Chapter Forty-Seven
CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN
SEBASTIAN
P etroleum jelly is not my favorite, but it will do in a pinch. Not that I care, because Leena’s perfect pussy is already wrapped around my cock. So wherever the stuff goes, is not my fucking problem.
I watch Leena. I just cannot stop fucking staring at this woman. At how goddamn perfect she is. And fuck. I can’t believe that our girl got herself to a full fucking orgasm from getting a tattoo.
So our woman likes pain and attention.
Fucking noted.
We’ll make sure the next one takes longer.
She leans in, kissing me rougher than she kisses Luke, because she knows I like it. And fuck if she doesn’t do a thorough job.
“Oh, fuck, sweetheart. You’re so fucking wet,” I growl against her mouth as she lifts herself up, nearly off me, then slides back down until I am buried completely inside of her again.
Our lips part as we both try to catch our goddamn breath.
I thrust into her, finally getting to, and when her head tips back in pleasure, my lips find her neck, nipping and kissing every inch.
And as much as I’m sure the other two men in this room are enjoying the show, it’s time they get involved.
I smirk at Luke, because I have plans for him.
He smiles back, wondering what those plans are.
“Colton,” I say between kisses. “How you feeling? Think you can take her ass?” I glance at the man behind her, then chuckle at the light shining in his eyes from the invitation.
“Oh, I’m good,” he growls.
He’s not, but whatever. I’m sure I’ll have to fix his stitches later anyway.
Leena stills, looking at me in shock. It’s fucking adorable.
“If that’s okay with you, dear.” I smirk.
“Yes. That’s okay,” she says quickly, her eyes are shining like Colton’s just did.
I groan in pleasure as she grinds down on my lap again, watching as Luke tugs off Colton’s shirt, then helps him stand to remove his… well, Luke’s sweatpants.
He’s just as bad as Leena with that shit.
Glad my pants don’t fit him.
I shift forward in the chair, then close my legs so Colton can straddle them. He sits down behind Leena, then his black gloved hand wraps around her throat, squeezing gently and pulling her against the hard, naked lines of his body. She gasps.
“What do you say to Seb?” his dominant voice hums in her ear.
“Thank you,” she says, breathless.
Wrong answer. I smile.
The veins in Colton’s hand show through the glove as he tightens his grip, forcing her to look straight at me.
“Thank you, what ?” he grits out, smiling at me.
“Thank you, sir ,” she amends.
“Good. Fucking. Girl,” he praises, before releasing his grip and reaching for the lube.
I’ve missed this version of Colton. I’m glad to see he hasn’t changed. And the fact that Leena’s pussy was clenching around my cock the entire time his hand was at her throat confirms that she likes this version of him too.
I wonder for a moment how in the fuck I managed to fall in love with a woman who’s into this shit. How could any one person be so fucking perfect for me.
For Luke.
I’m still not sure how Colton fits into all of this, but fuck me if this doesn’t feel… right . I know it’s not the first time we’ve fucked a girl with him. But it’s different when it’s Leena. This isn’t a scene, or a lifestyle, or a contract.
This is me, Luke and Leena. This is our life.
Why does it feel so natural to have Colton all wrapped in it with us?
Before I can think about that too much, Luke is suddenly standing behind me, pulling my hair back so my head is tipped up toward him. His mouth crashes down on mine, kissing me upside down, which is so fucking different, and so goddamn hot. He bites at my lip, his tongue tangling with mine as I thrust up into Leena, enjoying the noises she makes when I do.
When Leena stills, then lets out a gasp, Luke and I break our kiss, watching her mouth part at what Colton is doing to her ass.
I suddenly feel protective, and consider making sure he’s keeping this at her speed, that he’s following all the rules.
But I realize that I don’t need to. Because this is Colton. Luke and I trained him as a Dominant, so we know how rough he can be, but we also know that he would never take it further than what has already been discussed without asking her.
If I’m being honest, he’s the only person outside of Luke that I would trust with her. Ever.
And even if they haven’t talked limits yet, Colton already saw Luke and I take her this way, which probably gave him a pretty good idea.
Still, I study Leena’s face, finding only pleasure there.
“Fuck, Colt.” I let out a gasp when his fingers press against my cock inside of her. My eyes find his, and he fucking smirks at me.
The bastard did that on purpose.
Dick.
“Colton,” Leena breathes out, and I couldn’t fucking agree more.
“You going to take Colton’s cock in your ass the way you can take mine and Luke’s? Hm, sweetheart?” I ask, smiling at how much she’s enjoying this.
“Yes. Please,” She squirms on my lap as his fingers continue working her open for him.
I feel Luke step up behind me and I lean against him, smiling when I feel there’s nothing but bare skin and hard abs back there. Leena watches as his hand wraps around my throat and squeezes.
Fuck.
As much I consider myself a Dominant, there’s just something about giving in to Luke, and only Luke, that turns me the fuck on. He squeezes harder and my dick throbs inside of Leena.
