40. Felix
CHAPTER FORTY
FELIX
The key scrapes against the lock, my hands clumsy, shaking from too much laughter.
It takes three attempts—with Harper and Tyler laughing against my shoulder—before the key clicks into place.
The door swings open and we tumble inside Harper’s apartment, breathless, giddy, and blissfully high on eclipse.
My skin feels electric. Every nerve ending sings, hyperaware of the way my clothes brush against me.
Tyler bumps into me. It’s not just a touch.
It’s a ripple, deep and golden, spreading through my veins.
The colors around us are more vibrant. Harper’s laughter is mesmerizing.
It feels like her laugh is alive, spiraling through the air in bright ballet ribbons, wrapping around the three of us, drawing us all closer.
Jesus. I am so goddamn high.
Tyler slumps against the wall. His pupils are dilated. “I love you guys so much. I would do anything for either of you. I’d lie, steal, even kill to protect you both. I’m serious. It’s the three of us, always. ”
I step behind Harper, wrapping her in my arms and kissing her hair, both of us laughing at the state Tyler is in.
He’s right. It is the three of us, always.
They belong to me. I belong to them.
I wouldn’t be whole without either one. Tyler is my closest friend. Harper is the reason I breathe.
She releases herself from my arms and pirouettes away from us. Her eyelids fall shut with bliss. Her arms gracefully extend as she twirls into the living room, hair fanning out in a blur of scarlet curls. She looks weightless, like she’s floating through a dream. Beyond beautiful.
I catch sight of Tyler watching Harper. His mood physically shifts. The grin fades, replaced by something far more intense. Something deep and consuming. Raw, carnal hunger. His chest rises and falls, captivated by the way Harper moves.
Harper giggles with surprise as Tyler steps up to her, guiding her backward and pressing her to the wall. Without a word, he unzips his pants and lowers them to his knees, then lifts Harper’s legs, pulling her panties to one side and grunting as he buries his cock inside her.
Though we’ve all been inseparable for weeks, the three of us often sharing a bed, Tyler and me pleasuring Harper together, this is only the second time I’ve seen Tyler have sex with Harper. We try to enforce boundaries.
I’m not surprised eclipse is making Tyler break those rules.
I should give them privacy and go to my room.
Instead, I take a seat on the couch, watching the show, deranged for enjoying the sight of Tyler fuck our girlfriend.
Harper gasps, her head falling back against the wall as Tyler begins thrusting into her with deep, slow strokes.
Blood thumps in my ears. I’m hard, straining against my zipper, transfixed by the erotic display I should have no part in.
Tyler groans, burying his face in the crook of Harper’s neck as he pounds into her. “Fuck, you feel so good, baby. I love you. I’ll never stop loving you.”
She whispers the words back while rolling her hips to meet his thrusts.
I can only imagine how intense the pleasure and emotional connection is between them right now.
The few times I’ve had sex on eclipse, I’ve never known the girls.
The orgasms were strong but not in the way I hear it is when having sex with someone you’re truly connected to.
Harper’s gaze switches to me and a smile pulls at her lips.
“He’s watching you, baby,” Tyler murmurs. “He loves the sight of you getting fucked.”
My hand moves to my lap, palming my erection through my pants. Somewhere, in my drug hazed mind, I know this is wrong. I try to follow the voice of reason and resist temptation. I can’t give in.
“Felix,” Tyler groans, thrusting, his ass flexing with each deep stroke. “Get over here. Enjoy our ballerina with me. She needs you.”
Fuck.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
“I know you want this. Stop fighting it.” He keeps working his dick in and out. “Take her with me.”
Everything in me wants to get off this couch and join them. I’ve never felt an urge so strong. But I can’t make myself do it. I can’t cross that line with Tyler.
“Stop distracting yourselves with me,” I tell them. “Give me something good to watch.”
My words are a disappointment to them, but Harper keeps watching me with that dreamy smile as she clings to Tyler.
While I enjoy my alone time with Harper, I like it more when the three of us are together, even if I can’t join in. I get pleasure from Harper’s pleasure. I love watching her get fucked.
