31. Katherine
31
KATHERINE
Gabe’s hands go to my waist as I purr against his pecs and then shimmy down his legs. Wrapping a hand around his steely length, I duck my head.
“Holy fuck. Princess?—”
He’s velvet-covered lava. Impossibly soft skin, searing hot and so hard. So needy. And holy smokes. He shaves down there. That’s a first for me and strangely hot.
I moan around the crown, lapping up the salty droplets at the tip, and he sucks in another breath.
“Oh, my?—”
I grin over at Alex, who’s propped up on an elbow, watching the show, slowly jerking off. Gabe can’t even finish a sentence. “I’ve never known Gabriel to be speechless,” I say.
Alex’s chuckle is dark, rich perfection.
Still smiling, I lick Gabe like a popsicle. Up, down, and all around. He’s not a quiet lover, and I appreciate knowing the spots that drive him wild. All those needy sounds dissolve any shyness left in me. These are the sounds of pleasure. Of a happy lover.
Hands braced on his thighs, I bob my head.
He groans and shoves a hand into my hair, holding me on his dick. It pulses against my tongue, and I suck in a breath through my nose as my eyes water.
Now is probably not the time to admit I don’t really know what I’m doing, so I let him take the lead and do whatever makes him moan. Which is, apparently, gagging me with his cock.
I dig my nails into his hips, and he loosens his grip, letting me come up for air.
“That’s so hot, Princess. You’re amazing.”
His praise washes over me like warm silk and I sigh, melting onto him, taking him as deep as I can. His fingers tighten again, and he strains beneath me, muscles locking tight. Somehow, I know he isn’t squirming to get away. No, he’s trying to stay in control. He’s trying not to come.
And just like that, the challenge is issued.
I flex my nails again, and he immediately loosens his hold. I hum my pleasure as he sucks in a sharp breath.
Tipping my head, I glance at Alex. His patience is beyond sexy. He is beyond sexy. So watchful and those long, even strokes up and down his length like a metronome. . . He’s mesmerizing. I watch him as I duck my head and lick Gabe like a lollipop.
Reaching over, I slide a palm up Alex’s thigh. His muscles twitch beneath my touch, and I grin around Gabe’s cockhead.
“She’s gonna be the death of us,” Gabe grinds out.
My hand joins Alex’s on his cock. Silk over steel. That’s what he feels like. Achingly hard and hot, thick. I have some toys about that size, but I’ve never wanted a man in me the way I do him. This night is full of firsts, and I’m going to take complete advantage of what they’re offering.
“What a way to go,” Alex murmurs, hand closing over mine so he can guide my strokes.
I suck on Gabe’s tip and his erection twitches between my lips. He tightens his grip, once again controlling the action. I should hate it. Normally, I hate being out of control. But I don’t. Not with them.
Knowing that I’m bringing them pleasure makes it easy to submit. To let them take the driver’s seat. For the moment, I’ll just relax and enjoy the ride.
They chase their bliss for a few moments more, but eventually, the emptiness gets to me. I’m wetter than I’ve ever been and can feel my slickness running down the top of my thighs. I squirm, trying to find some friction.
Alex releases my hand and gets to his knees. Yes. Finally.
He slides a palm over my ass, and I immediately press into it. His fingertips hike up my spine as if he’s counting each vertebra. He takes his time, so methodical. I whimper around Gabe’s flesh, and he pulls me off, his abs quivering in the pale light.
“That was close.”
Above me, Alex snickers. Then, at last, he reaches between my thighs, teasing my flesh and fucking me with a finger. I press back, eager for his touch. He drops a kiss against my right ass cheek, and I clench around him.
A second finger joins the first. Slowly pumping in and out. Is he trying to drive me out of my mind?
His hand tightens on my hip, holding me still as he licks a long line up my back. My pussy explodes with the tiniest, most delicious orgasm, and I cry out in surprise.
What the hell was that?
“I’m going to taste you now,” Alex says, then nips my shoulder blade.
“Mhmmm.” It’s not a sound of permission but a plea. I need more. I need everything.
I keep a hand on Gabe’s cock, lazy strokes with my face pillowed against his thigh. He pets my hair, surprising me with his gentleness.
“Spread your legs,” Alex urges.
Before I can comply, Gabe spreads his legs, and since mine are hooked outside of his, I’m stretched wide .
