Chapter 17
ADELAIDE
Luca rushes through the front door like a hurricane, while Ace pauses his hammering into me. Both of us turn around to see Luca in the hallway, who’s shutting the door with a bang.
His keys hit the side table hard. Shoes get toed off without looking. He’s breathing as if he pushed it on every road between here and where he was when he’d called us earlier, hair helmet-flat off his face, and the moment he spots us, he grins sinfully.
He points at Ace. “You asshole. Teasing me like—”
“Twelve minutes,” Ace butts in. “I’m genuinely impressed.”
“I broke too many road rules.”
“You overachiever.” Ace bursts out laughing.
“Good to have you back,” I say, grinning because I’m genuinely, ridiculously happy to see him. This buildup to my heat is getting worse by the second, and I’ve never been this turned on before it has properly hit.
Luca crosses the room fast and crouches beside the couch, one hand sliding up to stroke the side of my face as I rest on my elbows, my ass still in the air, Ace buried deep. His scent hits me first, dark and warm and masculine, and then I grab the front of his shirt and pull him in with one hand.
His mouth meets mine hard.
God.
He tastes like strawberries, must be what he drank or ate on the drive home, and the kiss is all Luca, rougher than Ace, less patient, his mouth taking mine as if he’s been thinking about it the whole ride back.
His tongue strokes against mine, and I moan as the stubble on his jaw scrapes just enough to make everything in me spark harder.
“Do you have any idea what a glorious image you are, positioned like this, a huge cock fucking you? I’ll need a photo of this one day,” he says.
“That will never happen,” I answer instantly.
That sinful grin returns. “You started without me,” he says against my mouth. Then he kisses me again as if he means to make up for lost time.
“You weren’t here,” I whisper.
“I’m here now.”
“You are,” I agree. “What are you planning to do about it?”
The look that passes between Luca and Ace is fast and familiar, one of those silent exchanges built from years of knowing exactly how the other man thinks. Then Luca’s attention comes back to me, and his grin turns slow.
“Move over, Ace.”
“She’s comfortable,” he answers.
“She’ll be more so in a second.” Luca winks my way, stroking my bare shoulder and down my back, his gaze running along my body.
“That’s a bold claim from someone who just walked in.”
“I make bold claims,” Luca says, already sliding closer. “I’m usually right.”
“Sure you are.”
I laugh at their antics, though it vanishes at the inferno winding tighter and tighter in my body. “Are you two seriously doing this now? Competing.”
“I came home to a situation,” Luca says. “I’m adapting.”
Ace starts to pull out of me and pushes back in slowly, my whole body lighting up again, my nipples hardening. The guy is so damn big that each thrust is like him taking me for the first time.
The ache low in my belly sharpens. It’s no longer a slow burn, but a ravenous, lustful beast, hot and spreading through me in waves. And they’re both here bantering like I’m not one second from climbing one of them out of pure frustration.
I’m breathless and a little wrecked already. “Guys.”
That gets both their attention on me.
I shift on the couch, but Ace grips my hips harder and slams into me.
I cry out, fisting the cushion. “Yes, that’s what I want.
Why are we having a whole conversation instead?
” I try to catch my breath as Ace pauses.
I shake my head, half intrigued, half desperate.
“I am trying very hard to keep my dignity, and neither of you is making that easy.”
My pulse is pounding everywhere now—throat, wrists, between my thighs.
“I don’t care which one of you wins whatever invisible argument you’re having,” I say, voice thin with heat and humor both.
Luca lets out a rough laugh.
Ace’s hand tightens once on my hips before withdrawing out of me, and my moan of protest is loud. He leans over me, one hand under my stomach, the other across my chest, and I’m up and on my feet in seconds, my back to him. And completely naked in front of Luca.
His eyes widen, the corners of his lips stretching upward as his gaze traces me from head to toe. “Hello there, beautiful.”
I giggle at his flirting, but then he closes the distance between us in two easy steps, and I’m boxed in by their bodies, suddenly feeling so tiny compared to them.
Luca’s thumb strokes once along my jaw. “Are you ready for two Alphas?”
“I want both your cocks.” My voice comes out low, almost husky. “I want to feel you both inside me.”
Luca’s breath hitches, his hands reaching over to my breast, squeezing, while Ace has his mouth on my neck, licking, kissing me, his hands wrapped around my middle.
Luca leans in and takes a nipple into his mouth, sucking it, flicking, and my knees are barely holding me up.
All the while, he’s undoing his jeans. I reach over and tug at his T-shirt.
He breaks his hold of me so I can tear it off.
At the same time, he drops his pants, and I realize he’s gone commando underneath.
My hand wraps around his huge cock, so hard and burning hot, while Ace’s is poking me in the ass.
“I’ve always wanted to know what it’s like being with two guys at once,” I admit, because I’m way past pretending to be shy with them now.
Ace’s hands tighten on my hips. “You hear that?”
Luca’s mouth curves, slow and sinful. “Yeah. She’s ready.”