“We’ve been going easy, baby girl, because we didn’t want to scare you,” Luke says to her. “But I think we underestimated you.”
She smiles, seemingly agreeing with that statement. I groan, thinking of all the fun things we could do to her if she’s into it.
I close my eyes as the feeling from Luke’s grip pulses through my body.
It feels so fucking good.
“Squeeze my thigh to slow down, tap it to stop. Understand?” Colton directs. I glance down, watch him pressing her hand against his leg.
“Yes, sir,” Leena whispers.
Then I feel Colton’s dick slide against mine inside of Leena, hardly any barrier between us. He takes it slow, sliding in a little, then back out, then back in, until he’s moving easily enough to slowly press all the way inside of her. The two of us fill her completely.
“ God, Leena. Fuck, ” Colton growls into her hair.
“Oh, fuck! Colton, fuck!” She gasps, but I know she won’t tap out. She fucking loves this. Colton reaches out, bracing himself on my shoulder as he starts to move. He’s still wearing those damn gloves. I suddenly understand Leena’s fascination with them when his thumb drags against my skin and he starts gripping me harder.
“Lu?” she whimpers.
I couldn’t agree more.
I grab the hand at my throat, pulling him to stand beside us. He smiles down at me, seeing where this is going.
Leena runs her fingers over the hard lines of him before wrapping her hand around his cock, giving him a hard squeeze.
Luke lets out a breath, then slides a hand into her hair, pulling her closer until her lips wrap around the tip of him. The three of us watch as she expertly takes most of his length down her perfect fucking throat.
“Oh, fuck,” Colton grinds out at seeing it for the first time.
I grip Leena’s hips, matching Colton’s pace as we fuck into her, alternating our thrusts while she whimpers around Luke’s cock as it slides in and out of her throat.
I watch the scene playing out before me and fuck.
I’m not going to make it very much longer.
I’ve already been throbbing inside of this woman since halfway through her tattoo.
When Luke’s cock slides almost all the way out, I lean forward, making out with her mouth and the crown of him at the same fucking time. I let my tongue explore, tasting both of them.
“Seb,” Luke breathes out, lacing his fingers through my hair in the same way he’s gripping Leena’s.
I love it when he says my name like that.
I reach up, grabbing his ass and pulling him closer, forcing him to fuck between our open mouths.
I feel Colton’s free hand slide to where I’m thrusting into Leena, his gloved fingers quickly finding her clit.
Thank fuck.
It only takes him a few seconds, then she’s coming apart around my cock and I’m pouring into her, my lips tightening around Luke.
“Oh, fuck,” Colton breathes out, his hand gripping my shoulder harder through his release.
He chuckles at the pleasure.
I give him a look. I know.
I lean over, kissing Luke’s hip while Leena deep-throats his length again. She moans in pleasure around it as Colton’s fingers work her into another orgasm. Luke pulls out of her so she can cry out. Fuck.
I bite at Luke’s hipbone, because I suddenly need so much fucking more of this man.
He must feel the same way, because he quickly grabs my throat, then barks at Colton. “Hold Leena for us, would you?” he says, every word strained as his eyes stay fixed on me.
I feel Colton slide out of her, feel him help her off of me. The second they’re clear, Luke is hauling me up from my chair by my fucking throat.
And he is not being as gentle as he was when Leena was on my lap.
Luke kicks the chair out of the way and throws me stumbling backward toward the pool table. I hit the edge of it so fucking hard it screeches across the floor a few inches and I have to grip the edge of it to steady myself. Then Luke’s hard body is pressed against mine, his hand gripping the back of my neck as he crashes our mouths together.
We both groan in pleasure, our mouths and tongues battling in a violent display of need for each other.
He reaches between us, grabbing both our cocks and jerking us off in one grip. I’m still a little hard and fuck, it feels so fucking good.
All too soon, he’s pulling away from me.
His hand is back at my throat and he’s slamming me onto the table.
I chuckle as he quickly flips me over, shoving my face against the fabric. He kicks my legs out further and spits onto my ass, rubbing it in for half a fucking second before jamming his cock inside me a few inches, then rolling his hips in a way that has me fucking gasping for breath under his hand.
And fuck, I need more of him inside me.
If he wants it rough, I’ll fucking take it.
I place my hands flat on the table, spreading my fingers wide as I force myself to relax, letting him do whatever the fuck he wants to my body.
Luke grips my hips and shoves his cock all the way into me, then pulls out so he can do it again.
I don’t know that he’s ever been this rough with me, and fuck me it feels good.
Suddenly, he reaches up, grabs both my wrists and yanks them behind me, holding them in a one-handed grip at my lower back, digging his fingers into my hip with the other and fucking into me even harder. It burns, but in the best fucking way.
Waves of pleasure pulse through my body as I let this man take whatever the fuck he wants from me.
I give him all of me.
Because I’m in love with him.