“Thanks,” Alex murmurs.
“No problem.”
Heat scorches my cheeks. Talk about teamwork.
But then Alex drops down, his hands grabbing my cheeks, and I forget all about teamwork. He dives into me like a man lost in the Sahara.
“Oh!”
The long licks up my slit have me pressing back, wanting more, needing to be filled. But he simply groans and continues on as if I’m not dying for him. Like flames aren’t dancing through me.
And when he finally starts lavishing attention on my clit, I’m dead. Every flick of his tongue brings another surge of moisture.
“Please—” I beg, unable to form a full sentence because I’m panting with need.
He replaces his tongue with two fingers. Stretching me until I’m a moaning mess.
“Fucking delicious,” Alex says, then presses wet kisses up my right ass cheek. His praise undoes me and drives me forward so that I can pass on the bliss. Nibbling my way up Gabe’s shaft, I am rewarded with his sharp inhale.
His hands thread through my hair again, holding it out of my face. Alex keeps up a steady tempo, driving his fingers deep. At the center of their universe, we’re connected like never before.
Head bobbing erratically around Gabe’s cock, my saliva dribbles down my chin. Feeling their touch, so gentle and yet so possessive, is everything. A fantasy I never knew I had.
Heat scorches over the back of my neck, down my spine, straight to my pussy. Alex adds another finger, and I freeze, so full, muscles stretching. After a few seconds, I push back, needing more. Needing relief. Needing to be filled. Fucked. Possessed.
“Take what you need, Beauty.”
I pop off Gabe’s dick and turn my head to find Alex kneeling behind me. “You.”
He’s all I’ve needed for longer than I should admit.
He removes his fingers, and I whimper at the emptiness. He wraps his fist around his erection, coating it with my wetness.
“You have me.” The mattress gives as he crawls forward, sheets rustling.
I know he means right now. Sexually. But the girl in me who always wanted the romance, the happily ever after, the chase, the catch, the passion, the possession wants more. Greedy bitch.
But I push that thought aside as the broad tip of his cock swipes through my lower lips. We both moan at the way my moisture eases the glide. I suddenly realize just how big he is, and a shiver wracks me.
“You okay?”
“Mhmm.” How do I admit that I’m not cold, just horny? That I have a high sex drive but haven’t come in days? That the thought of his big cock ramming into me makes me impossibly wetter.
“You can tell me to stop any time,” he promises.
Gabe’s fingers brush down my temple to my cheek, a silent agreement. I say the word, and everything ends. But I don’t want to stop. I want this. Them.
Pushing back, I impale myself on the head of Alex’s shaft, my breath whooshing out. Gabe moans and my fingers tighten on his legs.
“That’s our girl. Fuck yourself with his cock.”
Our girl.
Holy fireballs. The naughty words race through me, more potent than any drug. I wrap a hand around him, needing to make him feel as good as I do. He’s weeping precum, and I smear it around with my thumb.
I sink around him, taking him as deep as I can, and Alex is right there with me, shallow motions, painstakingly drilling himself deeper. From this position, I ease off Gabe’s dick, pressing myself onto Alex until he’s stretching me to the point of pain. Then I’m back on Gabe.
“Fuck, Katherine. I always knew your mouth was talented, but?—”
I rake my teeth up his length just enough to make him gasp. Then I go back to licking him. Teasing him. Giving everything but what he needs.
“Yes?” I press .
Connection crackles between us, and I find his free hand with mine, lacing our fingers. He clings to me, and I hum my pleasure around his tip.
“You’re something else,” he admits.
Not to be forgotten or outdone, Alex slams deep. His powerful thrusts threaten to send me sprawling. Bottoming out inside me. Filling me until I don’t know where I end and he begins.
There’s so much pleasure swirling around me. Alex’s hands glide down my back, gripping my hips and pulling me against his lap. Then he rockets me forward, leaving me empty. I choke on Gabe’s cock, eyes watering. Those masterful hands pull me back, and I’m exquisitely full once more.
He snakes a hand around and teases my clit. Round and round. I cling to Gabe’s fingers, afraid to move because I don’t dare upset the rhythm. All I can do is suck him hard. He lets out a garbled cry. Alex increases the tempo, brushing my G-spot with each thrust.
“Come for me, Beauty.”