Ace lifts me like I weigh nothing, and Luca is there immediately, big hands sliding to the backs of my thighs and guiding my legs around his waist.
“Careful what you ask for,” Ace murmurs against my ear. “You don’t know how far we’ll take it once we start.”
Luca looks up at me, eyes dark enough to make my pulse trip. “Two men at once, baby?” His grip tightens just enough to make me gasp. “You’re about to find out exactly how overwhelming that can be.”
Ace’s hand slides up my side, possessive and steady. “And once you know,” he says, voice low and ominously calm, “you’ll never want to be touched any other way again.”
Luca reaches down between us, pressing his erection into me, and I’m so ready, moaning as it sinks into me. His lips are back on my chest, taking my other nipple into his mouth. I gasp, my hands grasping his square shoulders, while Ace is licking me, the sensation leaving me delirious with arousal.
Luca’s mouth on my breast is teasing, rough, and I need more as his hips rock against me, slowly at first, but once he releases me, his hands grip my ass, and then he pounds into me.
He hisses, eyes rolling up as I moan from the fire he’s igniting between us.
Here I am, bouncing on his cock, my tits dancing for him, and he’s grinning, watching them while I’m floating on clouds.
Ace doesn’t waste time, the tip of his dick already sliding between my ass cheeks, rubbing himself and me with my slick. “Are you ready for me in your ass?” he whispers.
I take a sharp inhale and wonder if I’ve gone too far, except my body is screaming at me to proceed. “Yes, please,” I find myself answering with a moan.
With Luca slowing his pace, Ace slides his erection down along my ass again. “Push your hips a little toward me, sweetheart,” Ace begs.
I’m smiling, tingling all over as I lean forward a bit against Luca, who holds me, his hands still on my ass, spreading me, offering me.
And Ace pushes into me, slowly, deeper.
I groan, tensing at first, yet the friction is incredibly arousing.
“You’re doing so well,” Ace tells me. “Taking my huge cock into your ass beautifully.” And suddenly, I have them fully inside me. I’m breathless, my pulse racing.
“So perfect,” Luca says. “You have us filling your tight holes. Are you okay?”
I nod, buzzing, feeling myself soaking us all, and I’m moaning. “I love the feeling of you both inside me like this.”
Ace pulls his dick out slowly, then thrusts back into me, harder this time, Luca following his lead.
I’m shuddering, my eyes watering from the heightened sensation.
They pick up speed, holding me in their arms, their hips working, their cocks claiming me.
Our bodies colliding, rubbing against one another as we fuck.
“We’re going to fill you with so much cum,” Ace whispers in my ear. “You want us filling you, don’t you?”
I’m bouncing on them and nodding, a groan spilling out when I try to respond, but my body is clamping down around them.
“Not yet, babe,” Luca says, and both of them drive deeper inside me, thrusting so forcefully that my body jerks in their arms, a small scream of pleasure flooding the room.
I have no sense of time, only the crescendoing pleasure wreaking havoc on me, as I’m perspiring, pleading for more, and holding on as they move faster in and out of me. And just when I thought I couldn’t take the intensity anymore, I break and scream out the orgasm tearing me apart.
I’m squeezing their cocks, climaxing, unable to hold back. I’m shuddering, losing my mind.
My Alphas are growling, hissing, and I’ve pushed them over the edge too, their dicks throbbing inside me, the warmth of their cum flooding me. But it comes with that comforting stretch of their knots that press against the walls just beyond the entrance. Pushing me wider and wider.
I’m thrashing, crying out, as every inch of me is sensitive as hell. They growl around me, filling me up while I’m collapsed against Luca’s chest, being held up by them. I give small jerks, movements as I come down from my high, a smile on my lips.
“I want more of that,” I whisper, unsure if anyone even heard me.
No one speaks for a long moment, the men still grunting as they keep spilling inside me, knotted in both entrances.
I finally settle after a hard jerk of my body, and I doubt I’d be able to stand on my own if I tried.
Suddenly, we’re moving, and I have no energy to even work out what weird walk they’re doing, with us being locked, but before I know it, we’re all lying down on one of their beds.
I exhale as they hold me.
“You okay there?” Ace asks from behind me.
Luca has his hand on my face, thumb under my chin, and I force my eyes open enough to find his. Even half asleep, that face has me smiling.
“That was incredible,” I murmur, every part of me loose and wrung out and deeply satisfied.
I’m curled up between them, heavy-limbed, my body sinking into warmth on both sides.
“Sleep,” Luca says. “You need it after that.” His thumb strokes once over my cheek. “Sleep easy, our Omega. We’ll do whatever it takes to keep you happy… and we fully intend to make sure you come every single day for the rest of your life.”
A sleepy little sound slips past my lips before I can stop it. My face is far too warm, and if I had more energy, I’d probably say something smart back. Instead, I just nuzzle closer, full to the brim with that soft, aching kind of happiness that feels almost surreal.
Ace’s hand moves through my hair, and outside the window, the ocean crashing against the shore comes in and goes out and comes in again.
This is not a dream.
I know that now.
And then sleep takes me.