continues to fuck her.
“Watch,” I tell her.
I kneel behind Liam, my cock aching. He turns his head slightly, already knowing what’s coming.
Grabbing the lube, I stroke myself a few times then slide my crown along the curve of his spine. He shudders, opening for me like he always did, his body instinctively angling to give me access.
I guide myself into him, his mouth falling open in a silent cry when I bottom out.
“Jesus,” he chokes. “Fuck.”
He’s still inside her and now I’m inside him.
We’re all connected. Again. In a new way.
Avonna watches with heavy-lidded eyes as I start to move.
When I thrust into him, he lurches forward, driving him deeper into her. She exhales and so does he. The rhythm builds. The friction, the pressure, the sound of skin and breath and wet heat.
I reach around Liam’s hips and grip the base of his cock, fucking him into Avonna in time with my thrusts. His whole body tenses. He’s about to blow and so am I.
Liam’s cock twitches in my hand. Avonna rises to meet him, legs trembling, fingers clawing at the sheets. Her eyes find mine.
Raw. Wild. Glowing.
I squeeze the base of him and whisper through my teeth, “Let go.”
Liam emits a sound I’ve never heard, somewhere between a sob and a growl and spills inside her, his whole body seizing. She yells his name, then mine, milking every last drop as my cock erupts deep in Liam’s ass.
We fall together.
No borders. No past.
When it’s over, I wrap my arms around Liam’s chest as he collapses forward onto her, our hearts beating like war drums.
I kiss the back of his neck. Her temple.
This. Us. Now.
I don’t know what happens next.
Only in this moment, we are whole.