Chapter 29
CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
HARPER
Felix strokes my clit right in front of Tyler, sending my knees weak. God, I want this so bad, but common sense makes me pause.
“Felix, is this appropriate, given Tyler’s injury?”
My words are clipped short when I see the heat in Felix’s eyes. Sex hasn’t been on my mind once during these two weeks of Tyler’s recovery. His health is all I’ve been able to focus on. The same can’t be true for Felix.
Tyler too, apparently. “I’m fine, Princess.”
My chest flutters, hearing him call me Princess. I don’t remember the last time he used that name for me.
His voice is rough. When I look back at Tyler on the bed, his eyes are dark upon me. His jaw is tight and he gulps, restraining himself.
It’s like I’m gazing into the depraved soul of eighteen-year-old Tyler, the true Tyler who disappeared for a few years but is resurfacing now.
That version of Tyler couldn’t keep his hands off me.
He loved sex. It was his favorite thing.
We liked experimenting. Our desires weren’t always “normal” but that’s part of why we were so perfect for each other.
After we parted from Felix, our sex life became tame. We lost who we were as a couple.
Now, he’s back.
I yelp as Felix presses my ass to his cock, then slips a finger inside my pussy, sending a rush through me.
“Tyler said something to me a few weeks back,” he murmurs along my jaw, teasing. “What was it, bro? The only time Harper was ever truly satisfied was when she was working up a sweat, bouncing on both of our cocks at once.”
My muscles clench around Felix’s finger at the thought of my men fucking me together.
“Yes,” Tyler says, never taking his eyes off me. “Those were my exact words.”
“He’s still fragile,” Felix adds, slipping his other hand beneath the neckline of my dress, brushing my nipples and making me squirm with pleasure. “I trust you can be gentle with him while riding his cock.”
Tyler doesn’t speak a word, just groans and strokes a hand over the tented erection in his pants. My thighs clench as heat blooms between them.
Felix notices my reaction and laughs beneath his breath. “Well, then, what are you waiting for?” He lets go of me, sucking my arousal off his fingers.
My breath is heavy as I stand idle, watching Tyler, letting this moment sink in.
I’m nervous. Excited. I’ve been with Tyler so many times, and yet somehow, this feels like the first time all over again.
Maybe because the three of us haven’t been like this in years.
Or because Tyler and I lost our spark while Felix was absent from our lives.
“Go ahead, Harper,” Felix encourages, taking a seat on a nearby armchair. “Show Tyler how much you’ve missed him and how happy you are he’s healing.”
I gulp and turn to Felix for reassurance. “You’re sure?”
His knuckles are white, gripping the armrests with force. His green eyes lie fierce upon me, filled with corruption. “I want to watch you. I know how much you love being watched. You used to always turn into such a desperate little slut whenever you knew I was watching you and Tyler.”
I’m quivering, hearing the praise in Felix’s voice.
“I’ve always enjoyed watching you get fucked.” He licks his lips, amused. “Though, I’d say you’ll be the one doing most of the fucking, given Tyler’s condition. Go ahead and ride his cock. Show him he belongs to you.”
My breasts rise with each shallow breath, barely believing the three of us have made it to this moment.
My attention returns to Tyler. The two of us lock eyes and I’m burning up as I slowly pull my dress over my head and drop it to the floor. He rasps as I remove my bra and step out of my panties, standing naked in front of him.
“I’ve missed this sight. You’re beautiful. Come here, baby.”
I climb onto the bed, straddling Tyler’s lap, enjoying the warm touch of his palms on my thighs. He’s fully clothed. I’m gentle with undressing him, my fingers shaking with anticipation as I unbutton his shirt. My hands smooth across the firm planes of his chest and stroke his bandaged torso.
He’s lying back, looking up at me with desire but also like I’m the most precious thing in the world. This moment is about more than just sex for us. It’s the reunion of our love. A reunion of the trio we fought so hard to reclaim.
