Chapter 17 Declan
DECLAN
I turned the knob and pushed the door open. The sight on the other side nearly brought me to my knees. K
Bree stood in the middle of the room, her shirt gone. Ronan stood behind her, his hands sliding over her bare shoulders. Finn kissed the side of her neck, one hand between her legs.
Her eyes met mine. Relief flooded her expression. Desire burned alongside it, heat so intense if blistered the air and punched the air from my lungs.
She wanted me here. Wanted all of us.
I stepped through and closed the door, clicking the lock into place.
Finn lifted his head and grinned. “About time.”
Words failed me as every cell in my body screamed for me to cross the room and touch her.
So I did.
I kissed her like I’d been dying to all week. Her lips parted on a gasp, and I took advantage, claiming her the way I had on St. Patrick’s Day.
She grabbed my shirt and pulled me closer, her nails scraping against my chest through the fabric.
Ronan’s hands moved down her sides to her hips. Finn kissed her shoulder, and Bree made that sound–half gasp, half moan–that went straight to my cock.
A week of restraint, a week of watching her and not being able to touch. All of it evaporated in the heat of her mouth on mine.
I pulled back enough to look at her. “Are you sure?”
“I’ve never been more sure of anything.” Fingers twisted in my shirt. “I’ll keep saying it every time you ask, but there are other things I’d rather do with my mouth.”
Holy shit this woman had a hold on me, and not just the way she gripped my shirt. We were supposed to keep this a one-time thing. That’s what we agreed, but once I’d seen Ronan come up here and not come back down, I’d suspected we were all failing our promise.
Fuck the agreement.
Finn unhooked her bra, and the fabric fell away. I took a step back to drink in the full sight of her.
“Bedroom.” Ronan’s voice came out strangled.
We moved as one. Ronan guided Bree backward. I followed, already pulling my shirt over my head and leaving it behind.
Bree fumbled with my belt. I covered her hands with mine and finished the job, shoving my jeans down and kicking them aside.
Finn eased Bree onto the bed and slid his hands up her thighs, spreading her wider.
Her head fell back against Ronan’s shoulder, and I climbed onto the bed beside her, running my palm over her breast. She arched into my touch. “I’ve been thinking about this all week.” I lowered my mouth to her nipple.
She gasped and grabbed handfuls of my hair. “Me too.”
Ronan’s hand between her legs sent her hips bucking upward. His fingers worked her in rhythm with Finn’s mouth, and her breathing turned ragged.
I kissed my way up her chest to her throat and then to her mouth, swallowing her moans. She tasted like all the desperation I’d bottled up this week.
When I’d heard Tammy joke with Bree about her moment in the shadows with Finn, I’d never wanted to punch anyone so bad in my life.
Jealousy had flared hot and bright. It left the instant she motioned me into her home and invited me to join her, Ronan, and Finn.
This was what we were, what we’d always been.
“Fuck, I missed this.” Finn lifted his head from between her legs.
Bree almost sobbed when Ronan withdrew his fingers. “Please. I have to.” She reached for all of us. “I need all of you. Can we? Is that possible?”
Ronan’s eyebrows drew down for a second. “What are you asking?”
“All of you. Inside me.” She twisted in his arms. “Please.”
Finn rose to sit beside her, then scooted around with his head on her pillows. “Yes, love. We can do that.”
We’d do it or die trying.
Bree crawled onto Finn’s lap and ground her pussy against his cock. He helped her adjust, then slid inside her.
Her mouth fell open, ecstasy closing her eyes.
Ronan stripped beside me, and we joined them on the bed. I slid my hands along her spine, feeling her shiver beneath my touch.
Ronan took a bottle of lube from the small nightstand and held it toward me after coating his cock. I took the bottle and coated my fingers, pressed one against her ass while she rode Finn.
She tensed.
“Breathe.” I kissed her shoulder. “That’s it. Let us take care of you.”
My finger slid into her ass, and she gasped. I worked her slowly, adding a second finger when she moaned my name.
“More.” It came out breathless.
I added a third finger, stretching her and helping her ease into the motion while I lined up my cock alongside Finn’s. I pushed inside. Slow. So fucking slow.
Pressure gripped my cock in a vise. Bree’s pussy clenched so hard I almost lost my shit right then and there. Finn bucked his hips, and I slid deeper.
“Holy shit.” Finn pressed his head into the pillow. “You’re a fucking goddess, love. You’re almost there.”
Bree made a sound between a gasp and a moan. “Oh god. So full.”
I stilled, letting her adjust. “Okay?”
She nodded and pressed her ass into my hand. “Don’t stop.”
Ronan moved in front of her, his hands cupping her face. “Think you can handle one more?”
Her eyes went wide, and she bit her bottom lip. “I want to.”
His thumb brushed her bottom lip. He worked his hand up and down his cock while Finn and I stroked her in long, languid pulses that rocked her forward and back until her tits bounced against Finn’s chest. I’d never seen a more glorious sight.
She looked between the three of us. Finn beneath her, me behind, Ronan in front. “Yes. God yes. Please let me have all of you in my pussy.”
I fingered her ass and she bent toward Finn with a cry of pleasure. Oh we were definitely doing this.
I pulled back enough to give Ronan room. Finn did the same.