Though I want more, I can be satisfied with this.
I can be.
I don’t need more.
“Fuck, Harp,” Tyler grits out. “You’ve got my dick feeling so good. I can’t be selfish though. I’m going to come inside you. Then you’re going to finish on Felix’s cock. Understand?”
She nods, still smiling at me in a daze, enjoying my eyes on her.
Tyler keeps pumping into her, burying himself to the base each time. With one deep, final groan, Tyler shudders against Harper, coating her inner walls in his cum. His face contorts. Sweat glistens on his brow as wave after wave of pleasure consumes him.
Harper cries out next, and I know that despite trying to hold off for me, an orgasm claims her.
I watch, enthralled. It’s the most intense orgasm I’ve ever witnessed two people have. The sounds are so desperate. Tyler’s fingers clutch Harper’s hips so tight, like he’s unable to get her close enough.
As their pleasure fades, they remain locked together, panting heavily. I’m pleased for them, yet so fucking unsatisfied, wishing the three of us could experience the euphoria together.
Wishing Tyler wasn’t a goddamn Blackwood.
He carries Harper to the couch opposite me. “Go to Felix, baby. ”
Harper’s legs are shaky when she stands. She slips out of her dress and panties, standing completely naked. Tyler’s cum trickles down her inner thighs as she walks toward me, eyes glazed with love and eclipse.
I should wipe the cum away but I know I won’t.
“Should we go to the bedroom?” she asks, knowing I always want privacy from Tyler.
“No. Tyler can leave.” The words feel wrong. I don’t want him to leave at all. But he needs to.
“As you wish.” Tyler stands, leaving us in the living room.
The moment he’s gone, I pull Harper onto my lap. She unbuckles my belt and frees my aching cock. I hiss as she wraps her fingers around my length, stroking me from base to tip.
Before I even get the chance to kiss Harper, she sinks onto my dick. A low moan rumbles from me. She feels like heaven, hot and tight. Every touch is amplified. I’m so high that Harper looks like she’s glowing.
My hands roam her body, caressing every curve. I trail kisses along her neck and shoulders as she starts to ride me with a slow rhythm.
“That’s it, bounce on my cock, you beautiful little thing.”
Harper kisses me, murmuring how much she loves me. I tell her she’s my everything. The center of my universe.
And yet, something is missing from this moment. I don’t want to admit what it is, but I know the issue.
We’re not supposed to be just the two of us.
Desperately needing to distract myself from those thoughts, I pull Harper off my cock, positioning her on all fours on the couch, and slide into her pussy from behind, watching where I fuck her. Harper arches her back, pushing her ass against me to meet each thrust with equal power.
Movement in the doorway catches my attention. Without looking in the direction, I know it’s Tyler, beating his dick while watching.
Pleasure sparks at the base of my spine that I don’t want to acknowledge. I need to stop this encounter but it feels too good sharing Harper with Tyler, even if we’re not physically sharing her in this moment.
Pretending like I don’t see him, I keep going. My thrusts are more erratic, more desperate, each one bringing me closer to the edge. The pleasure is out of this world.
I’m unsure if Harper has noticed Tyler until she moans louder. Her arousal is suddenly heightened. She’s seen him and she loves this. Her pussy clenches around me, making it impossible to control myself.
“Fuck, I’m about to come,” I hiss through clenched teeth.
When I hear a quiet groan from Tyler, I know he’s finished first.
Harper finishes too. A scream of pure bliss tears from her throat. Her body trembles and her pussy clamps my dick as she meets her climax.
Unable to help myself, I bury the full length of my cock in Harper one final time. I’m blacking out, that’s how intense eclipse makes this. The orgasm seems to never stop. I’m so connected to our trio that I feel like I’m experiencing their pleasure too.
My hips jerk, and as I empty myself inside our girl, all I can think is that this is how it’s supposed to be. Not just Harper and me, but the three of us.
I’ve finally experienced the eclipse orgasm and emotional connection people rave about .
God. I am so fucking sick in the head. I need to be stopped before I do something irreversibly wrong.