The two of us have lived through so much heartache together but now we’re letting the pain go. Finally, I have my Tyler back. Not the Tyler I broke up with a few months ago, but the Tyler I fell in love with at eighteen. The Tyler who disappeared due to loss, guilt, and stress.
I disappeared too. Only now that I have Felix and Tyler does it feel like I’m truly myself.
“I’ve missed this part of you, Tyler. I’ve missed us. I love you.” I bend forward. My lips press to his as my nipples brush against his chest. When I pull back and meet his eyes, he’s trembling, watching me in awe.
“Harper, baby. You haven’t looked at me like this in eight years.”
“Because I finally have you and Felix and everything is as it should be.”
I pull down the waistband of his pants, wrapping my hand around his length and stroking from base to tip.
He groans, gritting his teeth. “Sit on my cock. Ride me, Princess.”
I trail the head of his dick along my wet entrance, then sink down, savoring inch by inch as he stretches me completely. “Oh, god, Tyler,” I moan, arching to adjust to his size.
“Shit, baby. Fuck.” Tyler grasps my thighs, never tearing his eyes from mine.
My hands brace on his chest, careful to avoid his bandages, and I ride him in a slow, steady rhythm. Each time I sink down, a thrill ripples through me.
“You fuck me so perfectly, Harper.”
I grind harder, taking him deeper. Tyler cups my breasts, circling his thumbs over the hard peaks. The dual sensation of his cock stretching me and his fingers on my sensitive nipples has me moaning loudly.
Behind me, I hear Felix shift in his chair. The sound of his zipper sliding down makes me clench around Tyler’s dick. The knowledge of his gaze on us heightens every sense within me.
I glance back, meeting Felix’s ravenous eyes. He’s stroking himself. The head of his cock glistens with precum.
Pleasure spirals through me, coiling tighter, pushing me to the edge of an orgasm. Felix jerking off over me, mixed with Tyler filling me up, is almost too much to bear.
“Oh, god. I’m going to come,” I gasp.
“No, Harper.” Felix’s words are a smooth, deep purr. “Nice and slow. Make it last.”
“Don’t ask me to hold off. I can’t. It’s torture.”
“You will hold off. The show has just started and I haven’t had my way with you yet.”
Following his word, my pace slows. I bite my lower lip, fighting my body’s desperate need for release.
“There you go,” Felix praises, continuing to stroke his dick. “Build your orgasm. You’ve waited so long for this moment. Don’t let it end quickly.”
My hips roll in languid circles as I watch Tyler beneath me. His eyes are half-lidded and his jaw tight with restraint. The sight of him resisting an orgasm makes my pussy squeeze involuntarily.
“Shit.” Tyler jolts, gripping my hips tighter. His breathing is ragged. “You’re so fucking beautiful like this. Felix is jerking off over you while you ride my cock. You like that?”
“Uh-huh. I need… Uh… Felix… I need to come. Please… let me come.”
“You’re not allowed to come yet, Harper,” Felix says, his voice like velvet.
Tyler grunts. “Then join in quickly because she’s wrapped so fucking tight around my dick, I can’t hold off much longer.”
Felix rises from the armchair. Piece by piece, I hear his clothes drop to the floor.
Glancing his way again, I’m in awe, his body a work of art, chiseled and covered in ink. His erection stands tall as he prowls toward the bed with a bottle of lube.
The mattress dips as Felix climbs behind me. “Lean forward, Little Sinner,” he whispers against my ear.
I obey, bending over Tyler, offering myself to Felix.
I’m in desperate need of a physical connection with these two men, yet I’m whimpering with discomfort as Felix preps my behind with lube, slowly working his dick into me.
Tyler cups my jaw, encouraging me. “You can do it, baby. I know how long you’ve needed this.”
He’s right. The three of us had sex like this only once. It was the most incredible connection, physically and emotionally. I’ve needed a repeat of it ever since. And yet I’m struggling to accommodate both of their sizes. I’m too small.
