Chapter 12 #2
My best friend groans. “Fuck, Ollie. You need to stop that before you make me come in my trousers like a teenager.”
I pull back, giving Ollie a chance to catch her breath and chuckling a little at the pained expression on his face. “Didn’t realise you had stamina problems.”
He glowers at me. “You try having a beautiful woman moaning and grinding against your cock.”
While that sounds like a fantastic idea, I have other plans.
“Come here, sweetheart.” I pry her from Theo’s arms and lay her down on her sleeping bag.
While I’d love to fuck her, she’s still recovering from her injuries from the fight a few days ago and her nightmare.
Moving down to settle between her legs, I curl my fingers into the waistband of her leggings.
“I want you to stay where you are while I eat your pretty pussy and make you come. Understand?”
Ollie bites her lip, her emerald eyes smouldering with heat. “Yes.”
“Good girl,” Theo murmurs as he rolls over to lie next to her and kisses her.
I pause to watch and wait for the usual stab of jealousy. Only it never comes as heat stirs in my stomach. Huh. Maybe I’m adjusting faster than I thought.
I return to my task, enjoying Ollie’s moans as Theo devours her lips and carefully strip her leggings and panties from her legs. I can’t see much of her in the low light, but from what I can see, she has the most perfect pussy.
One I can’t wait to dive into.
But I resist and instead take my time kissing my way up her legs, enjoying how soft her skin is against my lips and calloused hands.
She smells floral and slightly sweet from the soap she used earlier.
Her body quivers beneath my touch, her moans turning into pleading whimpers as I near the apex of her thighs.
By the time I reach her hips, she’s writhing beneath me and Theo has pulled up her shirt to expose her tits.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” I breathe as I press kisses from one hip bone to the other, paying special attention to the scars scattered across her stomach. The scars that mark her as a survivor.
“Fuck, Alex, please,” she whimpers having pulled her mouth away from Theo. “I need your mouth.”
“You have it, sweetheart.” She doesn’t have to tell me twice.
I spread her pussy with my hands and lick from the bottom of her hole to her clit. Her flavour explodes on my tongue, and I groan as I dive back to taste more. Bloody hell, she tastes even better than I imagined.
“Alex!” Ollie’s hand grabs my head and tangles in my hair, tugging it.
Each tug is like a lightning bolt straight to my cock, causing it to leak even more. I’m pretty sure my boxers are ruined, the fabric soaked with pre-cum, but I don’t care. My entire focus is on making her come.
My tongue alternates between circling and flicking her clit as I keep my attention trained on her reactions.
I catalogue every gasp, whine, and moan, and what makes her pussy clench and gush for me.
I need to find everything that will drive her wild.
Finally, I find the rhythm that has her crying out and her hips bucking beneath me.
But it seems I’m not the only one searching for things to drive her wild.
Theo attacks her tits with his mouth and fingers, groaning softly into her skin.
He’s just as turned on as I am, practically grinding into the sleeping bag.
I still half-expect jealousy to rear its ugly head, but it never does.
If anything, I’m both relieved and extremely aroused that he’s here, giving Ollie pleasure alongside me.
“Alex,” Ollie whines as she writhes beneath me. “I need more.” She’s practically sobbing with need and while it may be someone’s kink—cough, cough, Rhys—it’s not mine.
“What do you need, baby?” Theo asks as he pops off her breast and gazes down at her. “Do you need his fingers stretching out that pussy? Want him to feel you clench around him as you come for us like a good girl?”
Jesus fuck does Theo have a filthy mouth.
“Yes! Please,” Ollie gasps and her pussy practically gushes at his words.
I give her exactly what she wants and slide two fingers inside her with a groan. She’s so hot and tight and wet. Fuck! I wish I could replace my fingers with my cock. Maybe next time.
“You’re doing so well for us, baby,” Theo murmurs as he plays with her nipples, plucking and rolling them between his fingers. “Do Alex’s thick fingers feel good stretching out that perfect pussy of yours?”
Ollie whimpers as she clenches around my fingers, and it’s all I can do not to come in my boxers.