One last brush of his fingers and I’m off. Soaring. Shattering. Moaning my pleasure with my mouth full. I pop off Gabe as my body seizes. Every inch of me goes tight like a rubber band stretched to its limit. And then slowly, blissfully, I melt and soften, heartbeat thundering. When I’ve come down off my high, I run my hands up and down Gabe’s thighs.
“Beautiful,” he murmurs.
His praise reaches into the heart of me, giving me a warm glow. I reach for his cock, stroking a fingertip along the underside, slowly, up and down until his breath hitches.
Alex’s fingertips ghost up and down my back, and he gives a gentle exploratory thrust. The nerve endings in my core light up like a Christmas tree, and my muscles clamp down on him.
He groans, and I swear I feel it like a vibe through my pussy. “We’re not done, Beauty.”
“Really?”
Gabe chuckles. I lift my head higher and peg him with a look that says, why are you laughing ?
“Alex loves to make a woman come.”
I crane my neck so I can look at the man behind me. His expression is unreadable. I shiver in his grasp. He really is a unicorn.
“What a coincidence,” I say, glancing back at Gabe, feeling brazen. “I love to come.”
They share a groan.
I give Alex a little squeeze with my inner muscles. He understands me perfectly, shuttling his cock back and then pounding in with a force that steals my breath. Extending my tongue, I give Gabe a sloppy lick. But it’s all I can manage when the big man behind me has decided to chop me in half with his dick.
With every thrust, I chase Gabe’s cock. “Princess?— ”
I hum a yes.
“I’m so close.”
I let him pop from my lips again and press back into Alex’s lap. I don’t have a ton of experience, but I can safely say I’ve never been this full or this turned on.
Gabe makes an adorable groan/whimper sound and drops back against the mattress, fingers clinging to the sheet. I give him a lick. He sucks in a sharp breath.
The game tickles me, and I grin. But Alex wipes that right off my lips when he reaches around, teasing my clit again.
Oh god.
He winds me up like I’m a toy who’s ready to dance at his bidding. How does he know just how to touch me?
“Again, Beauty.”
My core tightens, and my muscles grip him as he slows. Long, liquid strokes that bump all the right places. My head feels like it’s going to explode. Heat surges over my skin. I cling to Gabe, one hand on his thigh, the other at the base of his erection. Once again, I’m afraid to move, to breathe, because there’s nothing I want more than this orgasm.
It’s bigger than the last two. Deeper. I didn’t think that was possible. But I’m not arguing. Alex’s hand tightens on my hip.
“Come with me,” I say, then angle Gabe’s cock and suck it into my mouth, circling with my tongue. It’s wet and messy, and I love it. Pumping my hand up and down his shaft, he cries out.
“That’s it. I’m—so close.”
I love the way his breath hitches. How he loses the ability to speak.
I suck harder because I’m done edging him.
Alex slams into me one last time, his big body curling around me as jet after jet of hot cum bathes my pussy. He adds just enough friction to my clit and I see stars.
Entire constellations.
Splitting apart. Shattering across the galaxy.
Beneath us, Gabe pumps his hips a few times. I float down to earth just enough to wrap my free hand around his balls and give them a gentle squeeze. I don’t know how I know what he needs, but that sets him off.
“Fuck!”
I’ve never let a man come in my mouth before, but there’s something about Gabe that has me latching onto him as he floods my tongue. His length pulses between my lips, and I give a slow bob of my head, wanting him to feel the same pleasure I am.
When I can’t take anymore, I pop off and, for a split second, I freeze with indecision. What now?
He reaches forward, hand whispering down the side of my face. He stares at me like he can’t quite believe his eyes. I can’t either .
But I don’t want this to end. I never want this to end. I want to do everything with these two. Live out every depraved fantasy I’ve never uttered aloud. They wind me up and keep me safe, bringing pleasure like I couldn’t imagine.
Holding his gaze, I swallow his cum, feeling powerful and bold. With a groan, he slides a thumb across my lower lip.
“Fuck, Princess. That was incredible.” Then he hooks his hands beneath my arms and pulls me up the length of his body until I’m lying on his chest. He wraps me in a tight hug, and I nestle closer. “Thank you.”
Alex collapses next to us, running a hand over my lower back.
“Thank you,” I say to them both, pressing a hand over Alex’s heart. Those midnight eyes bore into me. So many firsts tonight. Hopefully, they won’t be the last. “When can we do that again?”