I shake my head. “It won’t fit.”
Felix hushes. “Relax for me. I’ll take care of you. We’ll make it fit. I promise.”
He takes his time, being gentle. I gasp as Felix finally fills me, stretching me to my absolute limit. The sensation of being stuffed full by both men is overwhelming—pleasure mixed with a delicious ache that makes me squeeze my eyes shut.
“God, you’re so fucking tight. Your ass was made for my cock,” Felix’s voice dips. His hands rest at my hips, soothing me with soft strokes. “I won’t move until you’re ready.”
“You’re doing so well,” Tyler adds, still caressing my face. “Our pretty ballerina. Look at me, baby.”
My eyes flutter open at the sound of him speaking one of my favorite phrases. Our pretty ballerina. I haven’t heard it since the three of us broke up. I love it. I love being theirs. I love how much they desire me.
I gaze into Tyler’s brown eyes, finding so much more than lust within him. He’s filled with love, relief, and completeness.
My lips brush against his. The kiss is messy and desperate. My hips rock, grinding against their cocks, making all three of us groan.
“I’m ready, Felix. Please,” I beg.
Felix pulls me upright, grasping a hand around my neck and claiming my lips with his. The kiss is rough. We’re breathless, moaning against each other’s mouths as I slowly ride him and Tyler.
“Feel good?” Felix whispers. I nod. “We’ll fuck you like this whenever you like. Anything you want, Harper, it’s yours. We’re yours.”
I answer with a moan, kissing him deeper.
“Good. Go back to Tyler. I can fuck you better when you’re bent over. I want to watch my cock slide into you while he fills your pussy.”
I’m kissing Tyler again, trembling as Felix takes me from behind, wishing I could see the sight for myself.
“You’re ours now.” Felix thrusts. “Ours to fuck every day. Ours to fill with cum. Forever.”
Tyler groans. “Fuck, I’ve missed seeing you between us.”
I’m building up a sweat, pushing against their cocks, needing to be filled as deeply possible. “I don’t think I can last much longer.”
“Your ass has my dick feeling too good,” Felix grunts. “Play with your clit. Come on Tyler’s cock while I fill your tight ass with cum.”
Before I can reach between my legs, Tyler strokes my clit. My body seizes, clenching hard around them, forcing an orgasm for all three of us.
Tyler curses, thrusting up and emptying himself in me.
“Fuck, yes, Harper,” Felix hisses, pulling my ass to the base of his cock.
My body gives out due to the intense high, no longer able to hold myself up.
Before I collapse forward, Felix wraps an arm around my chest, preventing me from landing on Tyler’s wound.
He keeps pumping into my ass, drawing out all three of our orgasms. With my last ounce of strength, I squeeze my hips, working every drop of cum out of them.
“Good girl.” Felix’s breath is hot against my cheek. “Take all of us.”
We remain locked together once it’s over, sweating and panting, tingling with bliss.
“Better than I remember.” Felix pulls out and helps move my limp body off Tyler before we collapse onto the bed.
The moment I’m empty, Tyler and Felix’s cum leaks down my thighs. I smile, not wanting to wash it off any time soon. I love being marked by them. I want their cum in me at all times.
Once checking Tyler’s bandage is still intact and there’s no bleeding, I curl into his side, resting my head on his chest.
Tyler kisses my forehead. “Are you okay?”
“The best I’ve ever been.” I’m exhausted and feel like I’m high, floating with euphoria. Every muscle in my body is useless.
“I remember this.” Felix grins, watching me. “The post-orgasm intoxication you have when you’re with both of us.”
“I love you two so much.” My voice is airy. I’m in a daze.
They laugh at the state I’m in, then repeat the words to me. Felix hugs me from behind, his body flush to mine, painting kisses at the nape of my neck.
The three of us lie quietly in the aftermath, catching our breath. No further words need to be spoken. I know they feel this connection as much as I do.
Finally, all three of us are home.