“This is going to be tight.” Ronan positioned himself at her entrance, right alongside us. “Tell me if it’s too much.”
He pushed inside even more slowly than I had. Bree trembled, her arms shaking and pussy convulsing. She made a straingled sound. “Oh fuck. God. I’m going to come before you even get inside. Ronan. Please.”
“Breathe, baby.” I kissed her neck and worked my fingers deeper into her ass. The added pressure on the thin wall separating my fingers from our cocks built an intense pressure in my stomach. My breaths shortened as I held onto my control. “You’re doing so good.”
Ronan worked his cock in inch by inch. We moved with him, providing friction and pleasure that stretched Bree for him. Her ragged breaths panted faster and faster. Her nails dug into Finn’s shoulders.
“Almost there.” Ronan slid a hand across her ass and bottomed out with a grunt.
Bree let out a broken sob. “Oh my god. I’m so fucking full I can’t think straight.”
I pulled back slightly and pushed in again, testing her limits.
She cried out. Ronan followed my lead, then Finn. We found a rhythm, slow at first. Slow and careful. The sensation was unlike anything I’d ever felt. Pressure. Friction. Feeling my friends alongside Bree.
“Harder.” Her voice was wrecked, but she made herself heard. “Please. Harder.”
Her body moved in a quick tempo, trying to take us deeper. We gave her what she wanted. Faster. Deeper. Harder.
Sandwiched between us, taking everything we gave her, her moans filled the room, loud and inhibited.
“Touch yourself.” I pumped my fingers and cock as deep as they’d go. “Come for us, Bree.”
My fingers worked in time with our thrusts, and she reached between her and Finn to stroke her clit.
“I’m going to, oh fuck I’m coming.” She came apart with a scream that probably woke the neighbors, her pussy clenching around all three of us until I saw stars.
The sensation pushed Finn over the edge first. Ronan followed seconds later. I held on as long as I could, wanting to feel every second of her pleasure. My orgasm hit, and I buried my cock to the hilt on a final thrust as I came. We stayed like that for a long time. No one moved except to breathe.
Finally, carefully, we separated. Bree collapsed onto the bed, boneless. “Holy shit. That was insane.”
I grunted my agreement.
Finn rolled onto his side and skimmed his palm over her hip. “You’re incredible.”
Ronan slid behind her and kissed her shoulder. “How do you feel?”
“Like I just got thoroughly fucked by three amazing men.” She laughed. “I’m sore, happy, and completely wrecked.”
I climbed onto the bed and pulled her legs across my lap. “”We should get you cleaned up.”
“In a minute.” She closed her eyes. “I can’t move yet.”
We lay there in silence, catching our breath and processing.
This wasn’t supposed to happen again. We’d agreed, but here we were, breaking our promise with the best sex of my life.
“I can’t walk away from this.” Finn broke the silence a bit later. “I’m not going to agree to stop unless it’s what Bree wants.”
Ronan’s hand tightened on her hip. “None of us can.”
She looked between all three of us. “What does that mean?”
“Whatever you want.” Finn kissed her temple. “For as long as you want.”
“I want this, but I don’t want to be the talk of the town. They’d make life hell for me.” She traced a pattern of hair on Finn’s chest. “I want all of you, as often as possible, but I don’t want you to think I’m ashamed of this.”
“Don’t worry about us.” I squeezed her calf.
Finn’s grin returned. “Any chance you’re ready for another round?”
Bree’s gaze slid down his chest. Her laugh rolled out. “Talk about getting cocky.”
“Can’t help it.” Finn rolled her onto her back and settled between her legs. “You’re so beautiful. So incredible.” He entered her, and even though she’d just had all three of us inside her, she gasped and arched into him. “You make me want to never leave this bed.”
Bree sat up and locked her arms around Finn’s neck. “Fine, but I have something I want too.” She met my eyes over Finn’s shoulder. “I want to suck your cock. Yours and Ronan’s. I’ve been dreaming of feeling you on my tongue for weeks.”
My cock twitched and swelled, and I gave her a smile that pinched my cheeks. “Be my guest.”
Finn helped her turn around, managing to stroke her with his cock the whole time.
Ronan settled beside me and we presented our cocks to her while Finn bottomed out with every thrust. Bree used the momentum to wrap her lips around my cock and drive me deep into her throat.
Stars burst in my vision when she scraped her teeth along my shaft and hollowed out her cheeks, sucking hard.
My cock popped out of her mouth, and she gave Ronan the same treatment.
I wrapped both hands around my shaft and stroked it, using her saliva and our previous intercourse to lubricate the silky skin.
Watching her give Ronan the blow job of a lifetime while having Finn tease her pussy with his deliberate strokes brought an intense sense of satisfaction.
We’d given her this. But she’d given us so much more.
Warm lips pressed a kiss to the head of my cock, then worked their way down the shaft, meeting up with my hands. She grinned up at me, pleasure deepening her green eyes. “I’m going to drive you crazy, Declan. And when I’m done, I want you to fuck my ass again.”
“With pleasure.” I slid my hands into her hair and guided her down over my cock, working my way to the back of her throat and shuddering with anticipation. Walking away was no longer an option.
Bree Sullivan owned my heart, soul, and body.