35. Chapter 35 #2
He pursed his lips as if mulling over her request. He was not taking to sharing naturally. I'd be happy to snuggle up next to Jonah for the rest of my life. His arms looked like cuddle central.
"You love them." His eyes glazed, and he fell silent.
But I wasn't focused on him, or even whether he was a part of this. All my racing thoughts could latch onto was that my dream girl said she loved me, too. I slid my hands up her side, pulling her against me.
"You want me?" I licked my bottom lip to hide the shakiness of my touch.
Abandoned by my mama, despised by my papa, stripped of my legacy, and tolerated by everyone else.
Her warm embrace was one I coveted in the arms of hundreds of others.
It had never been as sweet as the gentle brush of her lips on my cheek as she straddled me.
She nodded, and a flood of warmth cascaded through me, pressing up against my fingertips.
"Fuck me like you love me, Ray."
I was hard as steel already, and it took only a moment of readjusting to fit my tip in her entrance.
"Say it again," I whispered.
"I love you."
She took me inside her, and my breath hitched. Nothing felt better than the clutch of her around me. Except the knowledge I had her heart.
"This isn't cruel role play, is it?"
Lara looped her arms around my neck and rocked back and forth. Sweat drenched us both, and I licked her collarbone. Her tight walls clenched around me, and I hissed.
"No, it's real," she whispered. "And dangerous."
I slid my hands to her ass and moved her against me until I got the right angle to hit her clit. She moaned and rolled against me. There was abandon in her sweat. It tasted like sweet victory when I licked it off her collarbone.
Jonah stood up from the bench and came closer. He had a glazed expression on his face.
"You want me?" he whispered to Lara.
She tossed her head back, her breasts bouncing as I forced her up and down on my cock.
"I love you, Jonah," she admitted, catching her wobbling bottom lip between her teeth.
Jonah's jaw dropped open, and he was lost for words.
"Let me show you, please." Lara tugged at his underwear, and he kicked them off with a growl. Her hand was slick enough to move down his obscene cock with ease. He tossed his head back and let out a hiss.
The three of us replaced blood with ecstasy. Carve us into marble. Let us stay like this forever. Entangled. Immortalized. My balls tightened, and breath came short.
"Go on, Little Liar. Make your mistakes," Beck bit out with a clipped voice.
He stood up, and I jerked my head. "Join in, chief."
"You and I are not the same. It's only a matter of time before you realize it," he said, but the sting he intended couldn't penetrate my pleasure.
Lara scrunched her eyes, and Beck left, muttering under his breath.
"His loss," I grunted, thrusting up.
Lara clenched her ass as she rode me with her powerful thighs. Jonah leaned down and took her mouth, their tongues sliding together in filthy beauty. Her grip on his cock faltered, and I did what felt natural.
I wrapped my hand around him.
Jonah moaned into Lara's mouth, jerking his hips forward.
I imprinted his heat and steel on my palm.
My cock throbbed inside Lara. Our bodies pressed closer to each other, and I captured Lara's nipple in my mouth.
I scraped my teeth along her hard nipple.
She whimpered into Jonah and ground against me.
"That's it. Come all over me. Both of you," I panted.
Lara's hand joined mine again, and Jonah pulled away, looking down with a glazed frown.
"Is this okay, big guy?" I probably should have asked, but I'd been caught up in the moment.
"Fuck."
"Big guy?"
"Don't stop," he bit out, a flash of something in his gaze, entwined with the lust.
I gripped his base as Lara flew her hand up and down.
"I love you, I love you." Her nails dug into my shoulder.
"You're everything," Jonah grunted with a breathless moan.
The heat, our skin pouring sweat, cleansed me to my soul. I found parts of myself in the two of them. Rusted, broken parts that gleamed. The cords in my neck tightened as I moved, frantic now. My release built in the base of my cock, and spread out in delicious tingles.
I wanted more of both of them.
"I'm going to," I warned.
"Me too. Fill me up, cover me," Lara begged.
She stiffened and arched her back, coming on a cry.
The tear in her voice was too much as Jonah gasped, his hand landing on my shoulder as he came. Ropes of delicious cum painted Lara and me. Jonah cursed and dropped his head.
I rocked Lara once, twice, in savage movements until I joined them. Bliss. It rolled through me until all my muscles melted.
"Wow, we make a pretty good-looking throuple." I winked at Jonah, and he reared back.
"Are you alright?" Lara reached for him.
Jonah scrunched his eyes shut, and I wanted to tell him to breathe, but I knew he was grappling with something I couldn't help with. Sexuality was a gift, and I'd never felt shame for wanting whoever was in my bed. Jonah slammed out of the sauna, and cool air rushed in, pebbling my skin.
"I hope he's okay." Lara leaned into me.
I pressed my lips to her shoulder. The salt cut through the worry in my stomach. I did too. I don't know when it happened, but he had become my closest friend and perhaps more?
"Everything will be fine."