I find her gspot and stroke it in time with licking and sucking on her clit. More noises pour from her lips as she practically levitates off her sleeping bag, chasing my fingers and mouth. She’s so fucking close, I can feel her pussy fluttering around me and her body quivering beneath me.
Theo must feel it too because he doubles his attention on her breasts while smirking down at her. “That’s it, princess. Come for us. I want to watch you come all over Alex’s face. Let him taste your cum.” He replaces one of his hands and licks her nipple before biting down.
Taking that as my cue, I close my lips around her clit and suck.
Ollie detonates, and it’s the hottest bloody thing I’ve ever seen in my life.
“Alex! Theo!” she cries out as her back bows and her cunt clenches hard around my fingers, almost like it’s trying to milk them. Her hips buck against me and she practically drenches my face with her arousal. I groan, licking and sucking her through her orgasm until she whimpers and pushes me away.
But I’m not done.
I sit back, rip down my boxers and wrap my hands around my aching cock. “I’m going to cover you in my cum,” I tell her as I stroke myself.
“Do it.” She gazes up at me with hooded, slightly glazed eyes. She looks wrecked, in the best possible way, with swollen lips, flushed cheeks and tousled chestnut hair.
It doesn’t take long to send me over the edge.
“Fuck!” I growl as heat sears down my spine and my vision wavers as pleasure crashes through me.
Cum spurts from my cock and paints Ollie’s pussy, stomach and tits.
Seeing her covered and marked as mine has some primal side of my brain purring as I half-collapse on top of her, only catching myself at the last second to not crush her.
Fuck. I can’t remember the last time I came that hard.
“Well, I wasn’t expecting that,” Theo says with an arched eyebrow at me before turning his attention back to Ollie. “You okay, baby?” He pushes back strands of sweaty hair from her flushed face.
Ollie sighs, a happy sound, and snuggles into him, not at all bothered by the cum coating her body. “I’m better than okay.” Her eyes find mine. “Thank you for that. I know you’re still not sold on this relationship with all of us, but I appreciate the effort you’re putting in.”
I breathe out a shaky breath, my arms trembling both from the strain of having to hold myself up and the aftershocks of my release.
“No need to thank me, Ollie.” I press a kiss to her forehead.
“I loved making you come, regardless of my personal feelings on that matter.” Although said feelings are changing faster than I expected.
It terrifies me.
Ollie smiles at me, and my heart flutters at the radiant expression. She truly is breathtaking, and I’m powerless to stop myself from falling for her.
“Don’t you want to come too?” she asks as she turns her attention to Theo, who’s watching us both with a soft smile.
He shakes his head. “No, that was purely for you two.”
She frowns. “You didn’t come last time either.”
“You worried about my blue balls, princess?” he asks with a chuckle. “I’m fine, I promise. Next time I’ll give you every drop of my cum, how about that?” His smile turns wicked.
Ollie’s cheeks flush as heat smoulders in her eyes. “Yes, please.”
“Your wish is my command.” He turns to me. “You good to get up now?”
I nod. My limbs are no longer trembling, and while my heart is still pounding, I don’t feel like I’m seconds from collapsing. With a grunt, I push myself off Ollie and pause for a moment to enjoy the view. Goddamn, does she look good covered in my cum.
She catches me staring and, with a cheeky smile, swipes her finger through it and pops her finger in her mouth. “Hmm, delicious,” she hums, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
I groan as my poor, spent cock tries its best to stir at the sight. “You’re bloody trouble,” I mutter with a shake of my head.
“Only the best kind,” Theo says with a wink.
I stagger over to my bag and grab a couple of cleaning rags. After wetting them using water from my canteen, I wipe Ollie clean of cum and sweat. She shivers a little, no doubt feeling the cold air now. Theo checks the wound on her head and helps her dress before picking her up to take her to pee.
By the time they’re back and bundled into the warmth of their sleeping bags, I’ve cleaned myself and the rags. I slide into my sleeping bag and Ollie snuggles into both of us with a contented smile.
“You think you can sleep now, sweetheart?” I murmur into her hair as I breathe in the floral scent of her soap.
She nods. “Yeah, thank you.” Her voice is thick with exhaustion, and her eyes are closed. She’s seconds from falling asleep.
Good. At least I’ve done something right.